Candace Scharsu.

On my late May flight to Athens
with KLM,
via Amsterdam,
i was seated on the window seat ,with a woman travelling to London
on the middle seat and another woman traveling to Sudan
on the aisle seat.

Between movies,dinner and breakfast the woman traveling to Sudan
who`s name was Candace Scharsu
told us that she was a photographer going there for to cupture
scenes of a life torn by war,cruelty,poverty and diseases.

She was not the average traveller and me and the middle seated
British woman were inrerested in her stories and intrigued by the fact
that what she was going there to do was very dangerous.

She was telling us that she had to be disguised
in order to get close to those poeple,risking her life
capturing images to bring back to the West and make us aware
of a life so brutal,that`s hard for us to comprehend.

We exchanged business cards and never heard anything from her
untill two weeks ago when i`ve got her invitation
to the opening reception of her upcoming show,
at Sidney Mishkin Gallery
in Baruch College,titled:
Flash Points:A focus on Global Trauma.

Her pictures along with the explanatory story written for each one,
leaves a bad taste in your mouth, despite the cold white wine
that was served, and it raises one big question of
How Much Cruelty and suffering can one human being inflict
to another and how twisted,seriously damaged crazed minds can
comit such atrocities.

She told me that Uganda
was one of the worst places to be right now in this
suffering and torn apart Continent
where torture never stops.