Border Realms: A Ghostly Ruin in Thailand’s South

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Xavier Comas, a Spanish photographer based in Bangkok, brings us a haunting set of photographs from Thailand’s southern borderlands. The population here is majority ethnic Malay and Muslim—the descendants of those who once lived in an independent sultanate, whose lands were annexed more than a century ago by Thailand’s Buddhist kings. A longstanding insurgency blows hot and cold in the provinces of Pattani, Yala and Narathiwat, and the region reels from the clandestine attacks of militants and the oft-bloody (and extra-judicial) reprisals of state security forces. Some 60,000 Thai troops are stationed in the country’s restive south.

But Comas’s pictures have little to do with these surface tensions. Instead, he delves into an altogether more elusive and eerie border realm, one of shadows and spirits and the ghosts of a faded past. Camped out in Narathiwat’s Kampung Takok—”scaring village” or “village of fear” in the local Malay vernacular—Comas spent days and nights in the decrepit shell of a once splendid palace. The Rumoh Raja (the “Raja’s house”) used to be occupied by Tengku Samsuddin, a turn of the century aristocrat who governed the semi-autonomous Malay state of Legeh until it and other territories were swallowed up by the kings of Siam in 1909 under the edicts of an Anglo-Thai treaty.

Comas describes the residence as “crippled” and “collapsed,” withering under a “cancer of neglect.” In earlier times, though, its finely carved teak halls would have borne witness and played host to the riches of a host of empires—the Dutch, the Chinese, the Portuguese and others. Now, the building has been stripped and plundered of its luxuries. But it’s not empty. Living inside the wrecked palace is a motley group of women, elders and a few children. They were brought to the house by a man believed to have blood ties to its former inhabitants: Daiyoha, a 76-year-old shaman who Comas says “is the strangest man I’ve ever met.”

Though Muslim, many in this part of southern Thailand also heed older animist traditions. Daiyoha, who appears to the right in the fifth photo, believes in the power of supernatural forces, and carries rings, quartz amulets and other totemic objects. For decades, a hulking wooden eagle was perched in a space of prominence inside the palace, a menacing talisman that spoke of the royal family’s power. That was carried off years ago. But the shaman still brandishes the ancient Kris dagger of the palace’s Rajas, and claims the sacred weapon can fly on its own. He says the upper floors of the palace are haunted by—among other apparitions—the spirits of two women in red, court concubines who still dance in mourning for their fallen Raja.

Comas sees no poltergeists during one lonely night-time vigil, but feels a vast silence cloaking the house, its dilapidated rooms strewn with coffee cups, animal droppings and the rusted traces of brighter days. The structure still stands on what Comas deems “formidable pillars,” suffused with stories and spirits, perhaps imperceptible to our eyes now, but alive in the flutter of a rattan blind and the fall of a shadow. Standing in the manse’s top floor, Comas looks up. “Frail moonlight shimmers through punctures in the roof,” he says, “like stars in a second sky.”

Xavier Comas is a Spanish photographer based in Bangkok, Thailand. He began his career as designer, photographer and illustrator, focusing on book cover art for years. More of his photography can be seen here.

Ishaan Tharoor is a writer-reporter for TIME and editor of Global Spin. Find him on Twitter at @ishaantharoor. You can also continue the discussion on TIME’s Facebook page and on Twitter at @TIMEWorld.

"In my journey through Thailand’s troubled deep south, providence took me to Narathiwat town and finally to the house of the Raja. This once magnificent residence is now dilapidated, but still holds a haunting power that caught me in its spell as soon as I set foot in it. Its atmosphere of dignified solitude, shrouded in shadow and light, pulled me out from the conflict and bloodshed of the present into a dimension filled with timeless spirituality." 2010 Caption comments courtesy of Xavier ComasXavier Comas
"A half-moon bamboo kite hangs in a corner. Its strings play a soaring melody when flown. Confined in silence, the kite begs to sing again with the far-off wind." 2010Xavier Comas
"Somehow, the house possesses its inhabitants, who merge into the darkness of its shadows." 2010Xavier Comas
"In the desolate attic, the former Raja’s chamber, a perpetual shawl of silence falls deeply." 2010Xavier Comas
"A man brings his son from Southern Malaysia. The Shaman calls upon his magic, invoking the spirits to cure the hopeless." 2010Xavier Comas
"It took me a while to find out that it was Tengku Shamsudeen, Raja of Legeh who once inhabited this place. He was one of the last Rajas in the South before Siam annexed the region in 1909. Was it him who cursed it upon his death?" 2010Xavier Comas
"In the evening, wailing from mosques permeate into the house, like howling voices that travel from a forgotten past." 2010Xavier Comas
"The house compound had seven wells scattered around. It is said that in one of them, there is a wealth of gold that was buried during the Japanese invasion in World War II." 2010Xavier Comas
"Farida, the Shaman’s apprentice, takes a bath to purify her body before the afternoon prayer." 2010Xavier Comas
"Light finds its way through uncountable hollows on walls and roofs, threatening to consume the bones of the building." [This image is a digital composite of three individual photographs.] 2010Xavier Comas
"Memory and identity are significant elements in this work. They also define the true nature of the current unrest in Thailand’s deep south." [This image is a digital composite of three individual photographs.] 2010Xavier Comas
"The spirit of a snake dwells in the house, I am told. It morphs into other shapes, leaving behind its eyes, now turned into precious stones." [This image is a digital composite of three individual photographs.] 2010Xavier Comas
"The obscure origins of the house date back to hundreds of years, when Islam had not yet reached remote corners of a region still in the realm of the Hindu god of fire." 2010Xavier Comas
"Shadows and light make for images with an intimate, mysterious mood, suggesting a duality of past and present, memory and identity. Hence, the nostalgic poetry found in black and white was the obvious choice over color for this project." 2010Xavier Comas
"'Last night I was here, watching you,' said the shaman. But I hadn’t seen him. He smiled, walked out the door downstairs and joined a moonless night." 2010Xavier Comas
"A roof finial, eroded by the flow of time, has collapsed from one of the gables. The cancer of neglect threatens the rest of the structure." 2010Xavier Comas
"The place where the house lies is called by the vernacular Malay name Kampung Takok—the village of fear—for its inhabitants are swayed with tales of hauntings and curses, superstitions and myths." 2010Xavier Comas
"Sometimes my journey in the deep south feels unreal, like an extension of a dream." 2010Xavier Comas

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