Why do I photograph? I have asked myself this question many a times. May be it’s the need to hold on to my memories in some shape or form. And someday when my memory fails me, I can look at my images and reminisce. To quote Henri Cartier-Bresson, “Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.”
I started paying serious attention to what I was photographing sometime in 2009. It took me a year to figure out what I wanted to photograph or rather how I wanted to photograph. I was told that you don’t take photos, you make them. I tend to agree with that.
My influences are many and I probably need a few pages to list the names of all photographers past and present whom I follow and am deeply influenced by. I suppose my father was my primary inspiration. I still remember an image that my father made that got me curious about photography. I will put it up on this blog soon as I can get a digital copy (the original must be at least 20yrs old).
But suffice to say, street and documentary photography including reportage holds a special place in my heart. I guess I am more comfortable making black and white images but I am learning to use colour too and often.
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