Photojournalism

Under the Skin: Dwianto Wibowo

The night was hot and the sky was paled blue, what lay beneath was a horde of vehicles, car, bus, three-wheeler, motorcycle and whatever creatures consuming the gas. I was sitting on the top floor of a building smoking a handful of kretek into ashes. My right hand was holding a note which seemed to be no more than a wrinkled piece of paper. This note is a important part of this post you're reading. It was filled with several questions. Question that I would address to an emerging talent of Indonesian photojournalism in front of me: Dwianto Wibowo. Dwianto Wibowo, 20-something, works for TEMPO weekly news magazine. I started to know him just few months ago and soon we're becoming a good friend. But it's not because he's my friend that he can actually appear on this blog. This blog is photo-related, not friend-related. So I better have a good reason putting him in.

As some of you might know, Dwianto just won a prestigious award from Pewarta Foto Indonesia (Indonesian Photojournalist Association). He got the first prize in Photo Essay category and got some other photographs nominated in several others categories.  I was both happy and stunned. As a newcomer in Indonesian Photojournalism, his achievement amazed many. However, if you look at his works (you really have to), you will get some clue of why he took away the prize that was wanted by everyone. For me, it's actually not that surprising. I knew he deserve it though.

So, let's not put so much story in this. Dwianto Wibowo will speak for himself about several things (he usually doesn't talk much). Like the title suggested, this will be an exclusive interview. And this "Under the Skin" is planned to be posted continuously by the time I have a chance to "peel" every inspiring photographer I will ever bump into in the future. I hope this interview will invaluable to help us recognizing some less-exposed aspiring photographers and his work closer. Any suggestion and comments will be really appreciated.

And now, let's get under his skin...

(This interview has been translated from Bahasa into English for this blog purposes)

Q: Tell me, how was everything begun, how did you start taking pictures and end up becoming a photojournalist?

A: I love to look at something, for me looking give me a meaning in life. We learn when we look at something. My family is also a big influence. My father love to draw and visual art. But the one with bigger influence was my uncle, who was a journalist. When I was traveling as kid, there was always a camera in my uncle and father's car. And it inspire me somehow, as a kid, to become a journalist in the future. When I enter my study in the college, I once wished that by learning graphic design will help me much in my visual learning process, but that was printing process that i learned. But still it has done something for me. Then about photojournalism, I learned it mostly by making wedding pictures. I shoot frequently in the church. And it was my friend, the one who I learned from, who asked me to go with him. That's how I learned about how to put a story into pictures.  In the later years, I try to work for an Indonesian leading newspaper to pursue my learning process from some photographers that I adore. That's how I seriously wanted myself to become a photojournalist. And It was just recently, like 3 or 4 years ago.

Q: As a photojournalist, what is your personal photographic vision?

A: Basically, like all photojournalist, I have a good amount of responsibility to tell something to the others. And I keep learning since I feel I am not yet an expert regarding this matter. And further, I always try to bring some degree of my artistic vision into my photojournalism. The visual of a photographs is just as important as the story inside the pictures itself. It can be said that I want my photography to be both telling stories and visually engaging.

Q: And now, you have won a prestigious award by PFI in its 2010's award, tell me how do you feel.

A: This is actually my first award during my few years in photojournalism. Honestly I can't express how happy and grateful I am. I am totally happy being appreciated by some influential Indonesian photojournalist who somehow I rarely meet physically. And I need to tell that, in the last few years, I was always studying their pictures. One of them who I met during the awarding ceremony, tell me that he visited my blog quite often and likes my works. In short, I am extremely excited.

Q: You seemed to be quite picky in putting your story for this award. You submitted a photo series about Jakarta Transportation system, in this case it's about Transjakarta. And what I feel, there would not be many photojournalist will do it. Why did you choose it?

