And what are the results my friends ask me?
Going to Bangladesh is the first step in finding out how I can start operating in a worldwide public space, instead of having public space stop at the borders of Holland or the West.
Back home in the West I feel caught in the spotlights. Please release me.
I notice how much more alive I feel then when I left. While opening up for the Bangla culture, big emotions get hold of you. Poverty, handicaps, hardship, chaos are difficult to handle if you persist in not looking away. Shahidul coached me through moments of to much pain and confusion so I could continue my research.
Commuting is a worldscript in which people live and work at dazzling long distances apart, as well in time as in space.
Not being able to concentrate I take a walk around the hotel.
The myth of freedom in Western societies.
A person who is prepared to make a fool of herself in order to meet the other.
State of open mindedness. To be observant without making judgments.
The movement that allows one another to make mistakes.
It was nineteen years ago. A small group of people set up a picture agency in the unlikely location of Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh. Named Drik, the Sanskrit word for vision, the agency set out to represent a group of media professionals that other agencies did not cater for, practitioners living and working in the majority world. In the years that have followed, many others from Asia, Africa and Latin America have joined the original group. All of them share a common vision; one that sees the majority world, not as fodder for disaster reporting, but as a vibrant source of human energy and a challenge to an exploitative global economic system.