An aging movie theatre owner in a small town near Kolkata, India, is forced to send his dreams up in […]
Volume 29 Issue 3
Truth be told, I’ve been neglecting my boudoir. J’ai négligé mon boudoir.
Grant Munro, affectionately known as “Grantie” to his friends, is as beguiling and entertaining as ever, edging toward his mid-nineties.
I don’t know about you, but when I think of American photographer Robert Mapplethorpe, I think of the height of his notoriety in the 1980s, when he photographed the rich and famous the way Rodin sculpted busts for his aristocratic patrons.
The images of flowers framed in dark secrets
Cinema South Asia: the human condition in all its complexity
“There is no place for the state in the bedrooms of the nation”
Ephemera is a metaphor for humans connecting with both inner and external nature.
Read Chomsky. Things are dangerous and bad things happen. But you can't let fear control you, you'll never get anything done.
India in the 1960s. We were growing up very quickly, and could not imagine the luxury of a boudoir, or even a room of one’s own, closed to others.
In cartoons I value symbolism and imagination. Cartoons for me are real art.
Boudoir (/ˈbuːd.wɑːr/; French: [bu.dwaʁ]) is a woman's private sitting room or salon in a furnished accommodation usually between the dining room and the bedroom, but can also refer to a woman's private bedroom.
“It’s hard to decipher where the fictional madness and social seclusion begin and end for both the work and life […]
The notion of a place where women can talk among themselves, even sulk – or maybe rant, rage, and agitate – is likely foreign to those who are today engaged in doing this via the various social media that occupy so much daily time.
The story of a marriage in decline and the reasons that will inexorably lead it to its fatal conclusion