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REZA  Nat Geo Explorer, photographer, film maker, curator, philanthropist, رضادقتى fb: Reza photojournalist

INTROSPECTION

To observe the world, to be an humble visual witness its wounds as well as of its victories, is about becoming a sounding board. The photographer can not cheat with witnessing: his photograph is a proof of his presence here or there.
Facing the chaos of the world and returning again and again in the middle of the battle, animated by the desire to tell through the langage of image, needs sometimes to stop. It is necessary to withdraw into silence, contemplating the illusion of nothingness. The calm beauty around strengthen you.

INTROSPECTION

Observer le monde, être le témoin visuel de ses blessures comme de ses victoires, c'est se transformer en caisse de résonance. Le photographe ne peut tricher, sa photographie est la preuve de sa présence ici ou là.
Pour faire face à la cohue du monde, pour y retourner encore et toujours, animé d'un désir de raconter en image, il faut parfois s'arrêter, se replier dans le silence, la contemplation d'un semblant de néant, et se nourrir de la beauté calme autour de soi. #bleu #homme #poetic l#mer #sea #plage #beach #blue #man #eau #bird #oiseau #soaring #emptiness #vide #calme #calm #loneliness #solitude #envol #water #summer #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #webistan #رضادقتى #عكاس @thephotosociety

THE RUINS OF AN ANCIENT CITY While on assignment for National Geographic in Turkey, on the Anatolian Fault and the physical damages through history, I discovered the ancient site of Hierapolis.
The city was ceded to the Romans in 133 BCE, and was later ravaged by an earthquake. Only a few vestiges of her former splendor remain, some engulfed in its hot springs. These warm waters still caress the bodies of the tourists who come to visit.
LES RUINES D'UNE VILLE ANTIQUE
Alors en reportage pour le National Geographic en Turquie, sur la Faille anatolienne et les dommages physiques du jeu des plaques tectoniques à travers l'histoire, j'ai découvert le site antique de Hiérapolis. La ville a été cédée aux Romains en 133 avant notre ère, et a été plus tard ravagée par un tremblement de terre. Seuls quelques vestiges de son ancienne splendeur subsistent, certains engloutis dans ses sources chaudes. Ces eaux chaudes caressent encore les corps des touristes qui viennent visiter.

#bleu #ruins #ruines #archeologicalsite #sousmarin #apollo #tourist #column #blue #bath #archeological #woman#femme #swiming #water #summer #underwater #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #Pamukkalepool #webistan #رضادقتى #عكاس@thephotosociety

Ancestral baths

#Turkey, Pamukkale pool

While on assignment for National Geographic in Turkey, on the Anatolian Fault and the physical damages through history, I discovered the ancient site of Hierapolis.
Who would not love swimming between the columns of the Temple of Apollo in the ancient site of Hierapolis (which means “holy city”). The city was ceded to the Romans in 133 BCE, and was later ravaged by an earthquake. Only a few vestiges of her former splendor remain, some engulfed in its hot springs. These warm waters still caress the bodies of the tourists who come to visit. I found in the walk towards light of this man, the idea of the prenatal experience in the life of every human being. BAINS ANTIQUES
Alors en reportage pour le National Geographic en Turquie, sur la Faille anatolienne et les dommages physiques du jeu des plaques tectoniques à travers l'histoire, j'ai découvert le site antique de Hiérapolis.Qui n'aimerait pas nager entre les colonnes du temple d'Apollon dans l'ancien site de Hiérapolis (qui signifie «ville sainte»)? La ville a été cédée aux Romains en 133 avant notre ère, et a été plus tard ravagée par un tremblement de terre. Seuls quelques vestiges de son ancienne splendeur subsistent, certains engloutis dans ses sources chaudes. Ces eaux chaudes caressent encore les corps des touristes qui viennent visiter. J'ai trouvé dans la marche vers la lumière de cet homme, l'idée de l'expérience prénatale dans l'antre dans la vie de tout être humain.
#bleu #homme #poetic light #lumiere #sousmarin #apollo #tourist #column #blue #bath #archeological #man #swiming #water #summer #underwater #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #Pamukkalepool #webistan #رضادقتى #عكاس @thephotosociety

Irak, Kawergosk Camp

The rain flooded the earth and transformed informal paths into muddy channels. Our feet sink as if into a type of wetland that we can never get out of. The rain beats down upon the roofs of the tents, which bow under the weight of the water. Drops strike. They seem to be a persisting threat. They underline this sad dichotomy between Syria’s past, crushed by war, its people forced to flee, and by the refugees who have an uncertain future. It is cold and wet.
December 13, 2013 was my first day in the Kawergosk Camp, Iraki Kurdistan in the District of Erbil, for a reportage for French/German Media Arte.
It was the beginning of my long term project "Exile Voices" on the refugees around the world.

