I have been shooting Hindu feats traditions all part of my cultural inheritance as a lucky Muslim born in India for me being born in an any other country would be cunter productive to my ethos a beggar poet and a lover of Hussain and lover of Humanity.. my Karama My Dharma and my Karbala is India the land where God lives in peace with other Gods.
Read my words as metaphor , read it as a reality but I shoot what my cosmic camera eye was born to shoot .. I could not shoot what I was not destined to shoot.. God has hired my services because he knows a photographer I show his world as it is , without distorting the beauty hidden in ugliness ..
As a poet I fill in blanks with words that he prompts as poetry of life.. I re shoot it and capture its effervescence on your mind and soul as it was reflected on my own mind and soul.
I was interviewed by an Australian network yesterday and…
A Flickr member Nirma has taken all my hijra pictures including the titles and posted it on her site , as her own pictures ,she has managed to steal my pictures although they are protected by a uselss tool called Spaceball ..
She has blocked me so I cant tell her to remove my pictures from her Flickr site I reported abuse on almost 30 pictures on her page and I got a message from Flickr Support that makes me cringe I am a Pro member .. so even your pictures on Flickr can be stolen and you can do nothing but tediously report to Yahoo Copyright .. this is like passing the buck.//
On Fri, May 11, 2012 at 2:46 AM, Flickr Support wrote: Hello firoze shakir photographerno1,
Thank you for contacting Flickr Member Support.
The Flickr team greatly respects the intellectual property of creators. Issues of infringement are handled for us b…
I Learnt Photography Shooting Against The Light, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. i shot seamlessly what i had to shoot i shot the darkness at dawn in daylight.. cartier bressons decisive moment was not for me i shot against the light fuck the renaissance pompous pedantic fat assed rule makers fuck f stops alright ..i could not shoot sunsets sunrise ..i shot the poetry of pain i shot the poor whores in redlight areas i shot their weeping vaginas i shot the poetic plight of lost wombs torn by testicular might i shot the lost tribe of a lesser known god of the hijras i shot them in color a creaking cot a lance protruding from their backsides... fetid smell of dry semen as stains on the human consciousness ..no respite ..i decided i will not manipulate the soul of what i saw no i will not shoot art black and whites i will not pretend to be god i will simply paint his underworld with light .
i shot the destiny of man lost illusions the urchin in his clenched fist empty …
Because Media And Celebrity Photographers Dont Have Time To Shoot All This I Decided To Shoot Their Story as a Blog, a photo by firoze shakir photographerno1 on Flickr. I shoot what I was destined to shoot ..the tree of ancestry branches roots to my country's unique heritage of perseverance through pictures as poems I pay tribute , culture rituals tradition of my people as offshoot , a captive moment from the camera on your consciousness as offshoot.... pictures that talk to you invite you although mute .. and to the lady a better more bolder photographer than me on googleplus who called this gross ..I refute ..a million time lucky I dont shoot what she shoots plastic smiles that as fine art on the soul of photography she dilutes ..
This poem is a response a late response a delayed response ..poetically astute.. diabetic delirious to the Tamil people the heroes of this spiritual drama I shot barefoot ..with unkindled passion as I await my impending death and doom.. beggar poet no…