You’d Like To Be Samuel Sasiharan – A Night Out in Shoreditch
Freelance photographer Samuel Sasiharan whose work can be seen in VOGUE finds conundrum in being and nothingness. Sasiharan talks sound arts, sex and catwalk with me in Vice magazine’s protégé OLD BLUE LAST.
“The Current unnamed project in collaboration with sound engineers explores the human role [in nature].” says Sasiharan. Before I had the opportunity to express my doubts, the band “The Soft” drummed the hell out of the 2 floor venue with, not a drum but an iPad which I’d assume has replaced every need for talent and hardwork. This, however, is not the case with photographers.
“Sometimes I burst into tears looking at my subjects,” he says.
In awe with his dedication to his own work and the penetrating eyes that inspires truthfulness in beauty and glamour, my vision was distracted by the pom-pom above his head which took me to the innocent time where my hat that my mother knitted also bore a pom-pom. It was -30 degrees in the winter where I grew up.
“I divide my workstation [iMac screen] into 3 parts, the first slice is my social media section, and then I’d play any random clips in the middle [jokingly] like Sailor Moon [now not so sure if he was joking] then my actual editing station like Photoshop or Premiere.”
I for one am also a practitioner of this method of working which incorporates reasonable distractions as I am writing this blog playing parliamentary debates on BBC right at this moment. Okay, that was a lie, it’s actually Kylie Minogue‘s new Lyric video to Into the Blue, her new single to be released on March 9th.
Human after all
Believe it or not, Sasiharan is human. I’m only saying this after a careless exhibit of emotions let out of Sasiharan when asked about his plan for the next 6 years. “wherever I go, I will be a student for another 6 years.” why? Is it because of a special someone that bounds him in a geographic confine. Either way, Sasiharan “always did what I wanted anyway”. A bit of a maverick within a caring and calculated and clear-boundared human. He insisted on being called the chocolate prince, reassuring the common connotation of a dark-skinned man should be especially endorsed by himself.
But unlike other young people who support their passions with the minimal income from bars and cafe works. Sasiharan is one who drags himself on catwalks to bare all of himself to judgements and scrutiny from the floor and cameras to pay the bills.
“I have to make money as well … they have to come from somewhere”, signs Sasiharan about working part-time as a fashion model. Resonated by most, a life of being a creative often means a lengthy devotion to precariousness in hopes of moments of ecstacy, but the question is, isn’t he who you would want to be?
You can follow Sasiharan on http://www.samuelsasiharan.tumblr.com