It was our favourite activity, my brother’s and mine, to go and watch the puppet show every year during the sultan of the eleven months. Whenever Ramadan happened to fall in the summer, the old sages of the village would set up their canvas outside on the dirt fields where the decrepit wooden houses crackled in the heat, and perform the Hacivat…

These two photos are part of your larger photography and poetry journal entitled “Subject/Manifest/Destitute”. Would you like to talk a bit about the photographs and poetry of this project that are not represented in the Women’s Issue? Where does each part take place and how do they factor into the four act American drama described in your artist…