Aesthetes see the beauty in everything around them. As said in Eat Pray Love, Indians have a special way of looking at life. We think it a privilege, not a right. This really is prevalent everywhere. As I walk along the Indian roads, there are certain sights that the regular eye would dismiss. But not these eyes. I try to capture the essence of the desi heart.
These are the moments I witnessed with some kids playing around on a late Thursday afternoon last week, and each of them told me a story. A thought they might have been wandering in at the time, or a memory they recalled. Even something they were deliberately trying to tell me. For some reason, I have always found that taking pictures of the local people has rewarded me with such deep and aesthetically pleasing content, that I can never seem to find in the higher, more sophisticated shoots that I do. That may be something I need to add to my bucket list. Bring life into photo shoots.
I have to be honest, no matter how hard I try to converse in foreign dialects, there's a certain flair that can only be achieved after years of practice. I admit, I'm not quite there yet with Kannada. Lets add this to that ever growing bucket list, shall we?
So with the publication of this post, on starts a series - India Being Indian. I want to share with the world, the magic of our country. The good, the bad and the hidden. All bared and captured.
These are the moments I witnessed with some kids playing around on a late Thursday afternoon last week, and each of them told me a story. A thought they might have been wandering in at the time, or a memory they recalled. Even something they were deliberately trying to tell me. For some reason, I have always found that taking pictures of the local people has rewarded me with such deep and aesthetically pleasing content, that I can never seem to find in the higher, more sophisticated shoots that I do. That may be something I need to add to my bucket list. Bring life into photo shoots.
I have to be honest, no matter how hard I try to converse in foreign dialects, there's a certain flair that can only be achieved after years of practice. I admit, I'm not quite there yet with Kannada. Lets add this to that ever growing bucket list, shall we?
So with the publication of this post, on starts a series - India Being Indian. I want to share with the world, the magic of our country. The good, the bad and the hidden. All bared and captured.
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