| Myopic Endeavour... |
[20 Jun 2004|12:23pm] |
I have recently started a photoblog where I aim to let my pictures (however bad or worse) do most of the talking... For all those interested you may have a dekko here.
The site's titled Myopic Endeavour signifying that it's just my narrow prejudiced perspective on the world I see around me... As most photographers (even amateur ones like me) can only capture the world around them as they see it, prejudices and all...
Comments and crits always welcome... This is, after all, a public forum...!
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| Finally I get down to writing about it... |
[20 Jun 2004|02:57pm] |
I've already posted once about chance encounters leading to unexpected, but happy, situations... I think that sentiment just about sums up the last 4 weeks of my life, including the trip to Pondicherry...!
I needed to take the break to spend some time with myself and my camera for a change... Yes I've been doing a spot of photography now and then by going to the Heritage walk and all that... But that's just weekends... I though the trip would enable me to really spend some time behind a viewfinder and, hopefully, capture something I'd be proud of later...
But there's this thing they say about the best laid plans of mice and men...
One chance encounter was with Neils, a German architect living in Pondicherry for the last two years working on the design of a soon-to-open Heritage hotel... We met over good food and wine, at the hotel in question, and before the evening was out he'd invited me to his 'small beach house' near Auroville for the weekend...
His little beach house turned out to be a full blown, self contained artist's retreat complete with it's own electricity plant, water plant, organic food farms and private beach...!
I spent the weekend, with 15 other people, on a sprawling property dotted with quaint little cottages built of bamboo and reeds with comfortable verandahs and open air baths...!! We boozed and partied till the wee hours and then woke up early in the morning to catch the sunrise on a pristine east-coast beach... The skies were azure, the sands were pale gold and the weekend was surreal...
And then on my way back to Chennai I met Shivanand on the bus... For the record, we got talking because he thought a ponytail-wearing-mp3-player-toting freakozoid was a definite rarity on the Pondy-ECR-Chennai bus. Rare enough to warrant a conversation.
I figured that anyone wanting to make conversation with me bloody well deserved one...!
As we spoke we discovered common interests in music and photography... We even started our respective forays into photography with the same camera- a Cosina C1S, a thousand-in-one chance in itself...! I mean I wouldn't have batted an eyelid if he'd said 'Nikon FM10', god knows there's more than a million of them floating around in the world, but a Cosina...!!
The journey passed by in a blur of excited conversation and we parted with the promise of meeting up later in the evening for a round of drinks... We went to a cozy joint on Mount Road called Zara's and the evening went by in shots of Tequila and a haze of cigarette smoke... We talked of photography and music and girls and suchlike... Commonplace conversation but a splendid evening...
I got dropped off at my room at 2 in the morning and I just about managed to stagger up to my door...!
And I won't even begin to talk of that evening spent with a gaggle of women drinking breezers and chatting up about 'girly things'... I didn't know I had it in me to even endure a few hours of girl talk, let alone be a contributor to the conversation... But apparently I did... And I had a really nice evening as a result...
But of course I did a lot of photography... So much so that I don't want to touch the camera for another week at least... What I didn't expect, though, is that running parallel to my well chalked out plan was another hidden agenda totally beyond my control... I met some fantastic people and had some truly memorable experiences with them...
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