who am I ?
Who am I ?
That is, I know, a deep, deep question. But it is not the deeper religious or philosophical
aspects that I am talking about when I ask that question now.
I was recently directed to an "influence ' my work (in
the 1990s) on Photography and Identity, was having on the current crop of the
new, younger Asian photographers. The
image I was led to was an obvious take off from my Collection of Indian Studio
Photographs. A collection I had begun in
the 1980s as a very political attempt to recover a different way of looking at
Photography. A collection that was made famous as "the
Satish Sharma Collection" in the mid 1990s when it was shown around Europe
and published in a book/catalogue for an exhibition called "Street
Dreams".
That 'Collection' created my identity as a "Collector"
and effectively sidelined my 20 year career and Identity as a 'Photographer'.
I had very consciously
worked on the so called collection as a way of expanding my consciousness as a Photographer.
Something I had made clear in the first paragraph
of my Introduction to the book and exhibition.
The Satish Sharma
Collection. It sounds strange and alien to my ears. Collections, to me, are
about collectors. Rich Patrons investing in Art, patronizing artists and creating
and controlling an all too powerful art world.
An art world that, through an Anglo-American history of Art, has created
a world full of marketable creators of Fine Art – the Artists. A collection is also a body of valuable and
unique objects but I don't see these photographs as unique or valuable
Fine Art. They are simple photographs – examples of a popular culture, a specific response to
Photography. And Photography I see primarily,
as an incredibly pervasive and powerful cultural practice. This collection, then, is an attempt to
recover and define an alternative cultural heritage- a post colonial history
and an Indian, non western, cultural identity.
That the photographs in the book have become just something
to borrow from visually while ignoring and forgetting about the politics behind
the collection, saddens me deeply. The Surface
glance , the 'exotic' look of them, is
all that the 'influenced' Artists and younger photographers now see and steal. They don’t read the deeper political reason
and message behind the collection , it
seems. The message about the creation of
an Other Identity. The importance of
writing an'other' history of Photography and recovering
an'other' Identity - as subjects and as photographers from this part of the world who need to see and be informed by a different
History of Photography.
The successes of that
'collection' of Rotigraphy (and not Rotiography, as the book -courtesy the typos, wrongly put it) created me as a collector , a
writer , and a curator but it successfully
led to the sidelining my identity as a photographer . Something that I
had successfully been, for more than 20
years.
The cover photograph for this issue of "Third
Text" was credited with a "
Photographer and Date unknown. From the collection of Satish Sharma ". I was, of course, not paid for the use of the
photograph. Collectors, it seem , are
not paid. Not by Third Text. And not by the organizers of that exhibition and
the printers of the book. Or at least not
if one is from this part of the ripped off world.
The fact that I can, and do write (and not just Photography) has
also complicated my identity as a photographer.
A photographer who writes, curates, and also researches and collects
photographs is too much for the world to handle, it seems. The latter two identities of mine can be
accepted quite easily, but my also
being a photographer is just too much for people, especially photographers, to
handle.
To be accepted as a photographer I will, it seems, just have to stop
being those other things that I am. A rather critical
writer and a curator/collector with a strong political agenda. That complicates the issue
a bit too much, it seems. It makes too many a bit too uncomfortable. By raising too many questions.
My multiple identities make Photographers just a bit too
uncomfortable. I have learnt that the
hard way. But the stubborn old me just
will not change and project just a part of me as the whole of who and what I am.
Not just a Photographer!
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