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The Spirit of Afghanistan

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 2, 2015 by stevemccurry

“A landscape might be denuded, a human settlement abandoned or lost,
but always, just beneath the ground lies history of preposterous grandeur. . .
They are everywhere, these individuals of undaunted humankind,
irrepressibly optimistic and proud.
– The Carpet Wars, Christopher Kremmer

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Bamiyan

“I have the impression that (Afghan) children are
much more excited about going to school than
children in other countries are.  
They think of it as a special privilege.
Going to school, being with other children,
getting books and pencils – all of that is like a dream for them.”  
– Dr. Cheryl Benard, Veiled Courage

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Kabul

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Near the Afghan/Pakistan border

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Kabul

If literacy rates were measured by a nation’s proverbs and poetry,
Afghanistan would be one of the most literate countries on earth.
These two forms of the oral
tradition have been embraced for
centuries and reveal the spirit and soul
of the Afghan people.

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Jabal os Saraj

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Kabul

In Afghanistan, the tradition of poetry writing and recitation dates back a thousand years.
To lend credibility to an argument, the preface,
“The poet says…”   denies the listener the opportunity to disagree.

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Pul i Khumri

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Kabul

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Maimana

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Bamiyan

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Kabul

Kabul
Every street of Kabul is enthralling to the eye
Through the bazaars, caravans of Egypt pass
One could not count the moons that shimmer on her roofs
And the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls.
– Saeb-e-Tabrizik
Translation by Josephine Davis

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If my heart trembles
for Kabul,
it’s for the slow step of summer noons,
siestas in my father’s house which,
heavy with mid-day sleep,
still weighs on my ribs…

It’s for the hawker’s cry
of the vegetable seller doing his rounds,
lost in my neighbours’ troubled dreams,
that my heart’s trembling.
– Shakila Azizzda

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In Afghanistan, you don’t understand yourself solely as an individual.
You understand yourself as a son, a brother, a cousin to somebody,
an uncle to somebody.
You are part of something bigger than yourself.
– Khaled Hosseini

Jalalabad, Afghanistan, 1992, AFGHN-10225. Portrait of a man with cloudy beard. MAX PRINT SIZE: 30X40 final print_milan Portraits_Book In The Shadow of the Mountain_Book Looking East_Book PORTRAITS_book PORTRAITS_APP final print_Beetles and Huxley NYC9239, MCS1992006 K103 Retouched_Sonny Fabbri 02/05/2014 MAX PRINT SIZE: 30X40
Jalalabad

 Yet even at their most turbulent, the Afghans have tended to impress
travellers with
their dignity and hospitality as much as their fierce independence.
– William Dalrymple,  author of Return of a King: The Battle for Afghanistan 1839–42

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Up to their ankles in mud, villages near Kandahar clear accumulated silt
from a karez, 
or underground channel, an ancient irrigation method.

00113_18, Shia Mosque, Chindawal,Kabul, Afghanistan, 2002. AFGHN-12669. A woman in Afghanistan. retouched_Sonny Fabbri 7/15/2015
Chindawal, Kabul

00214_06, Hazrat Ali Mosque, Mazar i Sharif, Afghanistan, 1992, AFGHN-10164NF7. Salat at Blue Mosque in Mazar-Sharif, Afghanistan, 1992. MAX PRINT SIZE: 30x40 Hazrat Ali Mosque final print_HERMITAGE final print_Zurich final print_Beetles and Huxley Fine Art Print retouched_Sonny Fabbri 05/28/2014
Mazar-e-Sharif

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The Lives We Live

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 19, 2012 by stevemccurry

The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
– Flora Whittemore

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Maimana, Afghanistan

Since the beginning of time, doors have
symbolized both great opportunities and thwarted dreams.

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Varanasi, India

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Morocco

The open door is a metaphor for new life, a passage
from one stage of life to another, and metamorphosis.
Closed doors represent rejection and exclusion.

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Kashmir

The Door
Too little has been said
Of the door,
its one face turned to the night’s
Downpour
and its other
To the shift and glisten of firelight.

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Bamiyan, Afghanistan

For doors are both frame and monument
To our spent time,
And too little
Has been said of our
coming through and leaving by them.
– Charles Tomlinson

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India

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Cambodia

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Tibet

A door just opened on a street–
I, lost, was passing by–
An instant’s width of warmth disclosed
And wealth, and company.

The door as sudden shut, and I,
I, lost, was passing by,–
Lost doubly, but by contrast most,
Enlightening misery.
– Emily Dickinson

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Kabul, Afghanistan

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Mingun Pagoda, near Mandalay, Burma/Myanmar

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West Kabul, Afghanistan

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India

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Los Angeles, United States

The door swings open:
O god of hinges,
god of long voyages,
you have kept faith.
It’s dark in there.
You confine yourself to the darkness
You step in.
The door swings closed.
– Margaret Atwood

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Kabul, Afghanistan

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Bamiyan, Afghanistan

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Bombay/Mumbai, India

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Kabul, Afghanistan

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Dhaka, Bangladesh

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Monastery at Rolous, Cambodia

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Macedonia

The Door

Go and open the door.
Maybe outside there’s
a tree, or a wood,
a garden, or a magic city.

Go and open the door.
Maybe a dog’s rummaging.
Maybe you’ll see a face,
or an eye, or the picture of a picture.

Go and open the door.
If there’s a fog
it will clear.

Go and open the door.
Even if there’s only
the darkness ticking,
even if there’s only
the hollow wind,
even if nothing is there,
go and open the door.

At least there’ll be a draught.
– Miroslav Holub
translated from the Czech by Ian Milner

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Yemen

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Vietnam

The closing of a door can bring blessed privacy and
comfort – the opening, terror.
Conversely, the closing of a door can be a sad and final thing –
the opening a wonderfully joyous moment.
– Andy Rooney

Family, Nature’s Masterpiece

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 11, 2010 by stevemccurry
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Tagong, Tibet

 

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Families return to Herat, Afghanistan

 

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Burma/Myanmar

 

“Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family. Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.”
-Jane Howard

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Viet Tri City, Vietnam

 

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Tihamah Plain, Yemen

 

“The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.” – George Santayana

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Honduras


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Jodhpur, India


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Shanghai, China


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Maimana, Afghanistan

 

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Tiguent, Mauritania

 

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Macedonia

 

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Cambodian refugees in Thailand

 

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Porbandar, Gujarat

 

“The family is the nucleus of civilization.” –  William Durant

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