1999, Gundlupet, India
Plate 35, 27x18
I shot this horror scene in Gundlupet, India in 1999. I did not want to take the shot, but I knew I must. I believe it to be wrong to kill anything that lives, so the picture is a great contradiction for me. What struck me, however, was that the man could hardly see. In fact, talking to him and seeing him move, I felt he must have been fully blind. I thought that at least he did not completely see what he was doing. The whole area was a kaleidoscope of different animals at different stages of death. At first, I walked past the shop, but I was called back by the noises, by the smell, by the agonies and the general disharmony. It all seemed wrong, for I could not find a pinch of harmony, of joy in the whole scene. How do we photograph death?