By Kamran Karim
The photographic journey offers a space for observer to make his own world of imagination and fantasy. We live time to subsume or welcome new ideas or intuition coming out of work. Awaiting is processing vision of abstract. It is not just a visible world; encircling signs and dotes with centrifugal force. An elusive layer over manifold structures exist in abstract reality. A lens directs us to visit existence with a cosmic silence in space and time.
A new emerging photographer, Menail Javed lives a story of her own. She captures the river going inside being. Which is without any insertion of vibes. She is an art history student with an interest in photography. Her vision is abstract more than impressionist. The abstract nature offers a glowing vision. It is an incessant vision of inner cosmos. A thought of photograph inside cosmos has a sensation of existential reality. It is without source of creation appears outside of language. An abstract horizon is appearing within and outside of mind. A serene silence of subject captures an inside change.
She has no subject and object, her aesthetics have magnetic relation to see unseeing. She lives as unlived. Nothing is captured of anything. No-choice in taking a picture is magic of story. Choice to not choose is eloquent. I take her dimension of being in in-itself, rather possessed being or constructed one.
Explicit view of photographs have a way to unlearn what we learned. The silence of sensation tells story of being humanized. The legacy we carry is overemphasized difficult to curtail unnecessary cultured-subjects. We encounter forced vibes and pseudo pleasures. Yet, essence of life is calm, silent, and simple.
She is not bothered in machine of desire. The flexibility of lens is not showing showed, softens abstract, explains unexplained.
The interest transcends desire. Interest and desire play interchangeable role. The desire of object to get captured at interest of photographer is visible.
An ideal photographer captures the moment suits best to simple nature, yet, would be a transparent reflection of the object. It is difficult to capture an object in a manner offers a moment which photographer knows suddenly.
The subject of photography has no color of interest, colors distort things and essence, at the certain degree colors makes difference to make visible world vibrant and lively. She views the ideas as imperative in work. I’m sharing her four pictures, which have an episodic story in essence.
The title ‘death’ gives a sensation of death, or idea of minimal death. While having a look, observer can go on the journey of consciousness, from death to enlightenment. The untold story exists in the womb of birth. We go on a journey without psychedelic drug session.
The second title ‘Into-life’ is a new awakening of consciousness. A wavy energy flows through her stretched neck coming out of existence. Eyes receive it to touch cosmos, a reunion of beings with cosmic beings. Taking a sigh, speaks “I’m juxtaposed with me not in a static sense but in splinted format. I exist inside as a drug get blurred. I flow into chaos inside from outside and Vic versa. I feel listening me in comforts of mind availing spiritual employment. The life go around sun of life and moon of death.” An utter welcome she receives from visible world, an inner cosmos is conversing with constellations of outside.
The title ‘conscious’ is cocooned in idea of dance dies in thought of death. She suspect sigh of pain at the behest of life. She has a story in staring, “I feel the moment of life inside cosmos overarching possibility of impossible. I subsume ultimate, soothing cozy wave prevails. I feel the content of silence. I urge to say hello to myths and misapprehensions. I led me to listen chirping, uninterrupted stream.” Her understanding seems challenging to world, a ‘deviant gaze’ has a message of a ‘rebellious spirit’.
The title ‘I’m’ has a similar story of an ideal ‘Woman’, who has freed her being into no-territory liberating in no way. Her lens with a distinct story is beyond making visible anything. Creating milieu of leisure for ethereal nourishment. “I live a moment of no moment with no color, living in me.”
Many thoughts visits us in abyss. Our blurred sculpture gets shatter, and objectify where what exists with ‘why’ questions. We become someone when someone exists. The moment we starts to come out of existence when they disappear. Though we are construction of literature, symbolism, and humanizing project. But, her object is not romanticized remain a question without answer thus it could not be question. The inner confidence is coming out by nowhere. I don’t bother to make sense of beginning, rather receive fruits and wisdom. When I think to give meaning, beginning’ gets in trouble, in a sudden way I starts to humanize ‘me’. Me is enough aware to unlearn, and dehumanize I.
The moment I welcome substantial me, I feel the process of unlearning. I don’t think then to believe unbelievable, a journey to go beyond destiny would be possible. We should explore essence of her beyond given roles and attributes. A journey to go beyond her should be carried beyond patriarchal intellect. A woman with a gentle soul is housed in each of us, we have her presence, aroma, and sense. A melody of stream is at the heart of meadows, she sings voice of abstract, exists around existence.
The writer is interested in Social Sciences focused study is in Philosophy & Consciousness. Kamrankarim96@gmail.com