O Majhi…


I always keep coming back to Kolkata whenever i am confused as to what to put up on this blog. And 9 out of 10 times, i come across an image that i want to share. Seen here is the Vidyasagar Setu which was also featured on the blog entry Peek-A-Boo where i used two pillars of the Prinsep Memorial for framing.

Prinsep Memorial in Kolkata is situated very close to the Hooghly. On the banks of the river, you come across these really old-style boats which are not engine powered. They have a semi- circular covering atop them. I was instantly reminded of this very famous Kishore Kumar song from one of my favourite films – Amar Prem, when i first saw the whole setting around the bank. Life on the banks seems quite oblivious to the vagaries of time.
And then you look up, to see the cables of the Vidyasagar Setu with its bright lights that bring you back to the present.
It is this juxtaposition of the contemporary with the past that makes Kolkata so irresistable for a photography enthusiast.
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Go ahead, Mess with me

Veermata Jijabai Udyan popularly known as Byculla zoo has this stone sculpture of an elephant at the gates of the Victoria Albert Museum also known as Bhau Daji Lad museum. As a kid i remember climbing this elephant, but after many years when i visited the place, i found the stone elephant to be inside a cage as well.
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Shaping the pot

Was just going through one of the blogs on my Blogroll called Project Dharavi which is documenting the life around Asia’s largest slum. The members includes writers, painters and photographers who are documenting Dharavi through their medium of choice.
I remembered doing a photo essay as a part of my Journalism school assignment which also revolved around the same theme. I was visiting Dharavi for the first time back then and was completely impressed with the enterprising individuals i came across there. Leather tannery, farsan making units, lantern workshops, hand painted diyas were just some of the many cottage industries i came across there.
I mainly concentrated on the Kumharwada or Potter’s Colony. Since i had gone shooting just a few weeks prior to Diwali that year, the potter’s colony was buzzing with activity. Here are two photographs from that series, where i finally came across a potter who was shaping his pots on the potter’s wheel. I was tired of seeing the electronic wheel where ever i went. I know it was convenient, but having grown up with the vision of seeing pots being shaped on the wheel (which was rotated manually) i guess i wanted to see it live.

I guess it is about time i make another trip to this wonderful place.
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PS : Working on the Kala Ghoda Arts Festival 2011 photo blog post. Stay tuned.

Happyness Marathon

Haven’t been active on the blog for over a month now. This time, i was actually caught up with a lot of things and was not being lazy. Yeah for once that is true. But anyways, I am back and I did end up fulfilling some resolutions. Well at least one, that of redesigning the blog. Will try to manage the others this year:))
This post is going to be a bit lengthy, so do not proceed if you get easily bored:)

Week before last, was the best January week i have had since a long time. It started with a bang with me managing to complete the Mumbai Marathon, the full 42.195km marathon, under six hours. This is one thing towards which i was training since October 2010 and fulfilling the marathon was a dream. Here are the running bib and the medal. Having my name with a number above Tata Consultancy Services (the associate sponsor of the marathon) reminded me of my ID card of TCS. Yeah, for two years, I had worked as an Assistant Systems Engineer in TCS before making a career switch:) (Coincidence #1)



The experience was fabulous and the full marathon is going to be on my itinerary every January. The best part about the run was the challenging terrain (if i can use that word, considering we are talking about a city here). The route takes you through the tony South Mumbai neighbourhoods surrounded by old pre historic buildings, through Marine Drive – the best stretch on the route, the slums in Worli and Mahim and finally on the architectural marvel, the Bandra Worli Sea Link. The whole of Mumbai is out on the streets cheering for you.

The Killer Stretch
The Peddar Road flyover stretch was the killer in the entire route, located at the most strategic point. Just when you are beginning to gain confidence after easily completing the Marine Drive stretch, you are faced with the uphill climb. Similarly, when you are tired and out towards the last 5-6km of the race, the uphill climb of the Peddar road stretch is smiling at you. I was completely drained out by the time i finished the Sea Link and there were about 11 km remaining. Running time had reduced drastically and i kept reminding myself of the Hemkund Sahib trek when the challenging Peddar road stretch was to be covered in the end. Traffic on the road by 11.30am – an hour before it was designated – was a complete letdown specially when we had to cross the roads. Some motorists were kind enough to let us pass, while the others were behaving quite rude.

