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Victoria Adukwei Bulley
VICTORIA ADUKWEI BULLEY is a poet, writer and filmmaker. She is the recipient of an Eric Gregory Award, and has held artistic residencies internationally in the US, Brazil and at the V&A Museum in London. A Complete Works and Instituto Sacatar fellow, her pamphlet Girl B (Akashic) forms part of the 2017 New-Generation African Poets series. She is a doctoral student at Royal Holloway, University of London, where she is the recipient of a Technē studentship for doctoral research in Creative Writing.

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On Water

Essay

Issue No. 29

Victoria Adukwei Bulley

Essay

Issue No. 29

& we say to her what have you done with our kin that you swallowed? & she says that was ages ago, you’ve drunk...

Interview

Issue No. 26

Interview with Saidiya Hartman

Victoria Adukwei Bulley

Interview

Issue No. 26

The first time I encountered Saidiya Hartman, she was a voice in salt., an award-winning play by artist and...

Myself Mona Ahmed is a photobook and a work of epistolary world-building Published in 2001 by Scalo, it comprises photographs of the life of Mona Ahmed, a woman who lived in the heart of old Delhi, and letters in which Mona tells her life story She addresses the letters to Walter Keller, the publisher, and signs them off ‘With love, Myself, Mona Ahmed’ The images in the book were taken by the artist Dayanita Singh, Mona’s friend, sibling, parent, lover, confidante – Singh struggles to give their relationship a name She met Mona in 1989, while on assignment for The Times UK newspaper She walked down Akbar Milkman’s Lane, in the historic neighbourhood of Turkman Gate, to the house of Sona and Chaman – a famous pair of hijras from old Delhi, known for their high glamour and elegant dances Mona, who was Chaman’s student at the time, opened the door Covered in jewellery and delicate makeup, she posed for Singh’s camera for hours, only to ask for the film roll, because she wasn’t happy with where the images were to be published The exchange of that first roll of film was the start of a decades-long friendship   Mona was raised in middle-class Delhi, separated from family in Pakistan because of Partition As a child, she read the Quran, played with her dolls and dreamt of becoming a performer When Mona was estranged from her family she found a home with the hijra community She danced at weddings, housewarmings and children’s naming ceremonies; she gave blessings, she sang In 1990, she adopted a baby girl, Ayesha, whose birthmother had died during childbirth Ayesha was orphaned, and left in Mona’s care by her grandmother ‘I distributed sweets in the neighbourhood and recited the azaan (Muslim prayer) in her ears,’ Mona writes in a letter to Keller, ‘I wanted to give her all the world’s happiness’ For Ayesha’s first few birthdays, Mona hosted elaborate parties, inviting hijras from India, Pakistan and Bangladesh Singh was the designated photographer, and the images are magnetic, each detail revealing the thoughtful extravagance of Mona’s world: flower bracelets to welcome the guests;

Contributor

October 2018

Victoria Adukwei Bulley

Contributor

October 2018

VICTORIA ADUKWEI BULLEY is a poet, writer and filmmaker. She is the recipient of an Eric Gregory Award, and...

Nafissa Thompson-Spires’s ‘Heads of the Colored People’

Book Review

October 2018

Victoria Adukwei Bulley

Book Review

October 2018

Somewhere on the internet is a two-hour video of a lecture by the late writer and filmmaker Kathleen Collins, author of the short story...

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Issue No. 8

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Issue No. 8

The manifesto of art collective Bruce High Quality foundation, the subject of an essay by Legacy Russell in this...

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January 2014

Afterword: The Death of the Translator

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January 2014

1. The translator meets himself emerging from his lover’s bedroom. So much for fidelity, he thinks. 2. Je est...

 

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