The photograph has been readjusted to make the 'perpetrators' unrecognizable. Blank Noise seeks to build dialogue about street sexual harassment and is not attempting isolate any one person or incident.
(year 2009)
He placed his hand on my breast and stood still. I didn�t even realize it until I looked down and saw his hand there.
�Excuse me! What are you doing!?�
Silence. He looks the other way.
�Hello! Mister?! Answer me!�
�It was an accident. The bus is crowded.�
The bus is not crowded. This is not an accident.
I start shooting him down.
Your name?
Rajesh Channaith
What do you do?
I manufacture mementos and trophies.
He answers the questions with ease. I am alarmed at his not feeling threatened. I call a male friend who is standing in the other end of the bus
My friend gets into a conversation before which he asks me if I was sure if this guy �really did it�.
My friend and he talk in the local language. Next thing I know is that the guy has his hand towards in close proximity with me, once again violating my space and asking me to forgive him.
He continues to explain the situation to my friend, saying that the bus was �crowded� and that this was an accident. I continue to shoot him down.
We get off the bus. He gets off the bus.
� I have a family. I have two children. Please don�t do this!�
