With Our Own Dust
“Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.”
(John Webster – English Writer and Playwright, 1580-1632)
This will be the last picture which belongs to the series shot in my street in Varanasi (Benaras) while four men were emptying plaster bags from a truck.
I might upload more in this set later.
Those poor guys have to work with dust all day and no one seems to care about the danger on their lungs.
This is why they kept on reminding me “butoh” dancers performing with white-body make-up in a choreography showing the suffering of Hiroshima’s atomic bomb.
Of course it is easy to compare this concept of art to those workers living in dust.
My attempt was to show a kind of beauty among what I find a painful condition in order to attract the attention on those men’s fate.
Thank you again for all your mails and comments on this set.
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