workshops

in ajays workshop the students are seem to be trying to reconstruct their selves through looking at themselves again through images and talking about those images. such interesting conversations from such simple acts. today he showed them ‘hiroshima mon amour’ that beautiful film where love and devastation are woven together with stream of consciousness meanderings. if france is where the womans first love lived and died it is hiroshima where it is found mirrored. as illicit as her love was for the enemy is the love that she feels for the stranger she meets in japan. she is afraid to love again and let go lest she forget- and we forget the horror of nuclear war.

rahul is on the other hand excavating the violences we take for granted he is paralleling our lives with those who live in admittedly more extreme siege lie situations. surveillance and suspicion are not reserved for those in war zones but have seeped into our everyday lives- and we take them for granted.

ashoks workshop is looking at the way resistances can emerge in the city – the forms that it takes. the students are prying away at the staff looking at the ways in which our defence and offense mechanisms are put to play. stealthy these kids can be.