Sujith Nambiar: Mumbai-Doha-Mumbai

A user experience/product designer by trade, I am a self-taught contemporary Indian artist and photographer, actively seeking multi-dimensional conditions and emotions through my photographs. Initially photography was a newfound medium into which to channel my creative energy alongside painting. I have been engaged in street photography since 2013, capturing moments from the streets without any predefined purpose or set agenda.

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“Egypt before the Revolution”: Per Munther’s Leica

Cairo, 15 January 1850

[…] Here we are then, in Egypt, the land of the Pharoahs, the land of the Ptolemies, the kingdom of Cleopatra (as they say in the grand style). Here we are, and here we abide, with our heads shaven as clean as your knee, smoking long pipes and drinking our coffee lying on divans. What can I say? How can I write to you about it? I have scarcely recovered from my initial astonishment.


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I Shall Call Myself Alice

RT @sultans_seal: Tweets through a glass pane


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If not being allowed to have strong opinions is not I’m not sure what is

Western outrage at ‘s treatment of continues to shock and awe me. Where do you get off, people?

People who see the west as an end in itself are the mirror image of people who see it as the source of all evil

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“I said to Cartier-Bresson I’m really not interested and I’m not going to read The Decisive Moment”: Interview with Joseph Koudelka

Legendary photographer Josef Koudelka packed the house at the Paramount Theater in downtown Charlottesville during the Look3 Festival of the Photograph over the weekend, and the audience greeted him with a standing ovation after master of ceremonies, photographer Vince Musi, announced that Koudelka had been reluctant to participate. Koudelka, who has a reputation as a lone wolf among a group of peers known for their independence, has rarely granted interviews during a career that spans more than 40 years.

“Of course I don’t feel very comfortable to be here. I am not a good speaker,” said Koudelka, who was nevertheless gracious to Anne Wilkes Tucker, curator at the Museum of Fine Arts Houston, who was also on stage to interview him. “I don’t know what she’s going to ask me, [but] I gave her assurance I would answer everything…I will try to be as honest as possible.”

Koudelka also told the audience at the outset that he “never listened much to what [other] photographers say,” and recounted how Henri Cartier-Bresson had asked him to read and comment on the text of The Decisive Moment before that book was published. “I said to Bresson I’m really not interested and I’m not going to read it.” Koudelka added, “I think the best portrait of a photographer are his photographs, so please judge me on my photographs.”

The audience cheered, and the program got under way with a projection of a sampling of Koudelka’s earliest work–a documentary of stage actors during performances, followed by a series of abstract images that stemmed from his work as a theater photographer. The program alternated between silent projections of Koudelka’s major bodies of work, presented chronologically, followed by several minutes of Q&A conversation between Tucker and Koudelka about that work.

Here’s an edited version of the conversation. The headings indicate the subjects of the major bodies of Koudelka’s work, and when it appeared during the program.


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حسين بن حمزة: لا عزاء للتماسيح

سعادتي برواية التماسيح قد تفهم خطأ. أعتقد أن الفترة التي كتبت فيها – وخلالها توطدت علاقتي بيوسف رخا – كانت من أغنى الفترات في وقت بدا قاحلا ومربكا … الحوارات الشاقة مكسِرة الرأس على موجة الثورة العالية والهابطة إلى القاع هي التي حولت مشاعر كان من الممكن أن تبقى مجانية تماما إلى كلام. من منا لا يدين لشخص دفعه الى الكلام؟ – مهاب نصر يوم ٢٠١٢/٩/١٩


على خلفية إسقاط النظام المصري، تعيد رواية «التماسيح» (الساقي) كتابة محطات أساسية لـجيل التسعينيات الذي انتهت أحلامه بتغيير العالم إلى انهيارات شخصية حاولت أن تجد سلواها في الثورة المغدورة

«أحياناً وأنا أستعيد حواراتنا ومشاجراتنا وكل السُّبل المعقدة التي ربطتنا ثم حلّت الرّباط، يبدو لي أنّ الفشل كان القيمة الوحيدة المحرِّكة في الدائرة»، بهذا الاعتراف الذي سيتكرر في صفحات وسطور أخرى، يُنهي يوسف رَخَا (1976) روايته «التماسيح» (دار الساقي). الفشل لا يُقدم هنا كنتيجة نهائية، بل كاستعارة كبرى تختزل السياقات السردية للرواية التي تتحدث عن تجربة جيل التسعينيات في الشعر والكتابة، والعلاقة مع الجيل السابق ومع المؤسسات الثقافية.

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