Privacy

What can a photographer in India capture on film other than disasters or the exotic? Dayanita Singh was preoccupied by this question after she had spent many years documenting the poverty in her homeland. Her answer was a return to the world from which she came, to India’s extended, well-to-do families and their fine homes. Both on commission and on her own, she photographed friends and friends of friends, creating a portrait of another society, complete with its traditional and post-colonial symbols of prosperity.

The self-confident elite of the country is nearly unknown in the West. Privacy provides great insight into a closed world characterized by tight family solidarity. Singh shows the people as they would like to see themselves, in the middle of splendidly decorated rooms and surrounded by possessions that represent their self-image. At a certain point in her work Singh realized that even without their residents, the rooms were occupied by the invisible generations that had lived there before. The book closes with photographs of interiors, empty but still filled with spirits.

With texts by Dayanita Singh and Britta Schmitz
128 pages, 90 tritone plates
20 cm x 24 cm
Clothbound hardcover with dust jacket
Steidl
ISBN: 3-88243-962-9
Publication date: February 2004

Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh
Privacy - Dayanita Singh

REVIEWS

Society and the scalpel of portraiture - Peter Nagy, The Hindu, Oct 13 2002
Documentation of Life - Gayatri Sinha, The Hindu, Nov 30 2003

BOOK TEXT

As the oldest of 4 sisters, I was the most photographed child in my family. My mother was the family photographer. She would often photograph me just to validate an experience in her own life. When she was taken to stay in a five-star hotel in Kashmir, as a present for bringing me into the world, she placed me on a chaise longue and took a picture in order to prove to her friends that she had actually lived in the presidential suite. I was a mere speck in the photograph, whereas the chandelier was most prominent.