The great Indian rope walk.

A little girl performs by the street on occasion of Mahashivratri, out skirts of Mumbai.

Chasing Clouds.

My fascination with cloudscapes goes way back, before I realized what the words camera, photography, landscape, exposure stops and shutter speed meant. Even before what watercolors, oil on canvas, acrylic and crayons meant. To the time when  mass of water particles in air meant more than home work, milk, early sleep and shining shoes.

I still feel my emotions turn watching the theater of the sky. The eeriness of grey clouds, the jubilance of fluffy summer skies, the drama of fast pacing stormy clouds, the obscure mysterious veil of the morning fog. I would be ecstatic at my trips to hill stations like Matheran when my dad would say that we are walking through clouds, and after I walk out he would show me the cloud we just came through.

Clouds have also been the subject of art since long. The full moon hiding behind a thick curtain of evil black cloud is parallel with a bad twist in the following tale. We have grown seeing flowing clouds, fighting clouds and fluffy clouds on Windows logos for a long time.

p.s. at times I feel like gulping down one whole big candy floss of pure white cloud in one go!!

Street Exposure.

My notes on shooting on the streets….. (find the complete post under “behind the lens menu” above)

So, what did I learn from shooting the streets?  Can you do it too? Here is a quick roundup:

1. Stop being scared: Many people ask me that how do I walk up to complete strangers and ask them to click their pictures. The secret lies your eyes and your smile. Eye contact, a smile, a little bow of the head is the non verbal permission that works for me most of the time. We all want to be famous, known, admired. When you click someone’s picture, unless they are in a helpless situation, such that of pity (beggars, lepers, handicapped or such) people generally feel flattered, admired, important. So they are more than happy to welcome you. Works better than any pick up line ……..Click here read more.

Gift of Grandparents

Reblogged from Steve McCurry's Blog:

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Nobody can do for little children what grandparents do. 
Grandparents sort of sprinkle stardust over the lives of little children.  
- Alex Haley

 

 

There is no grandfather who does not adore his grandchild.
- Victor Hugo

Perfect love sometimes does not come until the first grandchild.
- Welsh Proverb

A grandparent is a best friend, teacher, cheerleader, and counselor.

Something magical happens when parents turns into grandparents.

Read more… 208 more words

Another great collection from Steve Mccurry.

Beauty and the beast – Pictures from Gudhi Padwa Festival 2013.

Beauty and the beast – Pictures from Gudhi Padwa Festival 2013., originally uploaded by VISHAL TOMAR.

More pictures here : www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.518713228184855.1073741…

Velas – A ride back in time.

It’s a funny world we are living in these days. We are the chaos. We live in an environment made completely by us, but un fortunately, against us. We cut trees, grow deserts and invent air conditioning. We build atomic clocks and measure nanoseconds, but don’t find enough time to play, sleep, eat, relax, love. Meeting friends and family without any business  is now ridiculed as waste of time. We have the world’s information at our finger tips, but no clue of where are we heading mentally, spiritually, emotionally, physically…..Read the complete post, click on the picture, or here.

You can read the past in some old faces – William Thakeray

the past in some old faces…