Hark1karan - Portrait of a Village in Rural Punjab

Hark1karan is a South London photographer capturing the lives of Punjabi’s and Sikh’s across London. Celebrating the release of his debut photo-book PIND, we talk with Hark1karan about the mental and physical journeys we take to document the daily rituals inherited from our ancestral cultures.

PIND: Portrait of a Village in Rural Punjab documents life in Hark1karan’s ancestral village of Bir Kalan in Punjab, India. Through a collection of documentary photographs that span over 3 dedicated trips, Hark1karan’s photo-book captures the everyday nuances of village life– showing how people live, work, socialize, learn, and go about their day-to-day. These photographs act as historical documents, giving the people of his village both a voice and face, as they capture a liminal moment in time of the changing landscape and culture of rural Punjab. Part photo-book, part memoir, PIND is dedicated to Hark1karan’s ancestors and fellow Punjabi community; now available for purchase on his website.

- Alexa Fahlman


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How are you doing amidst all this global turmoil?

On a whole I am grateful that I’ve not been heavily impacted by the global pandemic. I still have a job, a roof over my head, food and my family. It’s hard to get a clear grasp on the situation as a whole and it is evolving, so we are finding out new information daily. It’s a matter of taking it day-by-day and trusting your own judgement, especially in the age of information overload. That being said I personally remain positive and see this as a chance for changes to take place. For new ideas and rituals to blossom. Who knows how we will look back on this time. In the strangest way possible I feel I wouldn’t have realised my debut book working full time in an office as I have gained back precious time which has allowed me to balance work life much easier.

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In as much detail as you can, to help our readers visualize your surroundings, can you describe where you are right now in the world?

I’ll break it down so you can easily digest my chaotic thoughts. Physically I am in South London, England. Mentally, I am global in thought. I feel optimistic. To be honest I always feel optimistic and this is probably down to the fact that I interact with so many different types of people in my life. Both in the digital and physical world. This creates less fear and more awareness. That feeling excites me and energises my thoughts as I see what needs to be communicated. Self-funding, self-publishing, self-marketing and self-distributing my debut book has been an act of self-empowerment and belief. To go and create something that has never been seen in such a way has been a big responsibility. To go out and tell a story true to what I see has proven to me that it is possible to share your vision with others using photography. That has been a beautiful learning experience and a sign to continue my work. My work as a community photographer allows me to connect people not only through the image but also through the practice of photography. For me, photography is an extension of seva, a Sikh practice of selfless service. Through it, I am able to fulfil my moral duty as a human being.

You mentioned you grew up in England, what was it like growing up there? Especially being from a Punjabi background? 

At home I grew up hearing and speaking Punjabi. This allowed me to think and see life from a different perspective and express myself in different ways. Being born in England you learn to switch between the two cultures and identities as a way to navigate any given space. We grew up around extended families which was very important especially as there weren’t many other Punjabis in South London. Having that family structure was exactly as it would have been in Punjab. We ate Punjabi food most days in the same way people do in the pind. I think the first song I ever remember hearing was Punjabi. Being from the Indian side of Punjab meant we were also Sikhs which made us more visible. We’d frequent the gurdwara (Sikh place of worship) where we would be with other Punjabis and Sikhs. As you can see, there are many practices and rituals that we lived out that are similar to life in Punjab, hence why there was such a big connection despite living thousands of miles away. 

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It’s about time we turn to your debut book, PIND! What initially compelled you to create a photo-book?

I began documenting my community of Punjabis and Sikhs in the UK after realising that we did not have any substantial documentation of our community from within. I also wanted to create a wider and inclusive documentation away from internalised stereotypes. As I was out in the field, I realised that I could take it one step further and document our culture’s reference point, pind. Pind means village in Punjabi. For over 30 years, I’ve been lucky enough to visit my pind since I was a baby. Through these journeys I’ve realised pind is a massive part of our story and one that has never been told or seen through a photo-book. I saw this as a multi-layered opportunity to cover a number of points. I wanted to document pind as I’ve never come across anything in photographic form. I wanted to focus on Punjab as its own place and culture, rather than as something seen as Indian or South Asian. My primary audience would be our community both diasporic and those living in Punjab. To capture the book as an insider and not a voyeuristic outsider with a western gaze. To capture a moment in history as modern technology and outside influences have accelerated change. To connect those that had left, back to their roots. To give the forgotten people of pind a face and a voice. Why in photo-book form? I’ve always been fascinated by different forms of documentary photography and how it’s presented in photo-book form. I wanted to tell a nuanced yet everyday story of pind life. For me, a comprehensive photo-book was the best option. The story had to be intimate and emotional. 

