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Behind The Visible Image

Posted in Timeless Black & White with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 5, 2013 by designldg

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“You’ve got to struggle against the pollution of intelligence in order to become an animal with very sharp instincts – a sort of intuitive medium – so that to photograph becomes a magical act, and slowly other more suggestive images begin to appear behind the visible image, for which the photographer cannot be held responsible.”
(Robert Doisneau – French photographer, 1912-1994)

This picture was shot recently in Chandni Chowk, one of the oldest and busiest markets in Old Delhi.
Nothing has changed much since a few centuries in the narrow lanes going from Jama Masjid to Chawri Bazar.
This is the heart of the City of Djinns…

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The Good Life

Posted in Dreams of An Enthralling India In Colour with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 24, 2013 by designldg

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“There is a special spirit among people who call themselves Banarsis, whether they are rickshaw-pullers, merchants in the market, or the old aristocracy.
It is an art of living, both passionate and carefree.
They call it masti (“joie de vivre”), mauj (“delight, festivity”), and phakkarpan (“carefreeness”).
It is the exhilaration and drunkenness of Holi, the extravagance and culture of Burhwa Mangal, and the glitter of Divali.
It is enjoyment of life without ostentation…”
(From “Banaras, City of Light” by Dianan L. Eck)

These ladies were bargaining religious accessories sold in front of the Swami Narayan Mandir (temple) in Varanasi (Benaras).

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Bette Davis Eyes

Posted in Dreams of An Enthralling India In Colour with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 24, 2013 by designldg

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“…She’ll expose you, when she snows you
Off your feet with the crumbs she throws you
She’s ferocious and she knows just
What it takes to make a crow blush
All the boys think she’s a spy
She’s got Bette Davis eyes…”
(From “Bette Davis Eyes” by Donna Weiss and Jackie DeShannon)

Those people bargaining religious accessories in front of the Swami Narayan Mandir (temple) in Varanasi (Benaras) caught my attention and especially the lady wearing the yellow sari who had a few expressions reminding me of Bette Davis…

This is a link to an amazing version of this song by Karen Souza, youtu.be/ydTzfPBw_tY

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A Faint Shadow

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“Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.”
(William Blake – English poet and painter, 1757-1827)

Kachauri Gali is close to Vishwanath lane, it is one of the narrowest lanes of Kashi and it is where many pilgrims come to have breakfast after their morning dips in the Ganges or prayers at the temples all around.
Here and there a few fruits and vegetables sellers like this young man always stand at the same place…

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Friday Call

Posted in Islam, Timeless Black & White with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 28, 2012 by designldg

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“O you who believe! when the call is made for prayer on Friday, then hasten to the remembrance of Allah and leave off trading; that is better for you, if you know.”
(The Quran – The Congregation, 62.9)

This is picture of Jama Masjid, the largest and best-known mosque in India, which is in in Old Delhi.
It was a Friday morning at the time of the call for prayer when many people gather in front of gate number two in the amazing market which goes to the main gate of the Red Fort.
This is the place where I always buy a few red apples from Cashmere which might be the tastiest I ever had.

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Stolen Childhood

Posted in Human Rights Violations with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 7, 2011 by designldg

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A few days ago I saw this little boy at the vegetable market which is at the end of Dasaswamedh road in Varanasi (Benaras).
He was selling green beans sitting on a wooden cart for several hours.

Child labor in India is a human right issue for the whole world.
According to the statistics given by Indian government there are 20 million child laborers in the country, while other agencies claim that it is 50 million.
The Indian government has tried to take some steps to alleviate the problem of child labor in recent years by invoking a law that makes the employment of children below 14 illegal, except in family owned enterprises.
However this law is rarely adhered to due to practical difficulties.
People using children usually find loopholes and circumvent the law by declaring that the child laborer is a distant family member.
In villages there is no law implementing mechanism, and any punitive actions for commercial enterprises violating these laws is almost non existent.

Anyone who sees or knows a case of childlabor and doesn’t interfere becomes a sinner of complicity…

 

Distinguished Merchants

Posted in The Oldest Living City in the World with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 29, 2010 by designldg

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“Who hath taken this counsel against Tyre, the crowning city, whose merchants are princes, whose traffickers are the honourable of the earth?”
(The Holy Bible- Isaiah, chapter 23)

Once again I went to take a few pictures at Nai Sadak, that amazing market in the center of Varanasi (Benaras) where most of the Muslims shopkeepers sell any kind of fabrics.
This timeless bazaar is an a source of inspiration for any artist as the place is full of people wearing traditional clothes, there are so many colours, it is also very noisy with any kind of musicmusic and many scents are floating in the air.
Those young men saw me an my camera and they asked for a few pictures, they said they knew me and they were happy when I started looking at them through the lense.
There was a distinguishability in their attitude, those merchants could have been princes…