High points
Seeing senior citizens running alongside you was one experience i will always cherish. I saw two senior citizens who were running without any footwear, was very impressed that at that age, they were still participating and giving their 100 percent. Another group of senior citizens were running together and were constantly motivating each other. I was running alone, and if it wasn’t for random participants egging me on to not rest and finish the race, i would have spent a lot more time completing the marathon.
Another thing i liked about the whole experience was chatting with random strangers, discussing training programs, getting to know about their reason to run. It provided a good break specially for me as i was running alone, but also felt inspired listening to some tales.
Seeing the elite runners zip past you was another moment i will never forget. The elite athletes were like stallions, running at a mind boggling 20kmph or more. It just gives you a reality check. I was not participating for the prize anyways, but you really learn to respect the elite athletes, when you have yourself gone through the grind of training. You have to give it to them for maintaining the discipline in terms of training and eating habits.
The icing on the cake was the medal which i received after completing the race. It was my life’s first ever medal. Everyone who finished the race was rightfully awarded one, and it just made the marathon completion that much more sweeter.

Happyness part deux

Another incident that happened in the same week was two of my photographs getting selected to be displayed at PVR Cinemas, Juhu. Mumbai Weekend Shoot (MWS) – the photography club whose shutterbugs meet every weekend for a photo outing – and Dhobi Ghat – a film by Kiran Rao, had put together an exhibition of the best of Mumbai photographs. Walking Tall and Wanna Race? were on display with a 100 other wonderful photographs. This was in itself thrilling for me as it was the first time that any of my photograph was displayed to a wider public audience.

Dhobi Ghat team along with Kiran Rao were going to come to see the exhibition. I was aware of it but due to prior work committments, could not go there. I was informed by one of my friends who was there that i had won the Best Photo prize. It took some time for that statement to sink in. I mean this really felt like a dream.
Later, the organisers themselves called me to tell me that i had indeed won the prize. Kiran Rao herself had picked it up and said what she liked about the photograph. I will regret not being there personally. But i really was on a high after that.
I remember starting my photo outing journey with MWS with a shoot at Dhobi Ghat itself. I had uploaded that photo essay in 2009 on this blog titled Mumbai washes its clothes here. And my first photography award came from the director of a film Dhobi Ghat:)) (Coincidence #2)
So that is it. A marathon completion, a photography exhibition and my photograph winning. Three major accomplishments in my scheme of things. Hope to achieve many more this year:))

Till then

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Walking Tall


Millions enter the city after departing from the long distance train at CST station. Many thousands of them are those who have come here to try their luck in this city of gold. This boy crossing the road, reminded me of another boy with whom i had interacted last year. This other boy had run away from his home (in interior Uttar Pradesh) with a one way ticket to Mumbai to fulfill his dream of getting on a talent show on TV!
This is one of those rare instances, when i have patiently waited for the right moment to compose a photograph. Tried juxtaposing the grandeur of the railway building with this humble young man crossing the road.
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Shades of Truth


Was walking around Colaba yesterday outside the Jehangir Art Gallery. I couldn’t find one of my favourite artists from the Pavement Gallery, the footpath outside the art gallery. Maybe it is the rains, i thought. I recalled a profile i had done on him back in my Journalism school days, as a part of our project. This was the very first profile i had ever attempted. The text is pasted below. He has appeared on this blog many times before as The Perfectionist and the unperturbed artist. This is one long post, so don’t blame me if you are bored:P

Shades of Truth

His weapons of choice are quite modest. A clip pad, four clips, Staedtler charcoal pencil, and a blade to sharpen the pencils. The fingers that make such confident strokes are frail, but the spirit is indomitable. At 60, Vijay Balkrishna Parasnaik, is probably the eldest artist around the Pavement Art Plaza.

Having done his Diploma from the esteemed JJ School of Arts in 1978, Parasnaik has been working for nearly 40 years now. He has worked in various capacities ranging from Visualiser to Art Director to Studio Manager. Companies range from newspaper houses like Indian Express to advertising agencies like Age Communication. But his first love has always been sketching portraits. “I had an interest in this art-form since my school days. My father, the late Balkrishna Parasnaik, was also an artist. His artistic genes have really helped me”, adds Parasnaik.