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Is there anything that photography has revealed to you about yourself?

Over the years I’ve learnt about the power of photography to tell stories and challenge narratives. Photography is a powerful form to empower and bring people together. For me it’s not a job, it’s a tool to communicate what I see. A way to express what I cannot express in other forms.

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Can you paint us a picture of some of your earliest memories of your mother's pind growing up?

My earliest memories of pind are all great and vivid. When you go somewhere so different from where you permanently live as a child, the opposite of that always stays with you. I remember not having any restrictions and being allowed to play with other children and hang out with elders. Everyone would offer me cha (tea) or milk when I went into their homes. I remember sneaking off to eat food I wasn’t supposed to. There were always animals about. As a child that was fascinating. Trying to get close to the water buffalo and playing with the dogs. It was just pure freedom. Going down to the farm on the back of a Royal Enfield Bullet. There is a lot of love in pind and you really feel it. I learnt very early on about sharing as those who didn’t have much were willing to offer me something for nothing in return.

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I noticed that there's a sense of community in both how you've described your photographs and taken them– in what ways would u say community is important to Punjabi culture? How did this inform the way you photographed the village and portraits?

A lot of my work involves my environments and cultures. This is my life and I am part of these places and practices. When you belong, you become part of an “us” - a wider group of people which you share some commonality with. My common-unity comes from lived experiences which allow me to belong to a certain group of people. My lived experience connected me to the people of Punjab, seeing them as an extension of myself and not as something foreign. Seeing everyone as equal meant I was able to tell an inclusive and intimate story. I want the viewer and the subjects to equally benefit from this story otherwise the project becomes an ‘us’ and ‘them’ story. I made the effort to see as many different people as possible. To earn their trust and capture an untold story. Asides from culture, Sikhi is of great importance here as it teaches our community of oneness. From childhood we embody this and I would say that it is a part of my photographic ethos. That love is what ties the whole book together and keeps it so grounded.

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Your portraits certainly capture your subjects, but also speak to something more universal. With that said, what gap were you trying to bridge between your experience and your audience?

All human stories are rooted in similarities and differences in cultural norms. Therefore I knew people would relate to each image differently. There is an overarching story of childhood, family, relationships and daily rituals. I would say that is a universal aspect of the story. The second layer is for the diaspora to relate to - here the images become a second language in the book. An example of this would be the shot of the women kneading the dough for the roti, connecting the viewer to a cultural practice they may also live out. The third language is of nuance - the symbols and signs of life in pind including people’s jobs, religions and social statuses. There is always an underlying political tone to my work and so the fourth language is of inclusion - the reveal of ignored or untold stories. These are the defined gaps I had in my mind that I wanted to bridge.

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In what ways have you noticed the changing landscape of Punjab?

From a distance the flat agricultural landscape looks the same as it’s always been. The changes that have occurred can be noticed closer up. The clothes that the younger generation want to wear and their style is fusing with an influence from the west and social media. Mobile phones have given access to a new world meaning that people’s wants are changing. Those that can afford a good education aspire to migrate to other countries for a perceived better life. The divide between cities and rural villages is significant. It’s as if people in the rural parts have been left behind and forgotten. It’s difficult to establish if social mobility has improved over the last twenty to thirty years. Advancements in technology have meant that old techniques for making quilts and clothes have changed with easy access to new machinery. There is access to gas cylinders and power generators making it easier to cook and access electricity. Mass consumption and access to commodities has made survival a little bit easier. The photographs in the book capture these small changes throughout. For me, it was the last chance to capture the few people still doing things the old way.

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This is more of an ethical question: would you say that there is a visible difference in the way a photographer captures their own community vs. how a photographer from outside that same community depicts it? Historically speaking, popularized photographs of asian, brown, and black communities have often been shot by white photographers. When shooting do you feel like you're consciously having to subvert the white gaze?

I’d lump everyone into holding the western gaze regardless of race as that view comes from a mind-set. People can also be outsiders to their own ancestor’s cultures as much as those who have no connection whatsoever. Class would be another factor to consider. This goes back to belonging, community and how much of your culture you practice. My experiences over time have allowed me to be aware of what I am capturing and why I am capturing it. If my connection to pind was weak, I personally would not feel comfortable or confident in telling a story that I am not connected to. The photographer needs to ask themselves who are these images for and what ideas they will put out into the world. Am I capable of telling this story? Do I show respect to the people in the photos? This is the responsibility of the photographer. They must not let the ego takeover. The “photography” is not everything. I speak to my primary audience and I know I am taking photos of signs and symbols that will be alien to those outside the culture and I think this is ok. Here, the photographs become a challenge for the outsider and this goes back to my point of layers in which we see things.

