I try to perform the “blank spaces” that are formed when everything is taken away from people. How do we come face to face with “nothing’”, with “emptiness’”, where there was something earlier?
I was a refugee myself for a few years, moving from one country to another, knowing full well that at every juncture I was a guest who at any moment might be asked to leave. The refugee’s world is a portable one, allowing for easy movement between borders. It is one that can be taken away as easily as it was given: provisionally and with a little anxiety on the part of the host.
Lida Abdul - White House (2005)
-Collecting berries , Uganda 80’
ZILO x FAITH
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Ian Sheridan | Photographed by Rémi Lamandé for BlackBook
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Russian suburbs are organised in mundane repetition. There is a school, a couple of small shops, driveways with huge holes, hopelessly thin young trees and an elderly grey-haired lady concierge. How Russia’s suburbs became creative hotspots »
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