You see a tree that has bloomed and looks beautiful. Plenty of picture ideas hit you right then. You start capturing photographs with the phone that’s always in your hand. Pictures of the tree; in original, sepia, monochrome. Pictures of you standing - by the tree, in front of the tree. Solo shots, couple shots, … Continue reading Photographs – How many is too many?
I attended an Annie Leibovitz photography exhibition a few weeks back. I have always admired her photographs, which is why when I heard about this event (and the fact that it was free), I was excited. I went ahead and reserved slots for me and my friends, none of whom had heard of her. During the week leading up to … Continue reading Post 23 – Annie Leibovitz
I smiled at my reflection In the side mirror Of our car. The girl in the mirror Did not return the smile She seemed lost With lips, Reluctant to curve upwards. I glanced away looking At others in their cars Some passing by, Others we left behind Each one forlorn And lost Eyes on the road … Continue reading Post #16 – On The Freeway (Poem)
I glance outside The window As my train halts For a signal. I see a painting Right there On my regular route To school. A perfect painting Trees, hills A setting sun Clouds and the horizon. The complete landscape Right there All that was missing Was a canvas and paint Some paintbrushes. And a person … Continue reading Through a dirty window
A pictureOf youBy the window.Deep in thoughtOblivious to meMy cameraMy shot.SunshineOn your face,Highlightingyour cheekbones;And edges of your hairBrown they seemin the light.
Meanwhile, I am now a proud owner of a beautiful DSLR. All thanks to my bestest girlfriend and kindred soul. Love her and the camera. Thank you BVG. I have been clicking all through weekend and have captured some wonderful shots. Kudos to Canon and some to me. What I have realized over the last … Continue reading DSLR happiness
Suddenly everyone is a photographer. All of them have a tool - SLR, DSLR, point and shoot, their phone even. And they click and click. They edit it. They Instagram it, Photoshop it. Nouns are now verbs. And social media is cluttered with images of flowers and cows and roads and clouds, sepia, black and … Continue reading Photograph.
I walk the lonely street, an errand to run. A short walk to the grocer's, but so many moments and pictures waiting to be taken. So many sounds that I want to capture: the conversation between a boy and his grandma, barks and yelps, loud TV shows, the breeze, leaves on the street, a distant … Continue reading Why I write.
Intricate carving Attracts me Calls me closer The gentle surface of my palm feels the curves and bends, the shapes on stone. My feet used to tiles and carpets: spoilt, relaxes against the cold and rough stone. It brings me peace, this place: a temple long forgotten holding stories all carved in stone. The pillars … Continue reading Lepakshi