2 To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them–Elliott Erwitt Clouds smiled sitting up in the sky, when in recent turn of events, humans […]
Off to Roads Where Clouds Come to Greet You En Route Cherrapunji–To the Land of Clouds Beyond the cloud cluster our vehicle sped through the vista wide and open, the road-ladder leading to the sky. The sky falling on earth as if rain, splashed, merged on the asphalt black.My mind churns images from my memory […]
For how long she doesn’t remember that she was compaired with flowers Bloomgale-A Photo Essay She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims…” ― Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things Bloomgale […]
Photo-Edit of Some Mundane Clicks did Surprise Me….. To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them–Elliott Erwitt Abstraction for me is a way of […]
1 “Color is descriptive. Black and white is interpretive.” — Elliott Erwitt Meghalaya, sanskrit for ‘Abode of Clouds’ is a small state in the north-eastern part of India. Loaded with nature’s resplendence, found even on roadsides has two points of visit–the sleepy town of Shillong, the Capital for the state and Cherrapunji, touted to be […]
In the Bubble of Proliferating Dream I walk smothered by star dust I walk in and out of my dreamProliferating like reality,Smothered by star dustFeet smudged in mushy mudby the corner where lilies bloom…. The shrub-shroud no hindranceFor light to penetrate the locus,A little place so pristine,Where dreams emanate fragranceOf the real, honeyed whiff sweepspast […]
