“Now that's the shot you wanna have!” This phrase became a joke with me Hardik and Deepti during our days traveling together. I heard it from Hardik too many times to count.
What I always miss about India is the feeling that something exciting could happen at anytime anywhere. For a photographer this is especially great. There’s just no other country I’ve been to where you’re so visually stimulated so often.
A man usually digs up the salt and loads it into a large aluminium basin. The basin goes on top of a woman’s head. She unloads it into the back of a tractor. A new pile of salt is waiting within seconds.
Dwarka… One of India’s holiest cities. The ancient kingdom of Krishna. The most Western point of India. Now a quiet pilgrimage town on the sea.
My love affair with South Gujarat continues. Having ridden back and forth here so much, I’ll miss the roads that go through it. They’re special. Different to many other roads of India that I mostly associate with hell.
I liken much of my travels to one giant scouting trip. I want to see as many places around the world as possible. But my ultimate intention is to come back to the best of the places and shoot in more depth.
For a photographer who predominantly makes images of people there is nothing like India. The country must have the highest concentration of amazing stories and characters per square kilometre.
The whole way from Diu was fairly green from the start. Banyan trees lined the roads and formed tunnels. Beautiful ride. Closer to the town of Somnath, we noticed something peculiar. Black smoke rose above some of the green fields.
I love fish (eating it) and fish related stuff. For once, I decided to get it out of my system. To photograph everything to do with fish in a port in Diu and to eat as much fish and seafood as possible.
I've forgotten how long and painful even short motorcycle rides in India can be. After not finding what I wanted in one coastal town, we set off for another. We decided to split up the journey and stop on an island called Diu.
One of the least fun things you can do in India is ride a motorbike at night, especially during the winter. Winter in Gujarat isn’t anywhere near as cold as in Europe, but, it is definitely cold enough to make you think twice about jumping atop a motorbike once sun’s down.
I’ve been back in India for 2 full days so far. I’ve quickly been reminded why I love it so much. Why it’s so frustrating and why there’s no other country like it.