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In March, I traveled 20 days through Northern India and it was absolutely unlike anywhere or anything I've ever experienced. It's hard to put the… Read More
In March, I traveled 20 days through Northern India and it was absolutely unlike anywhere or anything I've ever experienced. It's hard to put the intensity of it into words; the extreme congestion of people, the endless blaring horns, the reckless drivers, the staggering contrast between wealth and absolute poverty and misery. It was all so very real and shocking. India to me was very much about the people. It was about the kindness of the people and their curiosity of the camera, the intense and revealing looks in their eyes in the portraits, the excitement of the masses of children from having their picture taken. I was overwhelmed by the people of India. I was amazed at their kindness, curiosity and an almost sort of innocence. India was an extreme overload of the senses. Read Less
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INDIA: Stories and Portraits
 
Traveling through India was unlike anything I've ever experienced. It's hard to put the intensity of it into words; the extreme congestion of people, the endless blaring horns, reckless drivers, the staggering contrast between wealth and absolute poverty and misery. It was all so real and shocking.
 
India to me was very much about the people. It was about their kindness, their curiosity of the camera, their intense and revealing looks in the portraits, the excitement of the masses of children in having their picture taken. The people of India overwhelmed me with their affection, curiosity and an almost sort of innocence.

 
India was an extreme overload of the senses.
Sunrise on the Ganges river
Taj Mahal mosque
From my window on an early morning train from Jaipur to Delhi
Puja ceremony on the Ganges river, an evening ceremony that honors the Hindu god Shiva. The candles, symbolic offerings to Shiva, are lit and then set free on the Ganges and contain a prayer of the person who set it afloat.

The cafeteria of a Sikh temple in Old Delhi. The temple serves free meals to thousands each day.
From the window of my train to Delhi from Jaipur. So many families live right on the tracks.
Spice market in Old Delhi