Tag: People
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An open forest
An open forest In 2011, we were building our house on a mountainside in Kumaon, in the Indian Himalayas. I always walked through this open woodland from where I was staying to the building site. I still walk through it regularly and still find it beautiful. It must be down to the gently sloping terrain…
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Nocturnal Prague
Nocturnal Prague Time for a little story, for you to imagine … Photos of the week: Prague, Czech Republic 2007
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Fondness
Fondness Which one shall we take? The food vendor smiles. The mother chooses. Love streams. Photo of the week: Gion, Kyoto, Japan 2008
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I know where I’m going!
I know where I’m going! A deserted beach. A flag on a pole in the wind. A woman walks with unfaltering steps straight to the point. What point? Where? Why? “I know where I’m going!” says her body. For us who only have one image and not the whole film, it will remain a mystery.…
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Tableau vivant
Tableau vivant Scene at an art fair – visitors miming gestures as accidental actors in a shadow play unaware of the spatial configurations their poses produce on stage. Photo of the week: Art Genève, Geneva, Switzerland 2015
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And her name is Freedom
And her name is Freedom She noticed that I was looking closely at the reliefs on a wall at Persepolis. She asked if I liked them. She was sitting on a bench and offered me some nuts. I sat down next to her and we got talking – about art, about my country, about hers.…
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V for Victory
V for Victory 1979 – …. They are waiting for the moment when the second date can be filled in – and the chapter of the Islamic Revolution in Iran can be brought to a close. The younger generation seems ready for it. For them, a new chapter begins tomorrow. The chapter of a free…
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Learn young …
Learn young … Growing up in the 1950s in the catholic south of the Netherlands, my primary school was run by friars. For girls there was a convent school. Seeing these white-hooded, charmingly looking girls I get visions of hundreds of schools full of them, condemned by the Mullahs to become budding little nuns in…
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Victory Red
Victory Red Nowhere else have I seen such importance attached to bright red lips as in Iran. Perhaps it is in honour of the 14th-century poet Hafiz, who remains hugely popular in Iran and who never tired of extolling the red colour of wine, roses and his lovers’ lips in his odes.But under the rule…
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Window dressing
Window dressing “How beautiful … will I ever be allowed to wear a dress like this?” White dreams for ladies in black. Photo of the week: Window dressing, Tehran, Iran 2017
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