It was also the beginning of a long term training project with young refugees from 11 to 18.
Because I believe in the importance of visual language, I brought books and 17-some cameras to launch a workshop with children from 12 to 15 years old so that they can use photography to document their daily lives.
The next day the sun decided to mitigate the sorrows of war and to dry the earth, the roofs, the wet clothing, the frozen hands and feet, the despair. To me, the wounds still seem gaping, but I have an appointment with life. It is to open up a new world for each of these young people: that of the image. It is a solemn time: the delivery of the tool which will allow them to express themselves, to tell us their sorrows and their dreams. A long way from our consumer societies they look on with respect and seriousness at the cameras, joy and interest follow.
A world is opening in front of them, that of a new way to write: “photo…graphy”, “writing with light.” The second day shared with the Syrian refugees in the Kawargosk Camp.
Since then, I launched three others photographic training in two different camps.
And so far, the trainings are still going on, thanks to the my Non Profit organization and my own funds. #refugee#refugeecamp #iraqikurdistan #exilevoices #woman #beauty #beaute #femme #serious #portrait #seriousface #syrian #kawergosk #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza#rezaphoto #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #rezaphotojournal

BUILDING BRIDE

I like bridges, all kind of bridges.
They are those tangible and intangible links that fight against division, cleavage.
I like all concrete and virtual actions that connects things, locations but also people, worlds, societies.
I take pictures of bridge around the world, and I try to do my best through my actions to encourage links that bring people together despite their differences..
We should all work in that direction for a better world.

Azerbaijan, Shirvan, Ismailli (Ismayilli) District
An iron suspension bridge spans the Girdmanchay, a fast-flowing river. When it rains heavily, the river smashes against the banks and destroys everything in its way. In the spring and autumn, the only way to cross from the Lahij village road to Zarnava is via this suspension bridge.

BÂTIR DES PONTS
J'aime les ponts, tous les ponts. Ils sont ces liens tangibles et intangibles qui luttent contre ce qui sépare.
J'aime ce qui relie envers et contre tout.
Je prends souvent des photographies de ponts au fil de mes reportages et j'essaie par mes actions de contribuer à créer des liens qui permettent de rassembler, malgré leurs différences.
Nous devrions tous oeuvrer en ce sens.

Azerbaïdjan, Shirvan, province d'Ismailli (Ismayilli)
Un pont suspendu de fer enjambe le Girdmanchay, une rivière agitée. Quand il pleut à verse, le fleuve déborde avec force sur les rives et détruit tout sur son chemin. Au printemps et à l'automne, ce pont suspendu est le seul moyen de relier la route de village Lahij à Zarnava.

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REBIRTH

The long winter, wet and cold, dark and gray, exhausts the mind. The first signs of spring awake the senses. The bodies "snort" gently when souls come out of their fatigue.
Nature explodes and presents a painting of colors that reminds us of life.
Then, will come the hot torpor of summer, the flaming autumn. Later, we will look forward to the sweet retreat of winter.
The cycle of the seasons of life.
A woman stands amidst fields of wildflowers on the foothills of the mountains in Lerik. She wears a head covering to shield herself from the dust and the oppressive heat. Lerik has earned a reputation for being the “home of those who live to a great age.”
Text : @racheldeghati
RENAISSANCE
Le long hiver humide et froid, sombre et gris, épuise les esprits. Les prémices du printemps viennent éveiller les sens. Les corps s'ébrouent doucement et les âmes sortent de leur lassitude.
La nature explose et dessine un tableau de couleurs qui nous rappelle à la vie.
Puis viendront la torpeur chaude de l'été, le flamboyant automne et nous attendrons avec impatience le doux retrait de l'hiver.
Le cycle des saisons de vie.
Une femme se tient au milieu des champs de fleurs sauvages sur les contreforts des montagnes à Lerik. Elle porte un foulard pour se protéger de la poussière et de la chaleur accablante. Lerik a acquis la réputation d'être la «maison de ceux qui vivent jusqu'à un âge avancé».
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#Azerbaijan,
The Mourning Totem

The view of the sinuous road winding its way to the horizon, incited one to reflect upon life. The beauty of the place was obvious, inspiring, exhilarating. There, the colorful totem brought to mind the finality of our lives – the death which lies around a bend in the road, where we leave a conspicuous trace in the eyes of the living.

The view along the drive from the Khinalig Village to the Gabala Region. Located on a summit in the Caucasus Mountains, the northern village is referred to as “an island in the mountain” since is the highest and most remote village in the country. The village dates back at least 5,000 yeas. The population of approximately 1,200 people belongs to the Kettidt minority. They have preserved their unique language (Kettish) and way of life.

