Was whiling away my time at Banganga, one of the many places in Mumbai where time seems to stand still, when I really looked at the water and on them the reflections. It seemed much better than many modern art paintings I have seen in my time. The cacophony of the numerous ducks in the premises suddenly transforms into this elegant silence as they wade through. One of those moments where I lived in the now.
Flora under attack?
Intl Saturdays 36: Airport reflections
While waiting at the Narita airport to take me and my group to Oita, I was having a blast making photographs of aeroplanes landing and taking off. But after a while it started to get boring.
While composing a picture of the zebra crossing, i noticed that the couple sitting on the bench bang opposite the glass wall, was being reflected and decided to make them the subject instead. While the woman was fidgety, i really liked the almost zen-like expression on the man’s face. He may as well have been bored for all i care.
A water painting
Story of my life…
An unfulfilled bet
A Self Portrait
I’m a huge fan of reflection. Have explored it on the blog in Walking Tall , You Are Not Alone, Victoria Memorial Reflections 1 and 2 and so on. This time thought of attempting self portraiture. The place, ah well, I’ll let that remain a secret for some time now.
Perspective (Part Deux)
Exploring reflections is one of my favourite things in photography. I have done that many times before on this blog : Victoria Memorial Reflections 1, Victoria Memorial Reflections 2, Leaning Elphinstone and Perspective 1 among others.
It just fascinates me no end, when normal things get skewed and compressed in limited spaces. I never miss out on any opportunity to capture such shots. The composition above is a very cliched one, but its fun capturing it nonetheless.
Thanks to my extremely patient friend and her wonderful glares, i was able to capture the KalaGhoda dance and music stage after a high voltage performance by a Bengali theatre group.