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Skye Arundhati Thomas is co-editor of The White Review.

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Interview with Bani Abidi

Interview

Issue No. 33

Skye Arundhati Thomas

Interview

Issue No. 33

In the three-minute short Mangoes (1999) by Berlin-based Pakistani artist Bani Abidi, two women sit next to each other on a white table, each with...

Art Review

February 2019

Simryn Gill, Soft Tissue

Skye Arundhati Thomas

Art Review

February 2019

I walked into Simryn Gill’s exhibition SOFT TISSUE at Jhaveri Contemporary on one of the worst days of an...

Joaquim Baiano’s land is near the source of the river, and the pumpkins he grows there are simply unbelievable When his groaning truck arrives at the market, its noise made even more unbearable by the lack of a damper, it’s the pumpkins the people want to see Not everyone is interested in buying them, they’re too big, but everyone likes looking at them, using the palms of their hands to measure the orange curves, tapping on the shells with their fingers to hear the sounds they make Tock, tock Tock, tock No one understands why Joaquim Baiano’s pumpkins are so big, they assume there must be some secret behind it, though they don’t know what exactly It’s the devil’s work, God doesn’t make pumpkins that size, they whisper at the market stalls, their suspicions given further fuel by the fact that Joaquim Baiano never, ever goes to church He doesn’t live off pumpkins alone, today he’s brought bananas, cassava, greens and pigeon peas The peas are pre-weighed and sold in plastic bottles he gets from the wife of the guy who owns the grocery store With all the fizzy drinks people consume there’s no shortage of plastic bottles in garbage heaps, tossed down alleyways or floating in the river, and so instead of throwing them away the grocery store owner’s wife distributes the empty bottles to the poor She’s a serious woman who wears long trousers and does her hair up in a bun, not one for chatting, she just comes out from the back of the store with bags full of plastic bottles, hands them over and turns around again Joaquim Baiano has no wife and it’s quite possible there’s never been anyone Alone in his wilderness, he looks out for himself Since he was a boy he’s washed and repaired his own clothes, cooked his own food and tended to his cassava without uttering a word He doesn’t even have a dog And it was in silence that he arrived early this morning in his truck He came down from the hills, meandering through the shades of

Contributor

February 2018

Skye Arundhati Thomas

Contributor

February 2018

Skye Arundhati Thomas is co-editor of The White Review.

Bani Abidi & Naeem Mohaiemen, I wish to let you fall out of my hands (Chapter 1)

Art Review

February 2018

Skye Arundhati Thomas

Art Review

February 2018

Loneliness is mostly narrative. It also has an aesthetic: an empty tableau in which the lonely act is performed. In Naeem Mohaiemen’s Tripoli Cancelled...
The characters in We That Are Young reside at ‘The Farm’ – a sprawling house in New Delhi complete with its own topiary of fat peacocks, bulbous pink flowers with English names, Fendi furniture, and a room in which it snows at the press of a button It’s not far removed from reality – Antilla, the world’s first billion-dollar residence for a single family of four, is a 40-storey building that towers over the suburbs of South Mumbai, replete with a staff of over 600 people, its own electrical power grid, ten-storey parking for a collection of unusable vintage cars, and a room, of course, where it snows on demand In dialogue with Shakespeare’s King Lear, Taneja’s debut novel explores the lives of a family that owns a multinational conglomerate, ‘The Company’, to which each character’s fate (and inheritance) is inextricably tied We have our patriarch, the Lear figure, Devraj; his three daughters Sita, Radha and Gargi; and his right-hand man Ranjit’s two sons, Jeet and Jivan The embarrassment of riches makes for an irresistible, if outlandish, setting; Taneja vividly indulges our intrigue in the way the rich conduct their daily lives, letting her words ooze out their luxury – filthy, yet so desirable After a particularly gruesome scene in which Radha administers the plucking out of a man’s eyes, she steps back into her suite and calls for a pot of first flush Assam, and rose macaroons   A reinterpretation of Shakespeare is the perfect postcolonial conquest: he remains the epitome of the Western canon, patriarchal, and repeatedly failing to include representations of the ‘other’ without recourse to parody Mainstream appropriations of Shakespeare in South Asia, such as Bollywood filmmaker Vishal Bharadwaj’s trilogy Maqbool (Macbeth), Omkara (Othello), and Haider (Hamlet), have generally taken us to rural settings, wherein tragedy is relegated to a matter of the lower castes Taneja, a Shakespearean academic and human rights activist, eschews such stereotypes, and goes straight for the jugular: the innate hypocrisy of the Indian class and caste system ‘It’s not about land, it’s about money,’ states the first line of the book, taking
Preti Taneja’s ‘We That Are Young’

Book Review

October 2017

Skye Arundhati Thomas


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Prize Entry

Issue No. 20

The Refugee

Kristen Gleason

Prize Entry

Issue No. 20

Brian Ed waited outside the ration house. Merlijn took his time coming to the door, and opened it slowly....

poetry

Issue No. 3

Cousin Alice

Medbh McGuckian

poetry

Issue No. 3

Your mountain is robed in sombre rifle green And one of its greener fields is suddenly Black with rooks....

Interview

May 2015

Interview with Maggie Nelson

Jess Cotton

Interview

May 2015

Nothing, it seems, falls outside Maggie Nelson’s field of inquiry. The author of four books of poetry and five...

 

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