My process involves giving back - returning after each trip, I handed out prints of all the photos I shot. The process is about give and take in equal amounts. This is why I also opted to have my introduction translated into Punjabi, broadening my pool of accessibility. I have 60 copies of the book I am taking back to pind once Covid calms down. This, for me, is the most exciting part. To share the story with the people who made it.

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Continuing on from the last question, What are some things photographers should think about when trying to capture an honest or authentic portrait of someone?

For me the person being captured has to be comfortable. If it helps, explain as much as possible to them about why you’re taking their photo. Earn their trust, be open and communicate clearly. There is no harm in asking for portraits if you feel shy to approach someone. Always take your time composing and setting up the shot, as you may never see them again. If the environment allows, try to incorporate it into the photograph for extra depth. Try different angles and distance if you’re presenting the images as a series. This can help build a story about a person. Inevitably the photo will always show your relationship with your subject in that moment.

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To end things off, do you have a favourite shot from your book?

My favourite shot is the one of 6 children with white dastars (turbans) waiting to go to school. I love the feeling of this image. The layers of faces beaming back at you. It was 7:30am in the morning and they looked pristine waiting for the school bus amongst all the dust. I feel like it reminded me of my childhood and I could relate to them. I love that this is a normal scene in pind. To look the way they do is not something that would be considered odd. As like many of the shots in the book I feel as though they’re looking at us and not the other way round. This photo reminds me to always capture feeling and emotion in my work. I have this up in my house.

Sangwoo Suh - Finding the Homeland

Finding the Homeland is photographer Sangwoo Suh’s conceptualization of an idealistic land in which we claim as our home. It is an unclear and cloudy place, on the cusp of reality, existing only through the influences of Westernized ideals, media representation and memorabilia from our youth. Sangwoo writes, “I feel like I have lived in that world for a while, but this homeland does not exist, it is only in my head.” Exotic nostalgic is the term Sangwoo uses to describe this sense of having grown up in a Westernized South Korean society, “I convinced myself into believing that I inhabited the Western world because of its influences all around me.”

Through Sangwoo’s photographic journey in Italy, we’re able to perceive these feelings of exotic nostalgia. The warm tones of each photograph evoke the sense of a home, welcoming and safe, yet, in its far-off beauty, we’re reminded of the distance between the photographer and photograph–Sangwoo cannot inhabit this homeland, it can only be re-visited, and re-imagined through photographs.

- Alexa Fahlman


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I was born in Jinju in 1994 and mostly raised in Jamsil, Seoul. While growing up, I fellt a strange separation between the two worlds around me: Western and Korean. I think this was because Jasmil was especially gentrified for the 1988 Seoul Olympics. It has western-style buildings, Olympic stadiums, monuments, a fancy science experience museum, and a huge amusement park and department store. There is even an American casual restaurant called “Chilis” which has predominantly foreign workers. I used to go there with my parents and cry on Christmas Eve as a guy gave me a present while dressed in a Santa costume. Whenever I went outside, I experienced this Westernized environment.

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I remember my dad always brought me a present when he came back from business trips. Those presents were mostly from the U.S. and Canada. One of the gifts that influenced me most was a toy that I could make into an American village. It had a long railroad and alongside it, there were many houses, bridges and village details. It all appeared so real that I felt like I was living in that village.

In the same room where I played with my toy, I could also see real rail tracks from the subway outside my window. When I got bored of playing, I’d switch my attention to the subway rail tracks. This back and forth often blurred the real and unreal landscapes of my childhood.

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On weekends, I used to watch Western movies on TV. Compared to the life outside of my door, the films were made up of such stunning worlds. I yearn for this world, but since I was so young, I don’t remember the names and stories of the movies. Now, I’m left with these secondhand, fictitious cultural experiences; the imagery that I saw in these films is strongly carved into my soul. I remember an American cowboy riding a horse, Roman soldiers fighting, European nobles and peasants going on adventures, intense golden sunsets, a cozy house lying beneath silver moonshine, old Italian houses, and flowery highlands.

This works as the primary vision of my ideal homeland. These memories inspire me to long for the homeland that I can’t visit. However, I can partially explore it as a I go on a journey. Then, my longings are partly satisfied as I capture and collect my journey.

