Bus stop
A bus stop outside Munnar in Kerala. Buses are few and far between, but in Kerala life is so sweet who cares. MMC, TPC, WPC Advertisements Continue reading Bus stop
The thing with feathers that perches
We stopped while passing through the Thar desert. In a little thicket of desert plants, acacia and milkweed. I saw the very familiar bee eater. They … Continue reading The thing with feathers that perches
The drop that got away
I haven’t been posting regularly, but Trablogger’s invite to post for the last time this year is one I cannot ignore. The ordinary, the mundane, the … Continue reading The drop that got away
Rough and tough
When you start bleaching your world of colour you find new aspects to things. I had not really thought of oranges as abstract textural roughness until … Continue reading Rough and tough
Inner beauty
In my youth I thought only of the inner beauty of a potato: the delight that could be unlocked by peeling or dicing, frying or roasting. … Continue reading Inner beauty
Convolution
During my increasingly rare forays into the kitchen I tend to look at ingredients and register only their flavour. When you do not cook often, you … Continue reading Convolution
A very ordinary thing
I raided the kitchen for something that would look good without colour. The humble red onion with its textured papery skin turned out to be a … Continue reading A very ordinary thing
Red rose
In monochrome the red of a rose is not as interesting as its center. The curly stamens are topped by the interesting looking anthers. The pistils … Continue reading Red rose
The new
A white rose in monochrome. I wanted to remove all hints of colour to see what is left behind: light and shadows, texture. What’s special about … Continue reading The new
