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Aji Susanto Anom

Recollecting Dreams

“Not all who wanders are lost” J.R.R Tolkien

Question about home, dream and everything between, photography is my emotional escape, I use it as something to express what I feel in my boring life. 2014, I moved from my hometown and started to live in another city for a study, it affects my life in unknown way that I don’t understand but I can feel it. Photography is my mundane poison that haunted my life, my new space gave me little bit a “surreal” things since it hold the same boring feeling, how could be? Its a new boringness apparently. My boringness lead me to escape and destroy my reality and become my own dream-land. Recollecting Dreams is a poet like stories, feels like dreaming, happen so fragmental and scattered.




Aji Susanto Anom (b.1989) is a photographer based in Solo, Indonesia. He is now still studying in Indonesian Art Institutes of Yogyakarta (ISI Yogyakarta). His work is basically explores all his personal question about the darkness of his deeper life. He has published three photo-books independently called “Nothing Personal”, “Poison” and “Recollecting Dreams”. In 2015, he was selected as one of the participant of “Angkor Photography Workshop” under the mentor: Antoine D’Agata and Sohrab Hura. His works can be discovered through his featured publication on Lens Culture, The Invisible Photographer Asia, Top Photography Films, Monovisions, Dodho Magazines, Sidewalkers.Asia and more.

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3 thoughts on “Aji Susanto Anom – Recollecting Dreams”

  1. Boy!

    Talk about nightmare described!

    Trapped! Both words and feelings convey the sense of being trapped, clawing futilely to get out, hoping maybe to wake up to something better, but finding oneself escapably trapped. With one exception: the black cat. The black cat looks real nice.

    I would like to know that cat.

    Maybe in that cat you can find your hope.

    Now I’ve got to go take a walk – got to shake off this feeling of claustrophobia, of being trapped.

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