INDIA | TRAIN

posted by on 2012.01.21, under Inspiration, Photography
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Holi

posted by on 2012.01.20, under Inspiration, Photography
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Varanasi Still

posted by on 2012.01.19, under Inspiration, Photography
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posted by on 2012.01.18, under Inspiration, Photography
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Varanasi Festival

posted by on 2012.01.15, under Inspiration, Photography
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Surely this will be my last batch of photos taken on the river from this trip. There’s only so many photos of boats and ghat’s you can take! The colour of the sky and the water tonight as the sun set was pretty incredible though.

 

The specs silhouetted against the sky in the third shot are kites flown from the ghat’s and the rooftops of the overlooking buildings.

Varanasi | Part 3

posted by on 2012.01.14, under Inspiration, Photography
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Varanasi | Part 2

posted by on 2012.01.13, under Inspiration, Photography
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Varanasi | Day 1

posted by on 2012.01.09, under Inspiration, Photography
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Varanasi | India

I think I experienced every human emotion within the space of about 30 seconds today. People, animals, smoke, fog, food, waste, traffic, noise, your senses are blanketed as you stand in the streets of Varanasi. Beggars and Holy men call to you for money but you don’t have local currency yet and they are too many to single any one of them out. Cows wander the narrow lanes going where they please while monkeys leap across the rooftops above.

And then you descend upon the Ghanges, walking carefully down the sheer steps of the Ghat’s to the brown water below. Men, women and children bath in the murky waters, brushing their teeth and washing their clothes amongst the filth and debris. Bodies burn on funeral pyres and children play cricket on the Ghat’s. And this is the first day.

HOCKING STUART | inspection

posted by on 2011.08.30, under Reel
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Hocking Stuart

STIHL | rexy

posted by on 2011.08.30, under Reel
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Stihl

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