It’s not often that I visit an exhibition that makes me cry. Often I find that I have no emotional connection to photographs and I like them from a purely aesthetic standpoint. But this exhibition was different. As soon as I stepped through the door to the exhibition in Somerset house I could feel emotion pouring out of the photographs. The genocide in Rwanda happened the year before I was born so I knew nothing about it. The first time I visited this show I felt like I was missing something so I went and did a bit more research about it, and I think that helped me connect to the photographs more this time. The photographs themselves are full of colour, even when depicting something less than pleasant and the photographers showed their love for this torn country through their images. Most of them have never had any formal training, yet they are some of the best photographs I have seen. Perhaps not technically the best, but I connected to them so much more than any other photograph I have seen. Some of the photographs were filled with such despair and hopelessness, whereas others contained hope and happiness. I thought that the variety in the way of presenting the photographs was excellent and kept the exhibition from feeling monotonous and samey.
Photographers with work in Rwanda in Photographs: Death Then, Life Now:
Jean Luc Habyarimana