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Ruan Van Jaarsveldt and Armand Nel - South African Youth in Conversation

SAY (South African Youth in Conversation) is an intense and candid confrontation with issues surrounding South African youth. It shows a spectrum of identities, portraying their often misunderstood, contrasted, and contradicting ideals. Although the once racially segregated society now claims to live in unison, Armand Nel and Ruan Van Jaarsveldt turn to South Africa’s youngest generation to question whether there is true unity amongst South African citizens, or if such a statement simply eludes to equal voting rights.

Photographic portraits and interviews examine the differing personalities and cultures of young South African citizens. Here, Armand and Ruan’s aim is to portray how each individual is affected in a society where no particular group feels fulfilled. The simplistic nature of meeting by chance conversation ensures spontaneity and honesty in an area which is contrasted by its diversity. SAY’s photographs document the raw and unfiltered lives of South African Youth, showing how this nation has both grown and failed to grow in its infant democracy.

See more from SAY below

-Alexa Fahlman


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“People say if you grew up in Soweto, chances are you won’t make it. That’s bullshit. People make it in the Kalahari.”

“People say if you grew up in Soweto, chances are you won’t make it. That’s bullshit. People make it in the Kalahari.”

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“My tattoos represent the native Africans. You see, it represents knowing- being enlightened”

“My tattoos represent the native Africans. You see, it represents knowing- being enlightened”

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“The biggest problem is an inferiority complex. The kids feel like they can’t make it. They don’t feel like they’re worth much.”

“The biggest problem is an inferiority complex. The kids feel like they can’t make it. They don’t feel like they’re worth much.”

“ I don’t think certain people fully understand what racism is and what it means, and the difference is in upbringing. I don’t think people truly grasp how it affects people.”

“ I don’t think certain people fully understand what racism is and what it means, and the difference is in upbringing. I don’t think people truly grasp how it affects people.”

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“Back then you can say there was Apartheid and all that, and it was painful. But people prayed, we prayed at school. We prayed at home. We carried a value system.”

“Back then you can say there was Apartheid and all that, and it was painful. But people prayed, we prayed at school. We prayed at home. We carried a value system.”

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“I was speaking to my waiter and he literary has two degrees. Two degrees and he is a waiter. Adults told us to study hard and that meant we’d definitely get a job. We study hard and there are no jobs. What now?”

“I was speaking to my waiter and he literary has two degrees. Two degrees and he is a waiter. Adults told us to study hard and that meant we’d definitely get a job. We study hard and there are no jobs. What now?”

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Alexandre Silberman - Differences and Repetitions

- Aesthetics of disappearance and overlaying in Seine-Saint-Denis-

Established in 1968 for the purpose of fragmenting the Île-de-France’s “red belt,” the Seine-Saint-Denis department was formed in a way that simultaneously attached it to and isolated it from Paris. Ideologically split from the concomitant capital, it was also demographically, economically, and culturally disconnected, all while still being “the periphery of. In opposition to Paris’ immutable heritage, the area asserted its own identity through its heterogeneity, the plurality of its voices, and the radicalness of its mutations. As the 2024 Olympic Games loom, of which it is one of the biggest beneficiaries, the Seine-Saint-Denis finds itself caught up in monumental building sites, whose scope contrasts the reality on the ground. Former vast agricultural plains that have become the most extensive industrial area in Europe, are now suffering from early urbanization; the most cosmopolitan department, but also the poorest in mainland France, happens to also be one of the youngest. Facing a prominent past and a difficult current situation, Seine-Saint-Denis is entering the 2020s with lofty ambitions for the future. At a time in which an army of cranes are working the grounds to build a shiny future–just as much as they are trying to bury an annoying present–it is an entire territory which makes its strata appear in our eyes. Agricultural and industrial, natural and urban, poor and opulent–all these asynchronous layers make up a complex landscape, both spatial and temporal, crossed by a constant balance of power. A balance of opposing the morbid repetition of the identical; the established order and its re-establishment, and the vigorous reputation of difference–that of life that disappears and springs again. Here, the latter has never seemed so beautiful. But, it has also, unfortunately, never seemed so fragile.