A: I see it differently. I am actually a beginner in making documentary photography. The reason why I picked it is because I felt that exploring something not human could be more challenging. I also inspired by some foreign photographers who I saw over the web. But what I also need to tell you is that, at the same time I personally still feel unable to manage myself to put a bigger issues into a story. It's more difficult and time-consuming. The research need to be deeper and need more courage. And about Transjakarta, it was something that I could afford. It need less time but at the same time, it's challenging. I'm happy I did that.

Q: Tell me your personal opinion about Indonesian Photojournalism.

A: I was just started working from the last couple of years. And it will be premature enough if I have to judge. But from what I heard from some respected Indonesian photojournalist, who also happened to be the judge of PFI award, the advancement of Indonesian photojournalism is not yet much changed ever. Most photographers simply don't have time to develop themselves by covering more special issues. They still keep working like machine.

Q: What do you think about the future of Indonesian Photojournalism?

A: I believe there are still so many chance if one really put him/herself to explore. Photojournalism, for many Indonesian, is still something need to be explored for more. We still have so many possibilities and there are so many things need to be discovered.

Q: As a photojournalist, what is your biggest challenge nowadays?

A: The biggest challenge, in my point of view as a stringer photographer, is equipment. I need to be self-sufficient in everything. And as Indonesian, financial is also a problem when doing a project. And being a photojournalist in Indonesia is also not an economically comfortable way to live. But I hope it will change in the future.

Q: Tell me some photographers who inspire you. and tell me why.

A: They are Paolo Pellegrin, Justin Maxon, and Trent Parke. But honestly, I really don't know what to say if you ask me why. And if I really have to tell, it's just they seemed to have interesting stories to be told in an interesting way. Their pictures are unique. They have their own way to explore the issues. Two Indonesian name also popped up in my mind, they are Oscar Motuloh and Donang Wahyu.

Q: Which one is suitable for you, image-maker or story-teller?

A: I am not yet in that step. But I want to be both.

Q: O.k, the last one, do you have anything to share for photography enthusiast?

A: Think out of the box, don't be afraid to try new things, and explore every possibilities.

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You can see more of Dwianto Wibowo's works here and the Transjakarta series here.

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And Then China Came Closer

During my not-so-usual busy schedule and the rush hour of this week, I found something to be really exciting in my inbox few days ago: an email from Humanity Photo Award 2011. Suddenly my mind flew to few months back when I read the annoucement of this photo contest somewhere over the web. Just to make it short, this competition all participants need to submit two photo stories. So I decided to register and give it a try. Later on, I searched for a possibilites in my harddrive. I put two series into it and it was done.  I never looked back into the website even once. For sure, I really hope to achieve something. But by seeing the winners from 2009's comptition, I thought it will be hard enough for me. And the best thing to do was to forget it.

And the good news popped up inside my email. One of my photo story about The Mentawai (as published in The Jakarta Globe) people won a nomination award. While another, my story about Pacu Jawi, a bull's racing festival in West Sumatra, Indonesia,  now is entering the final evaluation to compete for the grand prize award.

Although I'm totally happy, getting the nomination award in this competition is not that extraordinary by the measure of prize. I will only get an award certificate and a catalogue from all of nominated participants. But by entering the final evaluation, I will be invited to be in China next September for attending the awarding ceremony. And that's really something.

Actually, I have planned to be in China, but not sure about the timing. Last week I also met a fellow photojournalist and tried to set a plan to land somewhere in China next year. And in all of a sudden, It came closer by itself. It's like my travel addiction always find itself a way. Nothing to complain. Perfect.

HPA Nomination

HPA Nomination

So I'm starting to sort everything out again. I have to dig more about China. Where can I go after Beijing? (the awarding ceremony is seemed to be there) and for how long? and what to do or what to photographs then? Going to China for only for waiting the final result will not be enough for me. What If I will not win the grand prize? So I have to plan my self a better prize: exploring China for a while.

Here I attached two photographs from each story.

The Mentawai
The Mentawai
Pacu Jawi
Pacu Jawi

:)

That's a little update for this week.

