B.1989 - Bangladesh Based in Dacca
Ashfika Rahman, born in Dhaka, earned her degree in Documentary Photography from Pathshala, the South Asian Media Institute, Bangladesh. She later continued her photography studies at Hochschule University of Applied Sciences and Arts, in Germany. Ashfika's practice straddles art and documentary, drawing inspiration from 19th century prints which she re-contextualizes using contemporary media. Photography is the predominant medium through which she expresses her extensive research into the power structures and social issues in society. Ashfika’s particular emphasis on documenting past acts of violence opens the door for her work to challenge stereotypes of how we look at victims, especially minors.More
Ashfika's long-term project, started in 2016 and entitled ‘Rape is Political’, is a portrait series of tribal rape victims in the remote hill areas of Bangladesh on the borders of India and Myanmar. Her other on-going project, ‘Files of the Disappeared’, is a research and documentary study of forced disappearances and extrajudicial killings by state security forces in northern Bangladesh. For this work, Ashfika collaborated with professional psychologists and counsellors.
Ashfika was part of the World Press Photo Joop Swart Masterclass in 2018. She is a faculty member at the South Asian Media Academy, Bangladesh.Less
In Kamrangirchar (Bangladesh), many girls are married at a young age and face early parenthood. However, the needs of these girls and young women are often overlooked in the health sector. Traditional gender roles can mean that they lack the power to make their own decisions about their health issues. This is especially true for…More
2018-ongoing Photography has the potential to play more than a photograph. It is time to explore that role in society. This project is an initiative to start a social movement…More
This body of work projects typological survey of televisions in the villages of marginal people in Chalan bill (the largest wetlands of Bangladesh, surrounded by water). There is no electricity,…More
It was during one winter night when I was sitting on my cozy heaven like place on the earth, my grandmother’s lap. As I remember being in a cinema hall…More