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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...

We are not tourists We are journalists We fly out from Heathrow, Bristol, Glasgow and Newcastle to foreign airports where we are met by charming multilingual individuals employed by the holiday companies that pay for our trips They whisk away our luggage and usher us through customs, ensuring that our initial impression of their country is not of queues and body-cavity searches, but easeful efficiency They escort us around galleries, museums and examples of local industry They arrange courteous meetings with experts in many, many fields We eat eight fine meals a day, and everywhere we go we are presented with plastic bags full of information leaflets, promotional videos and the detritus of marketing: logo hats, boggle-eyed mascots, optimistic stickers   Collectively, we are treated as delegates from a distant kingdom who may – if pleased – bestow great largesse We leave behind most of our gifts, considering ourselves to be above such currying of favours We know the hospitality we want: it involves the bar We know the stories we want: they involve the authentic, the real, the colourful They must also be photogenic, accessible and easily cut-and-pastable Do you have some fun facts about the region? Do I have to write them down or are they on the press release? Could you fax that to me when I’m back in the office? Your English, by the way, is excellent   I was among them once Some of you were there too It was the last decade of the twentieth century and we could put things on expenses   *   During a five-day tour of Hungary we become furious when an elderly reporter from the Birmingham Post insists on interviewing the curator of a porcelain museum What can he possibly want to know? It’s all in the leaflets Just take the leaflets and go   ‘Rural Hungary looks like Somerset,’ says a man from The Mirror as our courtesy mini-bus trundles past thatched cottages, ‘apart from the fact that a freakishly high proportion of the population is selling paprika’   We can’t figure out the preponderance of paprika and we can’t figure out the natural mineral bathing

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

April 2016

DATE NIGHT

Chris Newlove Horton

Prize Entry

April 2016

He said, ‘Tell me about yourself.’ He said, ‘Tell me about you.’ He said, ‘Tell me everything. I’m interested.’...

poetry

June 2013

Major Organs

Melissa Lee-Houghton

poetry

June 2013

When they take my brain out of its casing it will be fluorescent and the mortuary assistant will have...

poetry

November 2013

Rescue Me

George Szirtes

poetry

November 2013

Pain comes like this: packaged in a moment of hubris with a backing band too big for its own...

 

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