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  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
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  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
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  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • The Time for Knives in Ethiopia<br />
<br />
The Dassanech live in southern Ethiopia. Dwelling in isolation along the Omo River, they have retained an ancestral way of life.<br />
They are called the “People from the Delta” in relation to the neighboring Turkana Lake but their world is actually one of desert, dust and acacia trees. Add to this hostile environment the rampant presence of malaria. The Dassanech encompass eight clans. Each possesses magical powers, such as making fire, keeping snakes away or making it rain...<br />
<br />
<br />
The entire lives of the Dassanech revolve around their cattle, their only wealth. It provides meat, milk – which is essential during times of drought – and skins used as clothing and sleeping mats. The number of cows indicates their owner’s social status. Despite their isolation, the Dassanech do not live in peace – their livestock remain under the threat of constant raids by the neighbouring tribes.<br />
<br />
And that is not folklore meant to impress the rare tourists who venture into these areas. Bloody clashes take place regularly, often with the Turkana tribe. Civil war is raging in southern Sudan nearby and Kalashnikovs sell for only $50. One only needs to take a look at the number of men with scars on their torsos, a sign that they have killed an enemy, to understand the ferocity of the fighting. There are hundreds of deaths every year. Kill a man and you will be a hero among the Dassanech.<br />
<br />
To become a man, one must go through the ceremony of the Dime. It takes place every year in June. It is the most important ritual in the lives of young Dassanech. This is the time for circumcision for boys and excision for girls. The time for knives, as the elders say.<br />
<br />
Testimonies about this ceremony are rare and for a good reason: the elders are reluctant to let foreigners attend the Dime. Even the few educated local Dassanech guides who live in the village of Omorate always come up with a good excuse not to go there or pretend to ignore the right places or dates.<br />
    ExPix_The_Time_for_Knives_in_Ethiopi...jpg
  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
©Laurent La Gamba/Exclusivepix Media
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  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
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  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
©Laurent La Gamba/Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Amazing_Camouflage_Art2..jpeg
  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
©Laurent La Gamba/Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Amazing_Camouflage_Art5..jpeg
  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
©Laurent La Gamba/Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Amazing_Camouflage_Art4..jpeg
  • Interview below with artist Laurent La Gamba<br />
<br />
This Supercar trompe l'œil style series is the second one that I do. (After the first one that I named: Moving Superficiality series) and this first photograph (title is : Black Lamborghini Gallardo I) is the first of the series dedicated to Supercars. <br />
<br />
This part of my work that I convey since 2002 and that deal with trompe l'œil (I never liked too much the term camouflage with doesn't echo to the art history enough) is now the next step of my work and deal now with the idea of considering Supercars as full art artefacts.<br />
<br />
As you can see in the making of photographs, I paint  the protective suit myself, because as an Artist this is where I get my interest and passion. It is though a team work that need a lot of preparation and logistics. <br />
<br />
I never paint the full body of the model because, as I said, the goal of the artwork is not to make the model disapear rather than to create a genuine work of art mixing painting, installation and photographical work in which human and artefacts are closely intertwined.<br />
<br />
With this new series, I wanted to be the first Artist doing a trompe l'œil with a Supercar in all the art history and I have chosen this black Lamborghini because it conveys the real image of what a Supercar can be for everyone, mixture of design, art and fascination.<br />
<br />
I use commercial paint and protective suit that I prepare myself, and I different one's with different positions that I use in different Context. This time I used a standing suit. The protective suit is painted in white first, as shown on the photograph, and used exactly like a blank Canvas waiting to be painted. It has to be positionned at the right distance from the camera and from the car. I have chosen on purpose a dark light for the photograph, so the installation would like a real painting.<br />
©Laurent La Gamba/Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Amazing_Camouflage_Art6..jpeg
  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
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(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
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  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
<br />
(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
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  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
<br />
(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Pictures_grown_on_rice_fields4.jpg
  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
<br />
(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Pictures_grown_on_rice_fields3.jpg
  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
<br />
(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Pictures_grown_on_rice_fields2.jpg
  • SUZHOU, CHINA - AUGUST 12: <br />
<br />