On the Holocaust's Footprints

Oświęcim; a name that you probably almost never heard of. Located in southern part of Poland, it refers to the very few of the most horrible place on earth you could ever imagine. Here, during the heat of World War II, approximately 1.1 million Nazi Germany prisoners met their death. Most of them are Jews, Poles, Roma, and Soviet soldiers. Auschwitz, that's the Germans names for Oświęcim. This is more likely will help you to recall the exact tragic event. (please rollover your mouse on the each photograph to see the full caption)

The Gate to Auschwitz I Concentration Camp (left) and The Sign Bordering Auschwitz With The Outside World (right)
The Gate to Auschwitz I Concentration Camp (left) and The Sign Bordering Auschwitz With The Outside World (right)

My recent trip in Poland has brought me to both Auschwitz I and Auschwitz-Birkenau (Auschwitz II) concentration camp (now Auschwitz-Birkenau State Museum). Led by my curiosity (I read a lot of stuff about World War II during my university year), I was eagerly enough to start the 50km morning ride from Krakow to Auschwitz with good friends of mine, Anna & Olek. From the very first minute the car was running, I couldn't help myself stopping to imagine what it would like be in Auschwitz, how horrible it could be, nor how it could shape that day for me entirely. I saw some pictures of it in the books, but paying a visit was felt just million times better.

Right outside Krakow, it was a lazy drive over the beautiful uneven southern Polish landscape. The road was pretty narrow, winding, and there were some serious amount of traffic too, so we didn't see any possibilities to speed up. By the time we arrived, it was almost 11.am. And still we had to have our early lunch before the camp excursion which could last for the whole day.

After our modest lunch, we walked in the direction of the Auschwitz I. I saw some tour buses and the front office jam-packed by hundreds of visitor before us. There is a rule applied, after 10.am to 3.pm, we have to go with a guide. The entrance fee is actually free, but arriving at those busy time, we have to pay for a guide (40zl per person for 10 people in a group). Going with a guide is actually a good thing (I rarely took a guide); there will be someone who would always like to explain anything to you.

I then stepped slowly into my group. The guide explain this and that things before we entered the camp. But I couldn't pay attention to her since I was more attracted to the camp entrance. "Arbeit Macht Frei" which mean "Works will set you free", that's what is written on it. Ironically enough, since anyone who happened to work in this camp during the war was never freed, or at least they were freed by the other way; death.

Electric barbed wire installed to avoid any escape attempt in the camp (left), The railway gate at Auschwitz II Birkenau is one of the most iconic building of the Nazi Germany Concentration Camps (Right)
Electric barbed wire installed to avoid any escape attempt in the camp (left), The railway gate at Auschwitz II Birkenau is one of the most iconic building of the Nazi Germany Concentration Camps (Right)

Auschwitz I, the oldest camp, was originally a Polish army barrack. Soon after the successful Nazi Germany Blitzkrieg over Poland at the end of 1939, it turned into a concentration camp. The first prisoners who arrived on May 1940 marked its first purpose. Over the time, the population of the camp exploded and the Nazi felt it was required to build larger camps. This resulted on the building of Auscwitz II (Auschwitz-Birkenau) and Auschwitz III Monowitz (the one that I didn't visited).

Auschwitz has been long connected to the holocaust as a whole. Despite the Nazi Germany concentration camp located in many place across the European continent, Auschwitz stands as the most memorable. And it is easy to see why: the number of casualties. 1.1 million people, a stunning amount that enough to populated a big city.

A diorama depicting situation of prisoners deportation with a exhausting train ride (left), deportee from Greece need to buy themselves a train ticket for their own death (right)
A diorama depicting situation of prisoners deportation with a exhausting train ride (left), deportee from Greece need to buy themselves a train ticket for their own death (right)

From the gate of Auschwitz I, we then went to some important section of the camp. Most of the displayed stuffs speak for themselves. The canister of the Zyklon B gas, mountains of prisoners belonging, women's hair, all were both intriguing and heartbreaking. The walk then continued to the prison blocks where the visitors could see and imagine the life inside the camp.

