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For fifteen years Ala Kheir has photographed the riverbanks of Khartoum. Their light. Their edges. The life that gathers where land meets water. Then war reached the city and the river was suddenly out of reach. His photographs have become an archive he never meant to make: a world that no longer exists in the way he knew it.
Spring arrived in the northern hemisphere and with it, that particular restlessness and the impulse to fling open windows and to sort through drawers… well, to begin again.
We call it spring-cleaning but it's older than that. Way older. It's ritual. It's the body remembering what the earth is doing: shedding the accumulated weight of winter and making room for what wants to grow.
I’m excited to announce a new online course I will be running: “The Rest is Memory – Exploring Identity Through the Family Album.”This six-week workshop allows artists to dive into their personal histories, archives, and memories, using photography as a lens to explore who we are, who we were and where we come from.
Through reflective exercises, creative prompts, and personal guidance in a small, supportive group, participants will:
I hope this email finds you well in these challenging times. Not a day passes without me wondering how you are and where your hearts sit. At the moment, I feel incredibly fortunate to be writing from Hamburg, Eastern Cape, in rural South Africa. Although I have now relocated to the UK, I am spending a few weeks here researching and exploring ideas for a new body of work—considering the physical experience of landscape, memory, and history, and how these are told, understood, and reinterpreted.