(Image is presented from aerial view)  images  are grown on rice field at Yangcheng Lake Peninsula Tourist Resort on August 12, 2016 in Suzhou, Jiangsu Province of China. The tourist resort successfully tried growing colorful farmland and painting on them last year. And this year they cultivated five colors of rice seedlings in purple, yellow, white, light green and green. <br />
©Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Pictures_grown_on_rice_fields1.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort5.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort7.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort8.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort6.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort4.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort3.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort1.jpg
  • Thai capital's only nudist resort<br />
<br />
From the outside, Barefeet Naturist Resort appears just like any other Thai home in the residential area of Lad Phrao — large traditional wooden doors, white paint and tree ferns —  but the obvious difference is that there are no windows, seemingly to ensure the privacy of the guests.<br />
Located in the back of an alley on Prasert Manukit amidst local houses and home offices, Barefeet is a meetup spot for Bangkok’s nudists and visitors who prefer to maintain their naturist lifestyle while on holiday.<br />
Charged THB80 per hour for non-residential visitors or a nightly rate from THB1,600, those who enter are expected to be nude, but a towel is permitted in case you are not yet comfortable baring it all. On a recent Thursday afternoon, there were a few Thai men lounging naked in a swimming pool while another one casually did some work on his laptop while sitting nude on a towel.<br />
On a busier day, however, there are crowd-pleasing activities to participate in that might include a barbeque, yoga or outdoor movie night, that people pay to do together while naked.<br />
©Barefeet Naturist Resort/Exclusivepix Media
    ExPix_Thailand_Only_Nudist_Resort2.jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Orchid: Exploding High-Speed Paint Flowers by Fabian Oefner<br />
<br />
"Orchid" is the latest series of the "Paint Action" cycle, which is about modeling paint by natural forces. In this series, gravity created the structures seen in the images. <br />
A tank was filled with several layers of different colours of liquid paint with the top layer being either black or white. Then, a sphere was thrown into the paint. As the falling object splashed into the tank, the paint was forced upwards, shaping the individual layers of paint into a blossom-like structure. <br />
"Orchid" is about preserving ephemeral beauty. Photographed with high speed devices, these images capture structures of sublime elegance, which appear only for a fraction of a second before disappearing beneath the surface again.  <br />
©Fabian Oefner/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Exploding_High_Speed_Pa...jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Everything_Carved_from_...jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Everything_Carved_from_...JPG
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Everything_Carved_from_...jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
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  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Everything_Carved_from_...jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New15.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New11.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New10.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New2.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New9.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New7.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New6.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New5.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New1.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New3.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Everything_Carved_from_...jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New14.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New13.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New12.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New8.jpg
  • Realistic Stacks of Old Newspapers, Cash, and Comic Books Carved from a Single Piece of Wood by Randall Rosenthal<br />
<br />
The subject of Randall Rosenthal’s artwork at times seem inconsequential. Stacks of old newspapers and magazines, a comic book collection in a cardboard box, envelopes stuffed with various stacks of currency. And then you discover that you’re really looking at only two things: a single piece of Vermont white pine and skillfully applied acrylic paint. These are the only materials Rosenthal requires to mimic the look and feel of flimsy newsprint, worn trading cards, translucent pieces of tape and deteriorating cardboard boxes. What’s all the more amazing is that he doesn’t work from a photograph or model, but instead creates each object as he goes, using only an image in his mind as a guide.<br />
<br />
After graduating from the Carnegie Institute of Technology in the late 1960s Rosenthal opened his first exhibition of surrealist paintings, a direction he pursued until the late 80s. His focus then shifted to architectural design and next into the realist sculptures he creates today. <br />
©Randall Rosenthal/Exclusivepix
    Exclusivepix_Carved_from_Wood_New4.jpg
  • RARE PHOTOGRAPHS - AIRCRAFT SALVAGE DURING THE BATTLE OF BRITAIN AND THE BLITZ,<br />
<br />
Clearing away the debris and detritus of modern mechanised warfare is some- thing that warring nations have had to deal with since the end of the First World War, and the inevitable result of twentieth century warfare was the<br />
