“Stanley was the only non-Middle Eastern photographer who managed to make an image of the events of that day in Fallujah,” another friend, the American photographer Samantha Appleton, said. “People often ask war photographers if they are scared doing their work. It is not fear so much as how one responds to the stress of fear. Stanley was scared that day, and said so whenever he told the story. He nearly lost his life when he tried to get closer to the bridge, and pulled out of the situation just in time. Before he did so, however, he created images that were indisputable proof that the war was only just beginning.”

The karma was unbelievable .Stanley was in the center, part of the buzz, relentless in his effort to do the right thing. The real deal. You can’t buy “Black Passport”. Sold out long ago. I hope it gets re published. Testament to one of the finest chroniclers of our time.

“You want to sit there comfortably with your newspaper and blueberry muffin, and you don’t want to see pictures that are going to upset your morning,” Mr. Greene said in a 2010 interview with the Lens blog of The New York Times. “That is the job of a journalist, to upset your morning.”

Greene followed the light even into the darkest places. He was best known as a conflict photographer for his work in Chechnya, Russia, Iraq and Syria. He had the gift of finding beauty in the most extraordinarily disturbing circumstances. His books, “Open Wound” and “Black Passport,” are gorgeous journeys through his life by way of his haunting photographs.

Photographer Andrea Bruce, a fellow member of NOOR, describes Greene as “a poet.” “His rage at injustices equaled his love for his friends, for photography and its power,” Bruce says. “That is the hardest thing to explain: his pure love for others, as if he was balancing the hatred he found in war.”