1/ Production unit for concrete with Hmong patterns on its silos // Aubervilliers // August 2019  The largest industrial area in Europe in the 1950s, and a symbol of a glorious past, that today is now devastated, the Plaine Saint-Denis extends over …

1/ Production unit for concrete with Hmong patterns on its silos // Aubervilliers // August 2019

The largest industrial area in Europe in the 1950s, and a symbol of a glorious past, that today is now devastated, the Plaine Saint-Denis extends over Saint-Ouen, Saint-Denis and Aubervilliers. It is in this latter city that this concrete production unit is located, strategically close to the Saint-Denis canal. Now famous for its many wholesaler shops (over 1,500), Aubervilliers is also one of the largest concentrations of the Chinese diaspora in France. Just a few steps from these shops (a sign in the background can be seen), the company CEMEX had chosen in 2016 to repaint its silos with Hmong patterns. Coincidence or not, two site employees are from this region.

2/ Babouche in a tram shelter // Porte de la Villette // August 2019   Formerly the “Granary of Paris”, the northern Ile-de-France territories, now corresponding to those of Seine-Saint-Denis, were very active agricultural areas. The Plain of Virtue…

2/ Babouche in a tram shelter // Porte de la Villette // August 2019

Formerly the “Granary of Paris”, the northern Ile-de-France territories, now corresponding to those of Seine-Saint-Denis, were very active agricultural areas. The Plain of Virtues, which spanned Aubervilliers and La Courneuve, was even the largest vegetable plain in France. With the gradual industrialization of the territory that began in the 1950s, concrete replaced mud, and market gardening activity fell sharply.

3/ Raymond young trumpeter of the kimbanguist fanfare // Georges-Valbon Park - La Courneuve // August 2019

3/ Raymond young trumpeter of the kimbanguist fanfare // Georges-Valbon Park - La Courneuve // August 2019

4/ Romuald, young tuba player of the kimbanguist fanfare // Georges-Valbon Park - La Courneuve // August 2019  It is on a section of the old Plain of Virtues that the Georges-Valbon Park was created in La Courneuve. The third largest green space in …

4/ Romuald, young tuba player of the kimbanguist fanfare // Georges-Valbon Park - La Courneuve // August 2019

It is on a section of the old Plain of Virtues that the Georges-Valbon Park was created in La Courneuve. The third largest green space in the Ile-de-France region after the Bois de Boulogne and Bois de Vincennes, it is a plant island in an often very harsh urban landscape. This is where Raymond, Romuald and his colleagues from the Saint-Ouen Kimbanguist brass band rehearse every Saturday, making the brass ring out in the middle of the trees. Practiced almost exclusively in its country of origin, and among its diaspora, Kimbanguism is a religion of Congolese origin based on the Bible, but which includes Africa in the plan of Salvation of God for humanity. Although eminently peaceful, the organization is very steeped in military aesthetics, in which fanfare plays a very important role.

5/ Woman on a scooter // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019

5/ Woman on a scooter // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019

6/ Zar Mohammad, young Afghan refugee // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019His name was Zar Mohammad Miakhil, a young Afghan refugee who had agreed to have his photo taken. With the strange beauty of his presence on the rock, I decided…

6/ Zar Mohammad, young Afghan refugee // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019

His name was Zar Mohammad Miakhil, a young Afghan refugee who had agreed to have his photo taken. With the strange beauty of his presence on the rock, I decided to use my last few millimetres of film to take his portrait rather than my planned panorama. It was by coincidence that nearly a year later, I had come across a news piece in May 2020–that of an Afghan refugee killed by three police offices at Georges-Valbon park in La Courneuve. Before I even read more, I knew it was him.

The story is obviously sordid - under these conditions, how can it be otherwise? On April 15, in the same park emptied by containment measures, the young man was shot by the police in circumstances that are still murky. He allegedly threatened the police with a knife–three bullets, including one in the head. The fact is freezing, but made no noise. As Covid-19 took all the media space, few went to the case of Zar Mohammad Miakhil–a 25 year old man, described as calm and smiling by his relatives, but who for some time, also fell prey to a deep depression.

While we have talked a lot about the victims of Covid during the health crisis, it is also important to talk about the victims quarantine has killed. It has left people in complete psychological and social distress. If I had photographed Zar Mohammad Miakhil on this rock when it was at the centre of a desired territory, far from the rough urbanity which surrounds him, would he still be here today? It is now quite terrifying to see him peacefully seated, knowing he will only be killed here a few months later.

