Captured at Denver Int’l airport (which is the world’s 3rd busiest airport, after ATL and DFW).
Archive for the ‘Street Photography’ Tag
Coming & Going Leave a comment
Markets of Bengaluru Leave a comment
Captured on my last trip to India:
Simple deterrent 1 comment
Whether it works I don’t know, but it certainly made me think. Captured in Delhi near Haus Khaz, a popular dining area.
Rickshaw with a view 1 comment
Captured while riding a rickshaw through Old Delhi.
Storage nightmare Leave a comment
I hope those files don’t contain anything important:
Captured in Bengaluru market.
Bengaluru Impressions Leave a comment
Captured during an afternoon stroll through one of Bengaluru’s many scenic markets. Click on any image to see in slideshow format.
A no-photo post from India 2 comments
You came here to see photos, I know. But let me tell you what you’d miss if you saw my latest pictures from India, where I am now:
Before I took up photography, I used a journal to record my impressions of the faraway places I visited on business: Rio, Singapore, Taipei, Caracas. But like many of us, I’ve succumbed to the immediate gratification of a snapshot taken with a phone.
Unfortunately, pictures don’t do India justice. They may convey the shimmering colors of women’s silk saris, or the deep azures, vermillions and magentas of ceremonial powders displayed in such perfect cones that one doesn’t dare disturb them through a mere purchase.
But pictures can’t convey the constant honking of cars, cabs, trucks, buses, motorcycles, scooters, and the ubiquitous yellow-and-green autos (aka tuktuks, everywhere else) as they all jockey for better positions on crowded boulevards or as they wind their way through streets so narrow that pedestrians have to escape into store entryways to make room.
Pictures don’t transmit the shouts and hawks of vendors in the market as they invite attention to their wares with melodic bellowing or urge buyers to make up their mind with the staccato-like hectoring of ‘balla-balla-balla-balla’.
Pictures don’t portray the close proximity of people, the constant brushes against others as you try to pass on too-narrow sidewalks or enter too-narrow doorways.
Pictures don’t let you smell the mix of spices, rotting fruit, exhaust fumes and wet asphalt, the fragrance of burnt nuts and corn-on-the-cob wafting in clouds above the rolling food carts that meander through traffic, the aroma of fresh flowers being weighed using hand-held brass scales, the occasional whiff of cow manure, the bouquet of spicy coffee served in paper espresso cups from corner stalls no bigger than a coat closet.
Pictures don’t let you feel the invisible dust that covers your skin as soon as you step outside, or the cool air wafting out of stores fortunate enough to have a fan, or the heat that stings your skin as soon as the sun breaks through the monsoon clouds.
Pictures don’t convey the drizzle that threatens to turn into a monsoon downpour that never comes, or the screech of a bird that is so jarring because it is so rare, or the dogs slinking through the throngs of people looking for scraps of food and getting no affection, or the thousands of smiles flashed at you in the hope of a bit of charity.
Pictures don’t let you feel the flakyness of a barota dipped in masala sauce, or the crispness of a roti served with an assortment of chutneys, or the softness of a slightly charred naan combined with butter chicken.
Pictures don’t convey the near-misses between cars inches apart in heavy traffic, or the flow of traffic around pedestrians crossing the street without any sign of hurry or panic, or of commuters boarding a bus that has already pulled away from its stop, its doors left open to allow stragglers to jump aboard before picking up speed, or the haggling that precedes the boarding of any conveyance.
All that is lost with photography. What’s also lost is our attention span — we see something, we snap a picture, we move on. Gone are the days of quiet contemplation triggered by a desire to ‘remember the moment.’ Our memory has been outsourced to photo storage in the cloud.
I don’t recall the few pictures I took so many years ago in Rio, Buenos Aires or Provence, but my recollections are nevertheless vivid, indelibly stored in my mind through the act of writing them down. So if you want lasting memories of your travels, maybe it’s time to put down the camera and pick up a pen?
DC Metro Impressions Leave a comment
A fine example of man-spreading:
Shot with iPhone, edited with Snapseed
DC Metro Impressions Leave a comment
Rare sighting!
A millennial a)reading a book, and b) a classic (The Count of Monte Christo) and c)in public. All is not lost.
Shot with iPhone, edited with Snapseed
DC Sartorial Style 2 comments
Washington, DC is a place where tie clips are still a thing, where bow ties are still worn in seriousness, and where men still wear fedoras.
Captured on DC Metro with iPhone.
Look up! 2 comments
Or you might miss sight like these window washers high above K Street in DC.
