Another timeless monochrome from India and from long ago, so scanned from film.
It was taken in a tiny village called Aihole in Karnataka State which is blessed with the remains of dozens of temples from the sixth and seventh centuries.
This bike repair shed serves a rural community, and perhaps doesn’t get as much passing trade as the liquor store just up the street, but the condition of the roads must cause quite a few punctures and bent wheels.
This is a simple scene, but telling. The barefoot boatmen wade through the detritus on the river bank. A string of beads lies in the water, maybe carried downstream from the funeral ghats just up river. The decaying brickwork and the old boat showing that entropy is having its way.
A scene on the river Ganges, The Ganga, Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India.
Hmmm, it ain’t sharp, but it sure is moody.
I like moody, even better than sharp.
Fort Cochin, Kerala, India.
This cat certainly has a mean look in its eye, which is strange as cats usually take a liking to me. I do like cats. Boiled with rice preferably.
Joking…… Just joking…
After the shock of celebrating my birthday yesterday with a picture in technicolor, here we are back to another truly exciting and memorable monochrome.
Perhaps the title for this one should be ‘Peanuts for Peanuts’.
A street scene captured in Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh. It’s sometimes difficult to read peoples reactions to having their picture taken.
Is it suspicion, fear, annoyance? Does he think that he’s been caught out?
I’m pretty sure that I would feel all of those and more….
Do we have the right to intrude? Should we reserve the right for people to see only our good side, or should we use our camera to catalogue and record even the negative and less than ideal conditions? I almost decided to delete this picture.
But life can be dour…..
A well earned rest in the middle of the day.
A street scene from Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India.
A surreal scene on the banks of the Ganges in Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India.
Shy Smiles in Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India.
Varanasi back lanes twist and turn and on this occasion I’m not sure who was more surprised as I came around a corner, to a welcome on the wall, and a girl hurriedly stepping aside.