In last week's Tehelka magazine, I clicked a few pictures to support a story by Aastha Atray Banan called "Anish Kapoor goes to Dharavi".
Here are a few side shots from the Slumdog Tourism event. The exhibition in the heart of Dharavi was organised by three NY based artists and the people who came to see were mostly expats and Mumbaikars armed with cameras like me. As for the locals, here's what Tehelka had to say:
"a befuddled housewife could be heard wondering, “Why are these people here?” or a paanwala ruing, “These guys have not even left us any place to pee.” The artists may go back with a new-found respect for India’s poor and their resilience, but it’s difficult to say how much the residents of the slum really felt part of it."
Beedu, we know what people do for a living over here. Go show it in New Yark.
Hmmmm.
So when will they show Dabangggg?
The people who came to see the exhibition became the exhibits.
"a befuddled housewife could be heard wondering, “Why are these people here?” or a paanwala ruing, “These guys have not even left us any place to pee.” The artists may go back with a new-found respect for India’s poor and their resilience, but it’s difficult to say how much the residents of the slum really felt part of it."
Beedu, we know what people do for a living over here. Go show it in New Yark.
Hmmmm.
So when will they show Dabangggg?
The people who came to see the exhibition became the exhibits.
The Slumdog Gallery.
And finally the section the locals loved. A wall with their own photographs.
And finally the section the locals loved. A wall with their own photographs.