large-scale littering of land and sea with the wreckages that combat left behind. The massive and widespread land battles across Europe during the first and second world wars left their own particular trails of destruction and debris that had to be cleared away before normal life could once again resume in the post war periods, and those clear-up operations presented their own challenges, dangers and difficulties. In the British Isles during the Second World War, and for the first time in modern history, the country was faced with widespread destruction caused by bombing, and disrup- tion and damage to infrastructure caused by almost six years of conflict – some of that damage resulting from defensive measures taken by the military with the estab- lishment of aerodromes, fortifications and other defences.<br />
Putting things back to how they were took very many years, although during the 1939–1944 period itself a far more immediate problem faced the authorities in Britain: the collection and disposal of shot down or crashed aircraft, allied and enemy. Such crashes needed almost immediate attention for a variety of reasons. How were they dealt with, and what subsequently happened to them?<br />
<br />
Photo shows:  Another civilian lorry is pressed into use to collect and remove the wreckage of a Messerschmitt 110 shot down at Honeysuckle Lane, High Salvington, near Worthing on 4 September 1940 as the recovery gang give a cheery thumbs-up. The three scaffold tubes would have been used to make a tripod for a block-and-tackle in lieu of a Coles crane in order to lift the sections of airframe onto the lorry. Mudguards and other vehicle extremities were painted white to better aid v
    ExPix_RARE_PHOTOGRAPHS_AIRCRAFT_SALV...jpg
  • RARE PHOTOGRAPHS - AIRCRAFT SALVAGE DURING THE BATTLE OF BRITAIN AND THE BLITZ,<br />
<br />
Clearing away the debris and detritus of modern mechanised warfare is some- thing that warring nations have had to deal with since the end of the First World War, and the inevitable result of twentieth century warfare was the<br />
large-scale littering of land and sea with the wreckages that combat left behind. The massive and widespread land battles across Europe during the first and second world wars left their own particular trails of destruction and debris that had to be cleared away before normal life could once again resume in the post war periods, and those clear-up operations presented their own challenges, dangers and difficulties. In the British Isles during the Second World War, and for the first time in modern history, the country was faced with widespread destruction caused by bombing, and disrup- tion and damage to infrastructure caused by almost six years of conflict – some of that damage resulting from defensive measures taken by the military with the estab- lishment of aerodromes, fortifications and other defences.<br />
Putting things back to how they were took very many years, although during the 1939–1944 period itself a far more immediate problem faced the authorities in Britain: the collection and disposal of shot down or crashed aircraft, allied and enemy. Such crashes needed almost immediate attention for a variety of reasons. How were they dealt with, and what subsequently happened to them?<br />
<br />
Photo shows:  Another civilian lorry is pressed into use to collect and remove the wreckage of a Messerschmitt 110 shot down at Honeysuckle Lane, High Salvington, near Worthing on 4 September 1940 as the recovery gang give a cheery thumbs-up. The three scaffold tubes would have been used to make a tripod for a block-and-tackle in lieu of a Coles crane in order to lift the sections of airframe onto the lorry. Mudguards and other vehicle extremities were painted white to better aid v
    ExPix_RARE_PHOTOGRAPHS_AIRCRAFT_SALV...jpg
  • Baby boom!  pictures showing her baby son as anything from a soldier to Popeye<br />
<br />
When U.S.-based artist Amber Wheeler gave birth to her son she decided to incorporate him into her works - with hilarious results!<br />
Miss Wheeler's pictures have become an online hit after she used a white background and computer painting tools to create the heartwarming images of her son in a variety of different styles and personas.<br />
In one photograph the baby is a chef cooking in the kitchen, and in another he has a gun strapped to his chest, ready to go into battle.<br />
©Amber Wheeler /Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Baby_Drawn_Into_Picture...jpg
  • Baby boom!  pictures showing her baby son as anything from a soldier to Popeye<br />
<br />
When U.S.-based artist Amber Wheeler gave birth to her son she decided to incorporate him into her works - with hilarious results!<br />
Miss Wheeler's pictures have become an online hit after she used a white background and computer painting tools to create the heartwarming images of her son in a variety of different styles and personas.<br />
In one photograph the baby is a chef cooking in the kitchen, and in another he has a gun strapped to his chest, ready to go into battle.<br />
©Amber Wheeler /Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Baby_Drawn_Into_Picture...jpg
  • Baby boom!  pictures showing her baby son as anything from a soldier to Popeye<br />
<br />
When U.S.-based artist Amber Wheeler gave birth to her son she decided to incorporate him into her works - with hilarious results!<br />
Miss Wheeler's pictures have become an online hit after she used a white background and computer painting tools to create the heartwarming images of her son in a variety of different styles and personas.<br />
In one photograph the baby is a chef cooking in the kitchen, and in another he has a gun strapped to his chest, ready to go into battle.<br />
©Amber Wheeler /Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Baby_Drawn_Into_Picture...jpg
  • Baby boom!  pictures showing her baby son as anything from a soldier to Popeye<br />
<br />
When U.S.-based artist Amber Wheeler gave birth to her son she decided to incorporate him into her works - with hilarious results!<br />
Miss Wheeler's pictures have become an online hit after she used a white background and computer painting tools to create the heartwarming images of her son in a variety of different styles and personas.<br />
In one photograph the baby is a chef cooking in the kitchen, and in another he has a gun strapped to his chest, ready to go into battle.<br />
©Amber Wheeler /Exclusivepix Media
    Exclusivepix_Baby_Drawn_Into_Picture...jpg
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