From the story ‘Laos: Selection’…
Series started last All Saints Day. In Western culture All Saints Day is traditionally a time to remember the deceased. As it turns out I seem to have quite a few pictures relating to funerals and rituals related to the deceased. In the following posts I will take you to different parts of the world on a not necessarily morbid journey…
LAOS. Luang Prabang. 15/04/1991. Dragon, representing the town's ancestors, in a temple during Pimay (Lao New Year) festivities.
From the story ‘Belgium before I left’…
Series started last All Saints Day. In Western culture All Saints Day is traditionally a time to remember the deceased. As it turns out I seem to have quite a few pictures relating to funerals and rituals related to the deceased. In the following posts I will take you to different parts of the world on a not necessarily morbid journey…
BELGIUM. Gistel. 06/07/1980: Religious procession.
Today, 3 years ago, the Dey Krohom community was brutally levelled to the ground.
That story here…
What happened after the eviction here…
CAMBODIA. Phnom Penh. 24/01/2009: Tools of the workers hired to destroy houses during the final eviction of Dey Krohom.
From the story ‘Germany: Berlin 10 years after’…
Series started last All Saints Day. In Western culture All Saints Day is traditionally a time to remember the deceased. As it turns out I seem to have quite a few pictures relating to funerals and rituals related to the deceased. In the following posts I will take you to different parts of the world on a not necessarily morbid journey…
GERMANY. Berlin. 2/08/1997: Shrine commemorating the victims of war.
Happy Year of the Dragon to all…
From the story ‘Cambodia: Chinese New Year’… (updated today)…
CAMBODIA. Phnom Penh. 12/02/2010: Chinese New year celebrations.
Dear Kodak,
As an iconic contributor to consumerism it is weird that you didn’t see it coming. But, like it or not, in the consumer’s Bible the customer is always right. And the consumer has chosen digital, a path you didn’t really manage to follow…
I will not miss the stains of developer on my clothes, the chemical fumes inhaled during the days or months spent in the darkroom. I might miss the ‘Brownie’ I got for my 10th birthday, but that is sheer nostalgia… I miss a little the inevitable ripening process between taking a picture and actually seeing it appear in the tray. That time, sometimes weeks, allowed the image to settle into an idea, into memory. When the contact sheet finally revealed the truth, it was often disappointing, revealing the flaws, the poor positioning, the lack of focus, the laziness. But it also brought to light/life moments of satisfaction, when everything in the frame miraculously fitted together.
Dear Kodak. I confess I participated to your demise. Nevertheless I am extremely gratefull for what you gave me during all those years. I dedicate the story ‘Dear Colleagues’ to you. And even if the last seven pictures of that set were made with digital, they are heavily indebted to your history.
But a picture is a picture, regardless how it was made. I’m interested in pictures. And as it seems you’ll go on producing film, I might even go back to it once in a while. For memory’s sake…
BELGIUM. Aalst. 17/02/1980: Carnival.
From the story ‘Svans in Georgia’…
Series started last All Saints Day. In Western culture All Saints Day is traditionally a time to remember the deceased. As it turns out I seem to have quite a few pictures relating to funerals and rituals related to the deceased. In the following posts I will take you to different parts of the world on a not necessarily morbid journey…
GEORGIA. Mulaghi. 26/08/1999. Funeral of Mushni Zhorzholiani.
Picture taken on the side when doing the story ‘Mams in Guatemala’…
Series started last All Saints Day. In Western culture All Saints Day is traditionally a time to remember the deceased. As it turns out I seem to have quite a few pictures relating to funerals and rituals related to the deceased. In the following posts I will take you to different parts of the world on a not necessarily morbid journey…
GUATEMALA. Guatemala Ciudad. 29/03/1996: Satyrical manifestation by the students during Friday of All Suffering.