Only last march I went back to Indonesia to attend my sister’s marriage, and yet here I am again, attending a brother’s; this one, however is a brother from another mother (and father too). Liman, as we like to call him among many other, less appropriate names to call him from, had been our sworn brother – a practice common in asian countries, mind you – for at least 8 years. A brotherhood (to be more precise, a siblinghood) of 8 people, we knew each other from series of both fortunate and unfortunate events, and had a series of traditions we uphold. Long story short, we know each other very well, and treasure ourselves quite a lot. Yesterday, the 2-day long wedding ceremony took place; today, he is officially a married man. Three Cheers for a brother in love, and an extra one for going where no one of us had gone before.
I had the fortune of documenting some behind the scenes, and here they are. This is for my brother, Leeman (another name we call him amongst the more appropriate ones), and to my other brothers and sisters.
Somewhere along the way, I fell in love with words as much as images, and the idea of somehow combining the two had always been close to my heart. Also close to my heart, is my own stories; ones that plays over and over in my mind – loudly, softly, or otherwise. In short, Meaningful Nothings is a mini-series trying to combine my love for words, images, and stories (that of my own, in this case). Meaningful Nothings is also an experiment; an attempt for me to try different things in exploring my work.
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On a related note; the instagram account above is one i use solely for projects/work, seeing as my personal account is now mixed with random stuff – feel free to follow! There will be future projects in it.
Tons of things are in the works, and will hopefully get to the blog once it comes out; for now, enjoy the instagram updates!
A month later, a website was born. Over the last month I have been working on a project in collaboration with the British Geological Survey (BGS) about natural surveillance. In keeping with the surveillance heavy nature of the recent conversations, I decided to take a more relaxed perspective on the subject matter. I also decided to explore using websites in order to present a photographic/multimedia work in order to make the experience (a little) more interactive. Check out the website by clicking in the image above!
For my upcoming project, I have decided to switch into using film. I love digital photography, and I am still using it, but at the same time I’m trying to push my boundaries with film; seeing as I have never actually use it for a project before. I choose to use a medium format camera, and a Kodak Portra 400 for the film, because once you go for film, might as well go big (not 5×4, however, that’s a little bit too much). I did a quick test with the camera to make sure it was working and thankfully it still is. Edinburgh, here I come.
Last month, I was able to visit the city of Ubud, Bali, in search for stories to cover. What I found was an interesting dichotomy between art preservation and means of living. I wished I had more time to work on the story, instead I had to return before long. I visited one of the performance space, Ubud Palace, to see if I could get access to the behind the scene of one of Bali’s most famous dances; tari Barong. The show was on almost every day in the Ubud Palace; that night was Sadha Budaya Dance studio’s turn, who kindly allowed me access to behind the backstage.
After a long, arduous steps, I have finally published my most recent project that took a bit of time to make – Buskers. Buskers tells the story of the art of street musical performance, and the people behind it (click on the image or here to go to the project). It is an ongoing project, but I had to share the first part because it felt so close to my heart, and perhaps because it’s a personal message to a friend.
It is not everyday that we meet people who inspires us, and I blame fate to have allowed me to have met such an inspiring figure, B – the man behind the first part of the busker project. I truly hoped that my work – to a certain point – captured the essence of the man, for my words could never have. I have never met a man more open to strangers, both through music and rconversations, as B. Warm as a kindling fire to anyone who approaches him, I had wondered how B’s past had affected him. I, of course, am in no place to understand the links between his story and his present, and can only gaze in wonders.
In the end, this post is a message to B – it has been a great pleasure in meeting you. It has been a great learning process, and I did learn a lot from you. I truly hope that whatever you are doing will be fruitful, and that you never stop being a source of warmth in the cold of winter, nor the comfort of rain in the draught of summer.