On the long journey somewhere between Kyaiktiyo Pagoda and Kalaw in Myanmar (Burma), we stopped for a break and ate at a fairly large restaurant. Next door was a small arts & crafts shop making and selling colourful parasols. Here is the shadow of a young woman who worked in the shop.
Category: Photography
An old man of the Hamar tribe
A few short years ago, I came across this man sitting outside of his hut in a small village belonging to the Hamar tribe, Omo Valley, Ethiopia. He had rather distinctive eyes.
Cerro Espada
This is a close-up of Cerro Espada, one of several large granite spires within the heart of the Torres del Paine mountain range in Chile. This photo was taken on the hiking trail between Campamanto Italiano and Campamanto Britanico in March 2006. Cerro Espada is not normally the main subject of photos, but it does appear in the background of other photos of this mountain range. Trekking through the valley, I had this excellent view of Cerro Espada and took the opportunity to photograph something a bit more unique. One of my more memorable and enjoyable trips.
A sadhu at the Kumbh Mela, India. The Ancient of Days.
At the Kumbh Mela in Prayagraj, India, 2019. Around 240 million people visited this event. An eclectic mix of the old, the new, the religious, and the curious. Most notable here were the thousands of sadhus (or holy men). Here is one I pictured, making his way through the confines of the festival. He reminds me of William Blake’s depiction of god in his “The Ancient of Days”. It’s unusual, I know, comparing a Hindu holy man with the Blake’s Judeo-Christian god. The visual comparison is striking; both are the Ancient of Days.
An NFT to a high-resolution image of this photo can be found at OpenSea.
Girl in the Iraqi Marshes
Heading into southern Iraq towards Basra in 2011, we travelled through the Iraqi Marshlands and came across a number of locals who had made their home here. It was a big contrast to the dry and dusty conditions that we had already travelled through to get here. Whilst we waited for a boat to take us across the waterways, I wandered over to a couple of huts along the water. A dog came out barking towards me, but a small girl followed the dog out and soon reigned it in. Another girl, who I presume was her sister due to their likeness, appeared out from these same huts with a welcoming smile, and I photographed her against the backdrop of the marshes.
