“Having had two children, and perfectly aware of how they came about, it’s not romantic or affectionate smooching that perplexes, but the formal, impersonal, performative variety, practised with relative strangers…” Please click on pic to read the whole article.
EC: What draws you to the strange, the surreal, the ominous and the macabre?
SSH: ‘Strange’ ideas come to me quite naturally, I suppose, because I’m neuro-atypical. To think within the constraints of convention or ‘normality’ is a stretch because my brain is wired differently. But I also feel that the mainstream that seeks to exclude those they perceive as ‘different’ is secretly not that well-adjusted or ‘normal’ themselves. That all of us have quirks and angularities that we deny, or are unaware of. I sympathise with both the overt misfits and the secret ones. I have empathy for those who find that life, and their own nature, and the lack of understanding from the world around them, have derailed their plans of leading a contented, conventional life. A ‘normal’ life. But as we acknowledge differences more and more, whether in sexuality or culture, or anything else, perhaps we see that there is no such thing as ‘normal’. My imagination teems with those on the margins for reasons of genetics, ostracization, illness, economics, and more, and in my work they find a home.
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it is a haunted world we live in right now. Our deserted public spaces are peopled by wraiths, not just of those who have tragically died in the pandemic, but all of us who have retreated from the world, living a shadow of the lives we once did.
The homes of those who live alone or in unhappy domestic situations are echoing wells of loneliness, and maybe even fear. Even in happy homes, the ghosts of extended family and visiting friends can still be seen flitting around corners.
In their passing on from our lives, though not from this world, they have taken on an otherworldly sheen. Our home in Sherwood forest, where the past incessantly rubs shoulders with the present, is now infested with them.
At least, that was the (im)possibility we were forced to consider when, as the summer progressed and lockdown laid root, our nights suddenly filled with voices…
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Starting with a front page story in India’s top newspaper The Hindu (please click on pic for story), the story of our opera (and a bit about me) trended online for days before travelling to Asian and Arab news sites, such as these in Vietnam and Iran!
Shreya Sen-Handley, the first South Asian woman to write a libretto for an international opera, celebrates the contribution of Indian doctors in the UK’s National Health Service. Please click on the picture for the rest of the article!
Please click on pic for further details. Besides the two slots on two consecutive days this weekend, and the fact that I will be reading from my international opera for the first time, I will also answer any questions you want to send me live at the time. See you there!
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Indian author pens epic poem for the Welsh National Opera. The premiere is to be held on October 3 at the Wales Millennium Centre…(click on pic for rest of story)
A college in Kutch too was painting the town red. Not with satin hearts and red velvet cupcakes, but with blood…(click on pic for the rest of the second instalment of my column in the Asian Age and Deccan Chronicle)
“…Shreya may very well be the third notable librettist. Effectively then, it is three cheers for Shreya Sen Handley! Way to go, Shreya!”
