these are currently the only images I have to offer in honour of that breeding ground of my aesthetics:
|23 al-hamra, off shaheed-i-millat road|
sadly, these are images taken while we were packing to leave it. well, packing hardly describes the process of dismantling four generations of a family’s life, belongings and heirlooms.
suffice it to say that even in its dismembered state,
it exuded the poise and elegance of a
sepia photograph •
• This lamp was part of a set, which, like many other things, had been there for as long as I can remember. It’s amber glow, mellow and ochre like a sepia tone itself, seems to infuse the walls as an homage to memory.
A cacophony of sharp-angles, mirroring archways and a definitive split of colour made the dynamism of this home seem archaic to my brash, 80’s infused childhood self.
I wish I could do more justice to the memory of this house. I’m working on recovering old photographs from various sources in order to paint the bigger picture of the menagerie of intricate delicacy, propriety and grace that this was in its prime.