Monday, 23 March 2009
There are signs everywhere. Trees, shop shutters, lamp posts, hoardings, bus stops, walls, meter boxes, pillars, buses, trains, taxis, windscreens, hanging between buildings and out of balconies. Is it the same primeval instinct that makes men write graffiti on every surface within reach and opportunity?
Monday, 16 March 2009
In Bangalore, India a software engineer killed his 4-day old daughter by throwing her down a well because he felt that she was separating his wife from him. In Bihar, India a 14-year old girl was beaten to death for straying into a field while on her way to fetch a bucket of water. In Gurgaon, Haryana, India four students crushed the genitals of 22-year old while ragging him. In the UK at the G20 Summit a couple of weeks from now, The Economic Times says, 'The emerging nations bloc, including India, is clearly going to make anti-protectionism the cornerstone of their argument. Instead of rhetoric, they're likely to demand clear signals that rich nations aren't bunkering down in nationalistic cubbyholes, while at the same time talking about global coordination'. In South Africa, gangs of men are raping lesbians to cure them.
Thursday, 12 March 2009
Friday, 6 March 2009
With one exception, every letter from A to Z contains empty spaces waiting to be filled. We fill up those hollows with meanings that originate in our cultures and our experiences. Without these origins words are just empty symbols. "He saw a woman's face in the market." An innocuous, everyday occurrence. But not if you are a man, woman or market in Saudi Arabia. The exception is the lower case 'l'.
Thursday, 5 March 2009
Yesterday, when I wrote my first post I was still reeling from the news of a death. It is a strange feeling to read about the death of someone you know in google search results - a small ticker-tape type message that slaps you in the face by taking you unawares. The credit of my attempt at blogging goes to Erik Brandt who is into graphic design education, research and practice. Erik wanted to use some pictures taken by me on his website and wondered if I had a blog that he could mention in the credits. Erik's website is called geotypografika.com and has to be seen and experienced so I will not attempt to describe it here. Thanks Erik.
Wednesday, 4 March 2009
I write for a living, for fun and because I am pretty much useless at anything else. I write pretty much anything but this is the first time I am writing a blog and I don't know what to write. Today I searched for an architect on the net. She had done the interiors of an office I used to work for a few years ago. I found her name on her friend's blog and that she had passed away two years ago on the operating table from a cardiac arrest set off by anaesthesia. She was pregnant then. I still don't know what to write.