Archive for January, 2008

31
Jan
08

At Play

preview. for old times’ sake.

30
Jan
08

..Goodness I saw it coming
Or at least I’ll claim I did
But in truth I’m lost for words..

- Snow Patrol ‘Chocolate’

29
Jan
08

David Trattles

David and Jada on Holi

David and Jada on Holi

More Prints from Him

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david showing his prints from canada to jadavpur university photography club members where he talked about paasshyun for photography.. 01.02.2008

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david’s print box… :)

the above two fotos: © manish golder

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…’that small path beside rashbehari avenue is alive. a winding front room, living room, toilet and a wash basin for forty five rag-pickers of one extended family. the shoe that is tossed out of a passing ambassador will be found by their small, dark hands. to be ripped and stripped, and sold to a scrapdealer as rubber, cotton, leather, plastic, foam, string. each night, the ragpickers together share simple food and pray pleasing thoughts to their gods, calcutta soot falls on their lined faces; the power winks twice and is gone for the night. they roll to the curb, and clothed in breath, they pull on sheers of plastic bags, playing cards and diesel fumes.’….

…..’schoolboys jeer, men leer, women sneer.’

excerpts from David Trattle’s THE BOXING LADIES

David Trattles

Had the opportunity to meet him today at his exhibition in Calcutta’s Seagull Art Gallery.

He makes you smile, grin, feel relaxed – instantly. Is the coolest person ever.

He has traveled to Calcutta from Delhi on an Atlas Bicycle. I had the opportunity to ride his bicycle today(30.01.2008), which I figured has gears attached on it!

28
Jan
08

For Rafal

For Rafal

23
Jan
08

memorable shots from my friend Victor..

there are some photographs that refuses to go away.

these two photographs from my friend got really etched on my mind ever since he showed them to me. sharing them with you.
victor worked for the rajasthan patrika for a short while before quiting. he’s now working real hard to earn money to pursue his love for photography.

he’s been my fellow city rambler on several occasions. also, fellow national geographic photo admirer.

do you need a caption?

of human horses

21
Jan
08

suddenly this:

how to be creative?

- hugh macleod

- ‘doing something worthwhile takes forever’ -

- ‘put the hours in; do it for long enough and magical, life-transforming things happen eventually’ -

- ‘money is no object. you are an object’ -

- ‘nobody can tell you if what you’re doing is good, meaningful or worthwhile. the more compelling the path, the lonelier it is’ -

- ‘everybody has their own private mount everest they were put on this earth to climb’ -

- ‘the more talented somebody is, the less they need the props. A fancy tool just gives the second-rater one more pillar to hide behind’ -

- ‘don’t try to stand out from the crowd; avoid crowds altogether’ -

- ‘ if you accept the pain, it cannot hurt you’ -

- ‘the most important thing a creative person can learn, professionally, is where to draw the red line that separates what you are willing to do, and what you are not’ -

- ‘i do the work for free. i get paid to be afraid’ -

- ‘ the only reason they like me is because i am young and cheap. the minute i am no longer either, i’m dead meat ‘ -

16
Jan
08

fooling around…

satabdi

16
Jan
08

Excerpts from A Greek Portfolio

Shepherd

“As I came closer, I slowed my pace and moved closer for fear of startling the man. I expected him to look up at any moment, then I stopped, only a few feet from the bent figure. I slowly raised my camera, focused, composed, and pressed the button. He slowly raised his head, looked at me calmly, and said good morning. The picture had been taken, and the experience was ended.” 

- Constantine Manos

11
Jan
08

“no matter what heights the human mind may attain, it can work only with the organs it has and the functions peculiar to them. Eyes that did not see forms could never furnish it with images, ears that did not hear articulated sounds could never open it to words.”

Susane K. Langer. Philosophy In a New Key





 

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blurted out lately

- now if you wanna pose like mona lisa...i am gonna take my paint and brushes along... - i was thinking this one would be based on intuition as well...just as everything else.. - i for the first time am having a go at your brains... - no your sounding just right...bose...well tuned...

Good Grief! *from The Statesman

Looking Back: Some youngsters find it 'fashionable' to know about their city's past. Perhaps they are easily inspired by plans government representatives present every year at tourism fairs to promote Kolkata as a 'heritage' destination! Sometime back a couple of youngsters turned up Statesman House wondering whether prints of old photographs of the city were available. They went on to reveal their plans of starting 'heritage walks' in Kolkata. It was suggested that they should meet people like PT Nair and Rathin Mitra for information about the city's past. Their reply was 'interesting' ~ "Who?..." What are they doing these days? Why don't you find out!

About This Blog -

In case you have made it this far and wondering where you are, I think I owe you an explanation. After all I must have done something that brought you here. Anyways.... About this blog - don't know what strange affliction it is to post random inconsequential snippets from the recesses of my demented mind. Its deliberate, but an accidental one. And it continues to evolve in that way. The word evolve should not be taken in a Spencerian understanding of things, it's perhaps a more random haphazard spurted 'growth' than anything else. Sometimes its just plain stagnant. It is quite embarrassing at times to put up anything here on this blog. In any instance this self publishing exercise will always be a scarred reminder of how stupid one can be. Therefore, without deprecating my efforts further, I want to say that this blog isn't about my photographs (that's what I primarily engage in - photography), it isn't about whether the opinions I have on certain issues matters less, it isn't about how I made a discovery by the way of a film or a place I just happened to have visited, it isn't about all those things I just mentioned and also isn't about those things that could corroborate with the above mentioned disclaimers. So what is it about? Well, I think, its about the emptiness that surrounds me, the emptiness of thoughts and memories and afflictions - by the way of a person, a place, a music, a film. Not much into analysis, more into observations. More visual than literal. Although sometimes the two mix well, at other times they're like oil and water. It's abstract, and its how I feel about life. Don't try to make sense of it. You'll probably be very disappointed. So what's the point of being here? None ~ Zilch. It's very personal and very selfishly so. Peace & love. Siddhartha