7/View from the belvedere // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

7/View from the belvedere // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

8/ Naseer // Saint-Denis // June 2020

8/ Naseer // Saint-Denis // June 2020

9/ Jacket in barbed wire // Porte de la Chapelle // June 2020

9/ Jacket in barbed wire // Porte de la Chapelle // June 2020

10/ Former crack hill, in the process of revegetation // Road interchange of Porte de la Chapelle // June 2020

10/ Former crack hill, in the process of revegetation // Road interchange of Porte de la Chapelle // June 2020

11/ Refugee camp alongside the Saint-Denis canal // Aubervilliers // May 2020

11/ Refugee camp alongside the Saint-Denis canal // Aubervilliers // May 2020

12/ Kada // Aubervilliers // June 2020

12/ Kada // Aubervilliers // June 2020

13/ Picturesque facade // Aubervilliers // August 2019  Along the Saint-Denis canal stands this painted fresco on the metal wall of a building. A dreamlike landscape of a tree and natural banks, just a stone's throw from the concrete banks of Auberv…

13/ Picturesque facade // Aubervilliers // August 2019

Along the Saint-Denis canal stands this painted fresco on the metal wall of a building. A dreamlike landscape of a tree and natural banks, just a stone's throw from the concrete banks of Aubervilliers, it opens onto a curtain with what appears to be an oriental motif. The building is recognized as a landmark of October 17, 1961, the date of the Paris massacre, where more than a hundred Algerians came to demonstrate for their independence. Inaugurated in 2015, this place is part of the recognition by the French State of the crimes perpetrated during the Algerian war, and more generally, the brutality of its colonial past.

14/ Fishing scene// Aubervilliers // October 2019

14/ Fishing scene// Aubervilliers // October 2019

15/ Construction site along the Saint-Denis canal // Saint-Denis // November 2019  It was by and thanks to the Paris canals, inaugurated in 1821 and of which the Saint-Denis canal is a part, that the industrialization of a hitherto predominantly rur…

15/ Construction site along the Saint-Denis canal // Saint-Denis // November 2019

It was by and thanks to the Paris canals, inaugurated in 1821 and of which the Saint-Denis canal is a part, that the industrialization of a hitherto predominantly rural territory was able to take place. But with gradual deindustrialization, the banks have gradually fallen fallow. Yet, in the run-up to the 2024 Olympic Games, they have once again become a major issue. Already equipped with the Stade de France, the city of Saint-Denis will see the official aquatic center of the competition being built on its land, as well as the athletes' village. This leads to a change in the organization of the territory, especially in its access and circulation routes. The banks, as a privileged connection point between Paris and Seine-Saint-Denis, is thus the subject of a priority development program aimed at transforming the canal into a linear park. To provide for the good performance of all the projects it has to operate, Seine-Saint-Denis has received two billion in investment. A considerable sum for a department which is currently the poorest in mainland France.

16/ Bonifon going home // Saint-Denis // November 2019  In order to go from Versailles to Saint-Denis without entering Paris, Louis XV took a path first called “Princes’ route", then "Route of the revolt". This change in name would have various orig…

16/ Bonifon going home // Saint-Denis // November 2019

In order to go from Versailles to Saint-Denis without entering Paris, Louis XV took a path first called “Princes’ route", then "Route of the revolt". This change in name would have various origins, but always with a common point in a popular uprising against the monarch. Since then, the king has died, but the route is still identifiable, especially in Saint-Denis where the only reminder of this past appellation remains, across the bridge of the revolt. The path of nobility has become a wide road, saturated with cars, the end point of which is a puffy multimodal pole. In this gray din, along Boulevard Anatole France, lives Bonifon. In the middle of a forest of pillars whose height gives the whole appearance of a road cathedral, the concrete slides have become a boundary of property. And despite the unhealthiness of the whole, there emerges here a strange impression of organization, and even of beauty. While the laundry is drying, Bonifon comes in one last time to check if the fire is out, before leaving. "If I'm in the photo, it changes the meaning, it becomes ridiculous." His home is threatened by the development of the new Pleyel interchange, necessary for traffic to the Olympic village. These works, which are very controversial because of its very harmful ecological consequences (forecast of + 30% of traffic in the neighbourhood), have barely started, leaving Bonifon a little respite.