Shot on iPhone
Flower buds for sale 2 comments
Devaraja Vegetable Market Leave a comment
Bananas in Bangalore Leave a comment
Every kid wants candy Leave a comment
All aboard! Leave a comment
Captured at the Bangalore train station:
Bangalore Station Leave a comment
Captured while waiting for my train to Mysore:
Devaraja Market Leave a comment
I’m starting to go through my pictures from my most recent trip to India, here’s the first one, from Mysore’s Devaraja Market:
Canon 7D, 40mm lens
ISO 250
f/4, 1/400 sec
Scooters rule Leave a comment
Certainly in Bangalore, where traffic is famously congested.
iPhone, Hipstamatic
Traffic in Bangalore Leave a comment
Seems chaotic but is actually quite beautiful — everything flows like water. I just wish the photos could convey the ceaseless honking.
At the starting line:
And they’re off:
My ride:
Street Art in Philadelphia Leave a comment
More murals from my trip to Philadelphia. Click on any image to see them in slideshow format.
iPhone, Hipstamatic
3 Versions of Commuter Bliss Leave a comment
However you may define it: shared experience, place of work, or gaming break.
Backyard life in the city Leave a comment
Ronald consoles a lonely traveler Leave a comment
Captured at Burlington, VT airport.
iPhone, edited with Snapseed
Everyone negotiates… Leave a comment
… the subway differently. Some bury themselves in their phones, some in their books.
iPhone, edited with Snapseed
Faces of India 4 comments
Tough week at the office 2 comments
Commuters on their way home on a Friday evening, captured on DC Metro.
iPhone, edited with Snapseed
Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia Dargah Leave a comment
Tailors of India 1 comment
It’s not hard to find someone to mend a shirt or sew a button on in India – I loved all the craftsmen plying their trade in the open.
Street food of India Leave a comment
Colors of Nizzamudin West Leave a comment
Traffic in India 2 comments
Traffic in India was amazing – despite the lack of adherence to rules, it flowed like water. If you want to make a U-turn, you just pull into oncoming traffic, which slows down without any discernible annoyance. If you want to cross the street, you simply step out and traffic will veer around you (scary, but it works!).
Barbers of India Leave a comment
Street life of India Leave a comment
Vivid colors are everywhere in India, even among the poorest. Captured in Delhi and Bangalore. Click on any image to see them all in slideshow format.
Beards of India Leave a comment
I loved the many different beard styles I saw in Delhi. Click on any of the pics to see them in slideshow format:
Taxi ride in Delhi 6 comments
More street scenes from India, this time captured from my taxi in Delhi:
Shot with iPhone, edited with Snapseed
Cows and elephants in Bangalore Leave a comment
While cows are easily spotted on Bangalore’s streets, the only elephants I saw were Ganesh figures on taxis’ dashboards.
Taxi ride in Bombay Leave a comment
Some street views while driving through this vibrant, manic, exuberant, fascinating, and thriving city.
Captured with iPhone, edited with Snapseed
Neighborhood with a little grit 1 comment
Scenes of Fishtown (Philadelphia). These two had a vigorous conversation as I walked by:
Waiting at the SEPTA Metro stop:
Driving under the Metro:
Next to the Metro:
All images shot with my iPhone and the Hipstamatic app
Murals of Fishtown Leave a comment
On a recent business trip to Philadelphia, I captured these murals dotting the neighborhood of Fishtown. Click on any picture to see them in slideshow mode.
iPhone, Hipstamatic
A new look 1 comment
Captured on the DC metro. The ears lit up in synch with whatever he was listening to.
iPhone, edited with Snapseed
“Take a ride on the Reading” Leave a comment
After visiting the Reading Terminal in Philadelphia you’ll never look at that Monopoly chance card the same way again. The train station has been converted into a market for regional foods many years ago, and I enjoyed a couple of lunches (cheese steak!!) there this past week while attending a conference at the convention center next door.
Hell’s Angel 5 comments
Found on quiet street in DC neighborhood while walking to work — a vintage Indian motorcycle.
CA highway scene Leave a comment
Saw the quintessential California highway stereotype last week in San Diego: a blonde in a convertible with her lapdog on her lap. Priceless.
Serenity in DC 1 comment
I know that title is an oxymoron, given what is going on in this city these days, but it didn’t seem to bother these two as they enjoyed a quiet Friday evening sunset over the Lincoln Memorial.
Happy Hour at the Daily Grill 1 comment
Captured on my commute this evening:
The Most Dreaded Place on Earth 1 comment
A recent visit to the DMV yielded 4 hours of waiting and one photograph:
iPhone, edited in Nik Silver Efex 2
Subway Music Leave a comment
Grocery line Leave a comment
Some people can make themselves comfortable anywhere, even in the check-out line at Trader Joe’s.
iPhone