South India
From where I stood, there was no way to guess what was cooking inside the large mansion. From outside the house, I could not guess what was being cooked inside, even though the strong scent could have led me on. Crispy sweetmeats simmering and sizzling in huge bronze pots. A graceful woman kept going back and forth carrying large bowls of baked candies on her hip. From another room came the whisper of the television. Standing by the door, the curvy figure of a young beauty a young woman acknowledged my presence with a delicate smile.
In the courtyard, two little boys played with sticks and sand. There was no separation between life and work, among family and colleagues. I wondered what their working hours were.
At the edge of the Desert
Sand easily overtakes the careless traveller. Grain by grain, it squeezes slowly between tight lips, it threads its way through...
Narrative • North India
A Recovered Beauty
It was early morning when Lizzy and I left Madurai for a destination we both knew nothing about. Mrs. Meenakshi Meiyappan...
Narrative • South India
Cathedrals of Ecstasy
Retrace our steps with Hole & Corner as we explored the derelict performance spaces of Chennai and Madurai in the south...
Behind-The-Scenes • South India
One Journey, Four Perspectives
A closer look at the road trip that we undertook along the Ganges with four photographers to showcase the versatility of Hasselblad's X1D cameras...
Behind-The-Scenes • North India
Barefoot
White sandy beaches separate crystal clear azure waters from lush curtains of rainforest green...
Hotel Guide • South India
At the Threshold of Saints
I stood at the gates of the mausoleum of a Sufi saint, the Durgah. I wondered if I was doing everything right, if I was in the right spirit...