For so many obvious reasons life inside the camps were at the worst of we can imagine. Start from the deportation process, the train ride were exhausting and the deportees had to deal with starvation and lack of oxygen inside the train wagon. At the camp the situation got much worse. The families were separated; man and women. Everyone had to work without a sufficient food and facility. If one was not capable to work then the gas chambers awaits. It's not mentioning the standing prison, various tortures, and the roll-calls during winter. Life expectancy of the prisoners lasted only for few months.

Nazi Germany collected the hair of the prisoner to be used as textile product, a practice that was also common during the war of historical times where the war champions wear clothing from their enemy's hair (left), Identification photographs showed…
Nazi Germany collected the hair of the prisoner to be used as textile product, a practice that was also common during the war of historical times where the war champions wear clothing from their enemy's hair (left), Identification photographs showed the women prisoners being captive in Auschwitz (right)
Shoes of the prisoners were collected and stacked into an unbelievably massive amount (left) Identification photographs of men prisoners (right)
Shoes of the prisoners were collected and stacked into an unbelievably massive amount (left) Identification photographs of men prisoners (right)

My visit to Auschwitz also let me to connect about what I read in the past into a visual encounter. I finally able to saw the lair of the notorious Dr Josef Mengele, the Block 10. Here, during the camp operational period, he conducted numerous experiments toward human being like sewing the twins, testing chemical, and playing with genetic engineering. I didn't enter the building however. It was closed that day. but seeing from the outside was just more than enough for me.

Being inside the one of surviving gas chamber of Auschwitz I was another thing. This feeling of claustrophobic haunted me all the time when I was there. The dim reddish light created a somehow strange atmosphere. And I was wondering, how did it feel to be here for the prisoners, waiting for death to come.

The camps at Auschwitz II, these functioned as women quarter (left). The men's camp interior (right)
The camps at Auschwitz II, these functioned as women quarter (left). The men's camp interior (right)
The mass toilet at Auschwitz I, one of the few place for the prisoner to meet with others (left). The dark interior of the infamous standing prison. Often the prisoner have to stand for days in this place (right)
The mass toilet at Auschwitz I, one of the few place for the prisoner to meet with others (left). The dark interior of the infamous standing prison. Often the prisoner have to stand for days in this place (right)
The infamous Block 10, the place where Nazi Germany doctor did human experimentation, one of the most famous are dr. Josef Mengele (left), An old photograph of Hitler still hanging inside a room of the building block of Auschwitz I (right)
The infamous Block 10, the place where Nazi Germany doctor did human experimentation, one of the most famous are dr. Josef Mengele (left), An old photograph of Hitler still hanging inside a room of the building block of Auschwitz I (right)
Zyklon B gas was used to kill prisoners in the camp, one canister can kill as much as 2000 people (left) Dead prisoners were cremated at dedicated crematorium, the fleeing Nazi destroyed it as a disguise (right)
Zyklon B gas was used to kill prisoners in the camp, one canister can kill as much as 2000 people (left) Dead prisoners were cremated at dedicated crematorium, the fleeing Nazi destroyed it as a disguise (right)

After two hours or so wandering around the Auschwitz I, we then moved to Auschwitz-Birkenau, 3 km away. Upon arrival, I was greeted by the its iconic gate; the long building with its triangular shaped tower in the middle. I walked over it and found a wide open space inside the camp area. I recognized that it's bigger than I ever imagined.

The scenery of Auschwitz II was a repetition of prisoners camp in a massive amount. If you will let me to simplify, along with its history, it creates what I personally call "mass-murder panorama".

The prisoners camp in Auschwitz II are much worse than the original camp. The building are semi-permanent, and inside, it is more look like a stable. The only bedding provided were made from wood. The mass toilet are at the same room and it used to be without any sewage at its earlier years.

