"Can fear hold a city together?" I would replace city with country and say no. Everywhere. The photos are heartbreaking and yes, the absences speak more than the mob. Those oranges!
Thanks for sharing these. I was in lockdown in Delhi when all of this was unfolding. We couldn't breathe in our balcony that suddenly felt way closer to the neighboring funeral grounds. These photos bring it all back: I still haven't been able to write about that time, perhaps confused about how to enter it from my middle-class partially-sheltered vantage point. The muteness and haunting continuity of these images says much more than I could.
"Can fear hold a city together?" I would replace city with country and say no. Everywhere. The photos are heartbreaking and yes, the absences speak more than the mob. Those oranges!
Thank you, the photographs are seared in my soul.
The emotions that have been captured in these photos are heartbreaking.
Thanks for sharing these. I was in lockdown in Delhi when all of this was unfolding. We couldn't breathe in our balcony that suddenly felt way closer to the neighboring funeral grounds. These photos bring it all back: I still haven't been able to write about that time, perhaps confused about how to enter it from my middle-class partially-sheltered vantage point. The muteness and haunting continuity of these images says much more than I could.
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Thanks, It was good to learn about this photographer.
Thoughtful photography and thoughtful writing about it, thank you!