Last week we had the Pukhtun Festival in Islamabad. When talking to the woman behind it all, Shandana, she told me that this event was not just about the celebration of a culture, it was about the connection the geographical borders cannot end, it was about brotherhood, it was about being there for each other, and it was about unity.
Art plays a huge role in our lives and it is always fun to go around looking for things that inspire, and art is one of them. But for me, the city has always been a great place to find inspiration from. Since I’ve been a kid, I have loved the urban feel of the cities. It’s always held a very magical and a mesmerizing hand on my thoughts.
Over the years, our lives have evolved. Our cities have evolved and it has had a huge impact on our art. To show the urban effect on our art, and our lives, My Art World, the gallery in Islamabad, is displaying a two person show by Mina Arham & Amal Uppal from today to next week, 20th March. It’s gonna be awesome and a fun event.
I finally got a chance to visit the Farmer’s Market at Kuch Khaas. For those of you who don’t know; Kuch Khaas is a center of Art, Culture and Dialogue and one of the most happening places to be if you’re into creative expression. Also, I had interned there, so the place holds a special space in my heart. It felt great to be back.
So the Farmer’s Market is a weekly affair where local produce is sold. And the food, the food just makes it so much more worth the visit. It’s like an explosion of flavor. You just have to go there once. I think I’m gonna be going back a lot. Continue reading Photo Diary: Kuch Khaas Farmer’s Market→
The reason I wanted to edit photos as such is for the mere feeling of memories. It’s a place close to my heart, and my soul. The leaves, the trees, the grass, the fields, everything natural about it. It’s a small city, easy to love.
For those of you who don’t know, I spent five years at a boarding school. While i have talked about how bullied I was there, i found solace in loneliness, and nature. I grew up around it since my childhood, and I have this strange connection to it, like I just can’t let go.
So this is how I tend to see things. And I hope i can stay this way.
Static life. Desi lifestyle mingling with the western electricity. Cars standing in the garages. Moms have nothing to do but gossip. Concrete walls absorbed in the trees. While the horses gallop in the fields surrounding this stagnant world.
This is the Pakistani Suburbia. Miles away from the cities. Miles away from humanity…
I love where i live. But sometimes, I just like to absorb the view and bathe in the beauty. When you take a picture of a certain moment of beauty, you invade the moment. You don’t live in it anymore. It’s like you’re not in that dimension, and are trying to be in two places at once. It’s not good. Living in the moment is so pure, so human, so natural – taking a picture just might take all the fun away. For that one moment, for that one snap, you are not in THAT moment. And it’s just not worth it…