Born on the 2nd of October, 1948, Parasnaik is one person who totally shares the same view of life as the great personality who shares his birthday: Mahatma Gandhi. In fact he resembles Gandhiji even in his food habits, for Parasnaik is a pure vegetarian, surprising considering he comes from the Konkan belt. “I have never had friends who indulge in drinking and smoking. In fact if possible, I even avoid anything that has onion and potato in it”, he adds.

How does an artist find his mood to indulge in his art on a bustling pavement like the Jehangir Art Gallery pavement? “I am not a slave to mood. I can work at any given time and under any given circumstances. My work gives me immense pleasure. I work here from 3pm all the way to 6pm, everyday. Most of my work is done at home, but this atmosphere is ideal for me. I am not affected by the passersby. I hardly ever look up from my portrait”, says Parasnaik, making it sound so very simple. “There was no concept of pavement artists, when I started off. Now this pavement has become a gallery of sorts”, says the lanky artist, conspicuous by his traditional hat and soda bottle glasses.

But isn’t it illegal to display your art here on the pavement? “Displaying art isn’t illegal. Thanks to Cowasjee Jehangir, the owner of the Art Gallery, struggling artists have got a chance to display their work. Since I am the oldest artist here, my place is fixed and no one tries to occupy it. That ways I am respected among the artists here. But even otherwise, I face no problems from the BMC or the police. They are very co-operative and never harass us”, Parasnaik clears the confusion.

Most of Parasnaik’s clients are middle class people who want to get their portraits sketched, for which Parasnaik charges a nominal Rs.500 for an A3 size page. “I work according to orders. Most of my clients come back with more portraits to be sketched. I rarely do live portraits, as I get very little time from the pending orders. But when I do, I charge only Rs.200 for them”, adds Parasnaik.

He avoids charcoal sticks and thinks that Indian branded pencils add a shine to the portraits which is undesirable. Parasnaik uses the expensive Staedtler pencil as it gives the portraits a matte – finish.

Parasnaik has never felt the need to display his works in art galleries. “This pavement is my gallery, and my work does all the talking. I don’t need the crutch of an art gallery for that. My work gives me the motivation that money never can”, says the humble artist, whose students have gone on to having solo shows in the art galleries around town.

Certain things don’t change. For the pavement around the Jehangir Art Gallery, the mob surrounding a lean artist will always be there. “I am 60 now, but that doesn’t mean I will put up my boots. I will continue to go on and on, as this is my only motivation”.

— October 2008

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Muted Conversations!


Mumbai is blessed with these old world structures like the lamp post in the photograph above. Was walking along the Gateway of India, when i noticed two crows, perched onto the wires connected to the lamp post. They seemed to be lost in a kind of conversation that we humans generally have when we are facing each other after an argument, or a difference of opinions. The crow on the left seems to be making some point, which the crow on the right seems to agree with now, but did not agree upon initially. The clear sky provided a perfect backdrop for this photograph. Have tried to make use of a concept called negative space in the photograph.

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Deux Gouttes!!

Ah! The rains have finally Arrived in aamchi Mumbai. Rains are magical. They just add a new dimension to my creative thinking every year. How else would i explain to myself a sudden shine (on how to end a fiction piece i had started two years back) just when the rains started to pound the city. Anyways ill not get into that. Right now, let us enjoy the rains.

It was a lazy Sunday today. Woke up to the music of the rains and the howling wind. The atmosphere was perfect for reading a book. Satyajit Ray’s Indigo came to the rescue. A collection of mysterious short stories. So by the window, it was just me, Ray, steaming hot coffee and the rains!

I noticed these drops of water that had collected under the bars of the grill of my window. The drops if observed from up close were reflecting the building on the other side. Needless to say i quickly fetched my camera which had been lying unused since the last couple of weeks, thanks to my unearthly schedule. I got it in the Super Macro mode, but i noticed that capturing the reflection was outta the question as the drop was being constantly filled with water, from the sides and the film around the water was in constant rotation. And i wanted to capture that drop before it gathered enough weight to finally form into a sphere and release itself from the bar. The other drop was just about starting to form.

So finally i have kickstarted this years quota of Rain themed photographs. Many more to follow. till then.

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