Published in the book " Elegance of Fire"
Le Totem du deuil
A première vue, la route sinueuse qui se frayait un chemin vers l'horizon, figurait telle une incitation à réfléchir sur la vie. La beauté de l'endroit était évidente, inspirante, exaltante. Là, le totem coloré a rappelé la finalité de nos vies - la mort qui se trouve autour d'un virage sur la route, sur laquelle nous laissons une trace tangible dans les yeux des vivants.
La vue le long de la route du village de Khinalig dans la région de Gabala. Situé sur un sommet dans les montagnes du Caucase, le village, considéré comme le plus haut et le plus reculé est surnomé "une île dans la montagne ». Son origine remonterait à 5000 ans. Il reste préservé des marques du temps. La population d'environ 1200 personnes appartient à la minorité Kettidt. Ils ont préservé leur langue unique (Kettish) et leur mode de vie.

Publié dans le livre "L'Élégance du feu". #montagne #vert #route #reflexion #totem #Gabala #Qabala
#Khinalig #mountain #landscape #red #river #green #totem #horizon #village #Kettidt #noah #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza #rezaphoto #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #rezaphotojournalist #webistan #رضادقتى#عكاس @thephotosociety

THE KING’S TEARS

#USA, #Washington I HAVE A DREAM !

In Washington DC, the day is breaking. On this day which commemorates the Rev. Martin Luther King, I remember a Peace March.

The chill in the air brings to mind all the refugee families who are also marching, trying to survive the cold amidst the European forests and “jungles.” After having passed many hours over many days with King’s acolytes, I perceive a great foreboding in each of their faces, reminiscent of that of former prisoners whose memories are haunted by the tortures they have suffered. Each of them fears that their work consists of eternally starting over, that the threat hanging over them will return over and over again, for them and their descendants.

This sense of a vague apprehension that I know so well strikes me from my very first meeting with the followers of Martin Luther King, gathered around the Washington Monument.
At the end of a march that lasted several hours in a cold, melancholy ambiance bereft of joy... I did see tears, those of a stone statue, a dreamer, whose gaze has been fixed for eternity, and who seemed to share the sorrow of the moment.
Here and there, we continue to dream for more humanity, justice and freedom, ideals that need defending now more than ever.

#martinlutherking #martinlutherkingday #martinlutherkingjrday #martinlutherkingmemorial #martinlutherkingmarch #tear #portrait #statue #fight #fightforrights #freedom #equality #american #emotion #picoftheday #igers #photooftheday #photojournalism #reza #rezaphoto #rezadeghati #rezaphotography #rezaphotojournalist #webistan #رضادقتى #عكاس @thephotosociety

WINNIE MANDELA -
Apartheid, this word still sounds like an insult to the ear. Such a short time ago, it was a value in South Africa : the foundation of a white society convinced of its superiority. In those days, Nelson Mandela was a figure of resistance against Apartheid, the world’s oldest prisoner behind bars. So, I went to the South African consulate as an elephant hunter, which allowed me to get a three months visa to go there and witness daily demonstrations, gold mining strikes and long march organized in August 1985 to demand Mandela’s freedom.
I was then in contact with secret activists, who had warned Winnie Mandela of my arrival. After a warm welcome, I began to take some photographs.
Hardly an hour later, the sound of cars sharp blow brakes frozen us. Soldiers were already entering the dwelling, pointing their rifles at us. Everyone would have feared for his life; it was then that we saw the resistant lady begin to scream that this intrusion was illegal. She did not fear these intruders in uniform, and insulted them.
Galvanized by her courage, we then tried to resist with her, standing up to the officers and soldiers who wanted to intimidate us.
After several hours of interrogation, each in a separate room, we followed the scenario that we had imagined. We were only two tourists; me, elephant hunter, visiting the Sun City. Having squandered our currency from the trip to the Casino, and a friend from Paris having told us that anyone who could photograph and interview a lady we knew nothing about and who answered Winnie Mandela's name, would have enough money to continue the journey. We just tried our luck.
Being convinced of our innocence, we were then thrown out of the interrogation building.
We had moved away with a limping step. It was only a few hundred more meters that we had sighed with relief, taking out for me the dandruff I could hide in time in my underwear before being carried away by the military, and my friend his little tape recorder also hidden under his clothes.
Two weeks later, the story about the lady from South Africa appeared in the pages of the prestigious magazine called ‘’ELLE”.

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The Prince of Travelers

#Egypt

When I first took up photography, I understood that, in order to attain "perfection," light and shadow needed to be in harmony, like the verses of a poem. However, beyond the harmony of the composition, I also seek it in the features of the people I photograph. The emotions that express themselves through the eyes help to create the harmony of a face. Here, I was on the Nile Delta, on assignment for National Geographic Magazine. He was a ferryman on a small boat and took me from one bank of the river to the other while I took pictures.

Later, when I was working in one of my books about Sindbad ("Vers l'Orient, Sindbad par Reza" texts by Pierre Gentelle, " Ocho Viajes con Simbad" texts by Siri Hustvedt), this picture immediately came up as the cover photo. So, we call him now Sindbad.
Text written by Rachel Deghati

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