Being afraid about their crime, Nazis destroy all the gas chambers and crematoriums here near the end of World War II right before their retreat. Rubbles are what were left behind to testify.

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End note :

Later that day, before catching afternoon bus back to Krakow (Olek had to go back earlier to Krakow), I had another chance to roam back at Auschwitz I. I went back inside the block where the women's hair are placed behind the glass wall. This time, no ones around except me. Thus it built a certainly different experience to me that I hardly can tell. I was terrified, horribly terrified, to imagine that the worst thing could happen on earth is when the sense of humanity just nowhere to be found.

A surviving gas chamber of Auschwitz I. It was designed to send as many as 2000 people to death at the same time (left) A surviving crematorium next to the gas chamber. The dead bodies were cremated here into ashes (right)
A surviving gas chamber of Auschwitz I. It was designed to send as many as 2000 people to death at the same time (left) A surviving crematorium next to the gas chamber. The dead bodies were cremated here into ashes (right)
A statue of prisoner and his child installed inside a building block of Auschwitz I (left) Flower placed at the prisoners execution site of Auschwitz I (right)
A statue of prisoner and his child installed inside a building block of Auschwitz I (left) Flower placed at the prisoners execution site of Auschwitz I (right)

Reminiscence of the Wall

Two days ago, I just finished my travel through small part of Europe, Germany & Poland. I arrived home safely, tired, and jet lagged. But somehow I feel like that it's time to update the blog. As some of you might know, I haven't updated the blog since more than a month. It's pretty long for you to forget this blog. So, now, it's a real update. Give me a try to keep up. And yet, I've chose Berlin for the first post about my European journey. Berlin, so there I was. One of the most memorable city during my recent travel. Its rich history, its colorful life scene, its accessibility, and even its cheap food left me stunned. Now, while writing this post, I still can recall my walks with a perfect clarity.

Captivated by its nowadays intensity, I probably could easily forget that before the 90s, Berlin has experienced a hard time. But I couldn't help myself. I kept lured by my curiosity to the trace of this painful Berliner memory. One of the most obvious things that still scattered around the city is the reminiscence of the infamous Berlin Wall.

Berliner Mauer (The Berlin Wall) was stood since 13 August 1961 until its fall on 9 November 1989. Complete info are available in wikipedia :)

The Berlin Wall today is a tourist attraction by large. No tours in Berlin can be completed without at least wandering around at any remaining walls. The longest part of the wall that still remains are in Mühlenstraße of Kreuzberg. In this part of Berlin, the wall still stands for more than a kilometer. Graffiti from many anonymous artists are painted on the east side of the wall, which formerly only existed in west side before the fall of the wall. This longest open air gallery in the world called East Side Gallery. Other section of the wall also can be found in Potsdamer Platz and Bernauer Strasse.

Interestingly enough, while I was there, I noticed the reminiscence of the Berliner Mauer extends not only to the wall itself. But also in the small things at it surroundings. Through posters, t-shirt, souvenirs, or simply by some people attempt of making a business by acting as the former border guard to simply attract the curious tourists.

Waste Universe

Being sick & laying myself on the bed for the last 3 days is terribly frustrating. I'm wondering what I can do other than reading over and over back issues of National Geographic and following the news about Japan's current crisis. Last week, me and Rafi Tanjung, both a colleague and good photographer went around for a photo opportunity. Some place came in our mind, but at the last we pick the garbage disposal located at the northern tip of Padang, a place that we hardly visit since a year ago.

The city of Padang is growing, and so with its garbage. I still can recall, upon our last visit, the area occupy smaller part of the mountainious landscape of Air Dingin. Now it is expanding. Why the authority decide to put all the city's garbage here remain a question to me. It's undeniable that the area around is one of Padang most valuable water resource.

What both amazed & thrilled me the most is the people; the scavengers. Some of them are too young. Some work so they can go to school while the others stop going to school so they can work. Well, I'm not in the mood of typing today, let's see more pictures. There's no specific issue that I captured, just a general insight to the waste's universe.