The concept of the poster was taken from the phrase “Soon as you blink another life ah get stolen” which belongs to the campaign’s music. The idea is to show the eye gradually closing at dusk which also comes down to the name of the song “Shadows after dark”, in the end the black line shows the end of a retired life that didn’t have time to recover, this would give an alert for everyone to be aware of this cause.
Today, human trafficking is a cruelty that should be ashamed of humanity. It is necessary to raise awareness about this persecution. While you are looking at this poster today, about 2 more people fell victim to human trafficking. Hope this poster will be a voice for all the victims whose lives have lived in captivity.
MY PURPOSE IN THIS STUDY IS TO SHOW THAT THE END OF THE ROAD WHICH PEOPLE IMAGINE WITH BOTH MATERIAL AND MORAL LOSSES IS MY FLIGHT
A man who has been involved in human trafficking said that the dark truth seen in people’s eyes is only three percent of the field of human trafficking. What this poster wants to express is that there is a huge demon behind human trafficking, which is invisible to people’s eyes.
I wanted the poster to visually cut the ties between oppressor and human trafficking survivors and victims.
My design is based on a bar code with the eyes of a victim of human trafficking. The red lines represent the blood falling from the eyes in a way showing the hardship these victims go through.
According to statistics 50% of the international human trafficking population are
children. Children are kidnapped, stolen, forcibly robbed, lured, traded
Every child is an angel. The missing child is like an angel with broken wings,
falling into endless darkness.
Sometimes you have to take a closer look to see (the truth).
Human trafficking is most commonly trafficked for sexual slavery, forced labor (labor exploitation) or sexual exploitation for traffickers or others. Those who do this trade get rich this way. This poster draws attention to this situation.
I generally see people migrating for whatever reason as swallows, and I tried to portray in this poster the sad form of migration in which a wounded and helpless bird is lost in a red space.