17/ Pleyel tower // Saint-Denis // November 2019

17/ Pleyel tower // Saint-Denis // November 2019

18/ Flyer « Say Jewel to the lady » // Saint-Denis // February 2020

18/ Flyer « Say Jewel to the lady » // Saint-Denis // February 2020

19/ Moussa taking a pause after a shopping session // Porte de Clignancourt // November 2019

19/ Moussa taking a pause after a shopping session // Porte de Clignancourt // November 2019

20/ Four tower Blocks // Aubervilliers // December 2019

20/ Four tower Blocks // Aubervilliers // December 2019

21/ Entrance hall of the Saint-Paul of the Plaine Saint-Denis church // Saint-Denis // March 2020

21/ Entrance hall of the Saint-Paul of the Plaine Saint-Denis church // Saint-Denis // March 2020

22/ Mamadou on the way to go to a New Year Party // Aubervilliers // December 2019

22/ Mamadou on the way to go to a New Year Party // Aubervilliers // December 2019

23/ Roberto, youthful Roma, in front of the family van // Aubervilliers // December 2019  "Nomads are those who do not move. They become nomads because they refuse to leave." Arnold Toynbee, quoted by Gilles Deleuze in POURPARLERS. As I was portrayi…

23/ Roberto, youthful Roma, in front of the family van // Aubervilliers // December 2019

"Nomads are those who do not move. They become nomads because they refuse to leave." Arnold Toynbee, quoted by Gilles Deleuze in POURPARLERS. As I was portraying someone else in front of one of the many vacant lots in the city, Roberto came to see me and asked me to do his. The child was confident. Refusing my initial proposal to do it in front of this same vacant lot, he insisted on doing it in front of his van. He was right. When I returned a few months later, the van was no longer there. The vacant lot was under construction, I then thought back to Toynbee's words. It was in front of his real “territory” that Roberto had chosen to be photographed, one whose stability can only be acquired in motion.

24/ The front tree // Aubervilliers // December 2019  After confinement, I returned to Seine-Saint-Denis to the places I had previously photographed. I was marked by the number of disappearances that there had been. Not all were equally important, n…

24/ The front tree // Aubervilliers // December 2019

After confinement, I returned to Seine-Saint-Denis to the places I had previously photographed. I was marked by the number of disappearances that there had been. Not all were equally important, not all were as brutal, but they all had in common to point out the fragility of the living, here specifically. Here, time seems to flow faster than in the concomitant capital, frantically burying men, animals and plants. Often the weakest. Often the most beautiful. Like this tree, of which there was only a cut trunk in May. The cranes have never seemed to grow so fast. In his major construction project for the 2024 Olympic Games, many residents of Seine-Saint-Denis blamed the department for an ecological denial on its part, endangering the living by the acceleration of the urbanization of its land.

25/ Golden building // Bagnolet // December 2019

25/ Golden building // Bagnolet // December 2019

26/ Equestrian statue // Epinay-sur-Seine // November 2019

26/ Equestrian statue // Epinay-sur-Seine // November 2019

27/ Sheep out // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

27/ Sheep out // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

28/ Livestock classification table // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

28/ Livestock classification table // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // May 2020

29/ Greenhouse // Gally farm - Saint-Denis // February 2020

29/ Greenhouse // Gally farm - Saint-Denis // February 2020

30/ Three sheep in their enclosure // Gally farm - Saint-Denis // February 2020

30/ Three sheep in their enclosure // Gally farm - Saint-Denis // February 2020

31/ Ring-road exit // Porte de Clignancourt // March 2020

31/ Ring-road exit // Porte de Clignancourt // March 2020

32/ Two boys in qamis taking a selfie on top of a concrete pyramid // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019One of the many concrete eruptions in La Courneuve Park is used as play, rest, and an observation space for the various visitors of…

32/ Two boys in qamis taking a selfie on top of a concrete pyramid // Georges-Valbon Park- La Courneuve // August 2019

One of the many concrete eruptions in La Courneuve Park is used as play, rest, and an observation space for the various visitors of the site. It also echoes the words of Allain Provost, landscaper in charge of the project, who compared the mass of work required the construction of the park "equivalent to four pyramids of Cheops". But, it is above all, an imprint of a fundamentally heterogeneous territory, in which the different strata - nature / urbanity / plant / humanity/ past / present - coexist to compose a sometimes strangely beautiful landscape.

Mara Sánchez-Renero - Iluikak

In the wayward Mexico of today, where sociopolitical instability has prompted society to lose contact with its roots, heritage, and territory, Veracruz is one of many places where Mexican citizens face injustice on a daily basis. In hopes of bringing viewers’ eyes and attention to its reality. I have chosen to situate myself and my project in this part of Mexico. To open a mountain implies entering its multiple dimensions: the mountain as a way of life, as a secret, as a fantasy, as a history, as a nature, as time. The mountain range of Zongolica in the state of Veracruz, is tracked by the slow construction of these photographs, shaped by high, mid and low lands as a constant transition of heights and humidity. Its original inhabitants, the Nahuas people since ancient times are country workers and more and more they become migrant communities due to the precarious socio-economic conditions and violence in the region, being Veracruz one of the most violent states in the country. Iluikak, which in Nahuatl means "close to the sky" is a project that assumes fully the tight relationship between what a photographic image creates and the real it comes from. It leads through the furrow between documentary and fiction. In the images, which are tied in their temporalities from the idea of act, a space is managed not only for the visions and symbols of the mountain to emerge, but to create an imaginary at the same time abstract and concrete from the pendular relationship between the visible and the invisible.

