Bandhavgarh

 

 

Art of Minimalism

French writer Antoine de Saint-Exuper once said,
''Perfection is achieved not when there is nothing more to add,
but when there is nothing more to take away''

flower child

old city, Poona

oriental influences

the small pleasures in hidden treasures

Historical Ganesha temple at the end of the bazaar

or in my case coming home to my dogs

Its 3.30 am, its been 20 mins since I reached home, 23 hrs since I last had a bath and 20 hrs since I changed my clothes, clothes that are now covered with muddy paw prints, salt and pepper fur and slobber...lots of slobber. I haven't even entered the house yet, kinda tough to when you have 2 full grown Dalmations literally jumping on you, pinning you down, licking you face furiously. I finally decided to give them big bear hugs.....it worked! they calmed down, still panting heavily though. They walk up and down the stairs with me till I get all my bags up to my room. 2 mins later they are curled up on their beds, snoring!

Bitter sweet goodbye

 Pun intended, my last project was with the mahila mandal of a Sugarcane refinery.

Its a shame I did not get time to take pictures of the place! 

Misty mornings welcoming a beautiful tangerine sun, as the flaming shades of coral and peach spread across the sleepy blue sky. Between the never ending sugarcane fields is a winding boulevard, the Banyan trees stretch out their arms hugging each other creating an arched pavilion. Drops of sunshine fall through the green ceiling creating abstract art with broken lines of illuminated dust.

an overnight train journey along the south west coast and an hours drive through time.