Robert Radin Photography

Robert Radin Photography International photographer and businessman Robert Radin's (1923-2013) lifework includes a circulating collection of photographs taken between 1973-2003.

First Himalayan trek, 1978
27/09/2019

First Himalayan trek, 1978

Jain Temple1997, Indore, IndiaPlate 84, 27x18The Jains are a non-violent, highly skilled group of over 7 million mostly ...
20/09/2019

Jain Temple
1997, Indore, India
Plate 84, 27x18

The Jains are a non-violent, highly skilled group of over 7 million mostly living in India. This temple tells much of these wonderful people. The services are all performed by Jain lay people - all equal, no leader, no high priest, just their actual community members. How better to transmit wisdom than through each other? After the ceremony the members, not servants, did all of the cleanup and rearranging. There was a simple beauty to seeing a group of proud people doing what they felt needed to be done. The meal that followed was wonderful and contained no meat or animal products, but it did contain herbs and spices and much warmth, love, and understanding.

Wood Merchant1993, Shanghai, ChinaPlate 72, 18x27Along this Chinese river there were many merchant ships, and none seeme...
13/09/2019

Wood Merchant
1993, Shanghai, China
Plate 72, 18x27

Along this Chinese river there were many merchant ships, and none seemed more weighed down with cargo than the one in the photo. He had not only the deck cargo, but he had also lashed a large group of logs to the side of the vessel, which made it drift a bit from its course. The eating and sleeping area was closely surrounded by logs.

The one revealing thing about the logs was the size. In Canada or the United States we would not cut such small trees, but I assume they needed them now, since tomorrow is not here yet — so, off to the sawmill. The man and his wife seemed pleasant but intense and enjoyed a small but efficient living space among the logs on the deck. I wondered from where he had brought the logs and in what form they would end up.

Two Worlds Visit1993, Kerala, IndiaPlate 34, 18x27These young children had watched me for a while before coming over to ...
06/09/2019

Two Worlds Visit
1993, Kerala, India
Plate 34, 18x27

These young children had watched me for a while before coming over to see what I was about - a stranger in their remote village. Their hair was wild and unkempt, yet their garments were fairly neat and in good condition. They had been playing across an open field when they noticed me, and I did not have the opportunity to ask them if I might take this picture before I took it. Nevertheless, they seemed to continue towards me, happy enough, and when they finally got within arm's reach, they seemed quite curious about the camera, asking for nothing and seeming to be quite comfortable with the fact that there were three of them and but one of me. The drawback was the language barrier. They could not understand me, and I could not understand them, verbally.

However, there were many similarities to be discovered between them and my own children back home. They were all out for a morning walk. The stick one girl was carrying seemed out of place, but only because my children would have had little occasion for carrying a stick on a morning walk. Yet in this remote environment, these young people evidently found a requirement big enough for them to carry this rather weighty item.

Their hair remained somewhat of a mystery to me. My children made a whole expression in combing and brushing and decorating their hair. These kids went to the other extreme and seemed to deliberately neglect and allow its own wildness. We visited only for a short while, and then they seemed to drift away, not formally bidding goodbye or taking their leave, but rather just moving away almost casually until they had put a fair distance between them and me.

Joseph CampbellMann Ranch 1974Mendocino County, CA
23/08/2019

Joseph Campbell
Mann Ranch 1974
Mendocino County, CA

Portrait of a Lady1993, KenyaPlate 58, 27x18This beautiful giraffe is surely a beauty of which Africa might be most prou...
15/08/2019

Portrait of a Lady
1993, Kenya
Plate 58, 27x18

This beautiful giraffe is surely a beauty of which Africa might be most proud. Here she is, the most beautiful lady in Africa - charming, graceful and built to perfection. All of her was cloaked in an innocence possibly born of not being close to any human mischief. No one had hurt her or made her afraid, so several times she came up very close to me, within arm's length. She came so close I could touch her. She would move her lips to within a few inches of my face as if to whisper some message. The shot does not fully show the closeness that held us for at least fifteen minutes, with neither of us anxious to move away.

I have seen beautiful women. I have even photographed some gorgeous beyond belief. So much of a woman's beauty I find in her eyes. I have never seen eyes on any female that were more beautiful. As I later departed Africa and all its adventures, one of the most outstanding moments of it all was standing in that forest glade with this lady - perfection in beauty, in contentment, and in her attitude towards me.