Guannan Li - Glimpses of China

Thursday Spotlight: About ‘China Glimpses’ – words by Guannan Li:

China Glimpses is a collection of street-photographs taken in and around China from 2017 – 2019. Most of the places are quite personal ones that I’ve revisited many times, others I came across in passing. The paper horse, for example, is from a shop specializing in tomb supplies and it's very close to where my grandparents are buried. The man with the glasses and plastic bags – I call him “Mr. Cats” because he brings fresh drinking water and food for stray cats to a nearby campus twice a week. He tells me he has been doing this for over a decade. Then there are images that just "feel" very Chinese to me – like that half-hidden Mahjong garage – venues like that are now forbidden, but continue to exist, often hiding in plain sight – on that particular day, it was simply too hot to keep the gate closed. To me, these images represent a China that is dreamy, deeply human and fleetingly surreal at times.

Daria Nazarova - The Time of Water

Photographer Daria Nazarova’s familial history is deeply connected to Mologa, a once inhabited land, now submerged beneath the Rybinsk reservoir. Between 1937 and 1941, more than 130,000 people were forcibly displaced to make way for a hydroelectric dam.

Older houses were burned, stone houses were destroyed, while the rest were dismantled and transported to new locations. Those who were able, moved to nearby places often close to the seashore. However, many residents couldn't afford to move their homes and either sold them at cheap prices or became homeless. Unable to survive the shocks of illness, poverty and harsh environments, many previous residents died as a result. In total, an estimated 700 villages were flooded; while more than 50 churches, 3 monasteries, noble estates with surrounding territories, gardens, parks, and the estate of Musin-Pushkin were destroyed and drowned at the order of a hand.

Daria found herself drawn to these places in search of stories to locate her past. Indifference, she notes, “is impossible now, as it is impossible to change the past.” Articles were not enough; Daria searched restlessly for live witnesses, those who kept the stories of their relatives, “I needed photos, documents, letters, evidence.” However, for some time there had been a ban on speaking of Mologa leaving former residents too afraid to share information. Despite the more recent opportunities to recount Mologa’s history, many people have remained in silent acceptance. With a camera in hand, Daria chases the inevitability that soon, there will be no one left to remember Mologa. 

- Alexa Fahlman

Daniel Bracken - It’s Safe Behind the Glass

It’s Safe Behind the Glass is a working title, taken from an enclosure sign at the London Zoo. Forming an illustration of time loss, the photographs conceptualise a gap between the perceived and physical – brushing against fleeting moments within the domestic and the natural worlds. The images string together a narrative that alters our perceptions on looking. Much like spectres of memory, they slip into and out of sequence, showing an affected familiar moment; a nod towards the Uncanny. The photographs become timeless and frozen. Drawn from personal dreams and memories: archives, manuscripts, and novels become the main inspirations for delineating images. Referencing Virginia Woolf’s narrative techniques, the photographs drift past autobiography - out of their timelines, out of their environments; and become familiar moments that have been forever changed. It is these gaps where the body finds its weightlessness. Abysses of anonymity, of time loss. A shift out of space – out of time. The images further contrast meticulous human intervention through evidence of craft and labour. The natural world becomes changed, almost forced to stop. Time that has been lost, trapped in the instant, but mostly forgotten in these spaces. Abandoned. The defiled grave, the decrepit rituals. Research into Victor Turner’s Liminal and Liminoid become important: these ritualistic moments between “being” and “becoming”. Perhaps this is where the photographs sit: as the Double within nature, a mirror to time. The viewer is forced to look between the perceived and the photographic.

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Elliot Cole - A Hull to Hold The Waves At Bay

A Hull To Hold The Waves At Bay considers the subject of mental health and how we manage it. It is a journey of self-exploration that contemplates our interaction with our surroundings and how we reduce the impact of our symptoms. Inevitably my own experiences are intertwined amongst the stories of the subjects. The time spent making the photographs allows for conversation and informs a more collaborative approach. The series presents a culmination of the momentary calm, the warmth and the fleeting clarity afforded by these coping strategies juxtaposed with the difficulties and frustrations encountered along the way.

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