Peace1993, Amboseli, KenyaPlate 56, 18x27These large and gentle creatures seemed to space themselves about in the shallo...
09/08/2019

Peace
1993, Amboseli, Kenya
Plate 56, 18x27

These large and gentle creatures seemed to space themselves about in the shallow waters so that they could feed and bathe but had no inclination to get too close to their neighbor's province. There was no pushing, no pulling, no evaluating the other creature's arena. They showed respect and consideration by simply being good and sensitive neighbors. This not only went for the water buffalo but also went for the other smaller animals and birds in this idyllic scene of absolute harmony, tranquility, contentment and unbelievable beauty. The afternoon sun shed a golden hue on the whole scene.

One might question man's hostility and aggressiveness in relation to his frequent comment about wild beasts. I have never witnessed a scene on Wall Street as civilized as the hours I spent mesmerized in this picture of harmony as conveyed by nature through her wild beasts. If they are wild, my stockbroker is insane. What motivated these animals and yet denied man this righteous path - that pushed man on the path towards his own destruction?

A Long Hello1988, NepalPlate 03, 18x27The Buddhist calendar calls for many celebrations. Some are done in parades and so...
25/07/2019

A Long Hello
1988, Nepal
Plate 03, 18x27

The Buddhist calendar calls for many celebrations. Some are done in parades and some in pilgrimages to neighboring villages. Few took notice of me or my camera, but this young man did, though he could not leave the group. He simply acknowledged me by his arm and by looking at me. After this shot was taken and the parade moved past me, he still looked back at me for so long he was almost walking backwards.

The airiness of these affairs was touching - the colors, the music, and the musicians, the laughter and the chanting. It was like Mardi Gras in an ancient kingdom. One might glean a view of their society's value system since these frequent celebrations must be quite disruptive to the routine of their communities.

Some in the West work for accomplishments set down by the society, but it seemed to me that here things were more motivated by the needs and desires of the individual.

The Unseen Slavery1993, KenyaPlate 30, 27x18These places are bulging with despair - the people living beyond hope, beyon...
15/06/2019

The Unseen Slavery
1993, Kenya
Plate 30, 27x18

These places are bulging with despair - the people living beyond hope, beyond fairness, beyond understanding, beyond possibility, beyond justice. Every new day is delivered not in hope, but in hopeless despair. Each day is as the day before - the same - for nothing is allowed to improve. Nothing is allowed to develop or change for the better.

The hate and cruelty is not one race against another race, nor one group against another group. What this picture showed me so vividly that I almost cried was that humans can be horrible to each other within their own group, and it is not limited or guided by color or background. These were all Africans-the people living in the rubble and the people living in the two distant luxury towers. No slavery is as horrible as the kind we do not see. But the person that holds the whip and the person that is beaten both suffer - neither can truly escape.

The Tiger's Lair1983, Paro, BhutanPlate 54, 27x18The access to this "other world" was a fourteen inch wide path from the...
05/06/2019

The Tiger's Lair
1983, Paro, Bhutan
Plate 54, 27x18

The access to this "other world" was a fourteen inch wide path from the middle left of the picture. It was secluded and difficult. There was silence, majesty, awe, but mostly mystery. There was art, there was construction skill, there was a feeling of security, but at the same time I felt so alone. No one engaged. No one assisted. No one took note. Each and everyone was on a personal search and wanted to keep his path in view. To truly see the earth is to see it from above, looking down, not up. Bhutan gathered so much magic together in this exquisite setting - timeless, repetitive, yet ever so satisfying.

The access to this "other world" was a fourteen-inch wide path from the middle left of the picture. It was secluded and difficult. There was silence, majesty, awe, but mostly mystery. There was art, there was construction skill, there was a feeling of security, but at the same time, I felt so alone. No one engaged. No one assisted. No one took note. Each and everyone was on a personal search and wanted to keep his path in view. To truly see the earth is to see it from above, looking down, not up. Bhutan gathered so much magic together in this exquisite setting - timeless, repetitive, yet ever so satisfying.

The World's Largest Laundromat1993, Abidjan, Ivory CoastPlate 55, 18x27What pushed me to take this shot was that the sce...
30/05/2019

The World's Largest Laundromat
1993, Abidjan, Ivory Coast
Plate 55, 18x27

What pushed me to take this shot was that the scene was so unexpected. It was so very colorful but presented the question as to how they kept the clothes separated. How did each owner know his goods? If he knew as he or she started, how did they know at the end of the wash? I noticed that some of the people would walk about and leave their original spot. How they found it again, I could not say; to each, his skill, to each his experience, to each to learn that which was required to survive.

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