The green Mudumalai Wildlife Sanctuary en route to Ooty.
Blurred through a low shutter speed.
and after a struggle to make a contraption, i finally managed to concoct something to cut out the light – which i won’t be showing here because of my crafting skills 😉
and here are some of the first ttv shots i took this morning.
The Nikon AF 300 mm I received yesterday is a heavy duty old lens, complete with a metal body, and faux leather lens cap. (I’m looking at you, Nikon Corp). Having laid around unused for some time, its also got a layer of fungus. Which actually worked out well, since it gave photos a lovely soft feel.
So here’s some pics taken from the 300 mm today. (what a DoF! Sigh)
My Nikon D 80, with its trusty and utterly lovely 50mm f 1.8 D lens
just got a new friend . Introducing the beautiful Nikon 300 mm f/4 🙂
A big thanks to M for sharing it with me 🙂
Some books of poems i have, that have left some lasting impressions.
i brought this book from a second-hand book dealer in Pune. i think it was mainly to make an impression among my “intellectual” “friends”. But reading it changed my perspective about many things.
We Sinful Women. Inspired my first zine, much much later.
Namdeo Dhasal‘s book of poems, translated by Dilip Chitre, “Poet of the Underworld” contains some amazing bits from his iconic works like Golpitha, and Gandu Bagichaa.
There are plenty of other poets I like. I do not have their books with me though…
But Ghalib? I pick his book when I’m deliriously happy. And again, when I’m down in the pits.
Ghalib has saved me countless times. ‘nuf said.
Who are your favorites?
drawing inspired by a kalamezuthu i saw at a folklore fest in calicut, 2 months ago.
Dabbling with water colours at 1:50 am
and geometric shapes – wherein one need not think too much.
The 20th Party Congress of the Communist Party of India (M) is on this week in Calicut / Kozhikode. The entire city is decked red, with buntings, banners, and a good dose of love from Russia (and Cuba and Germany)
replete with socialist realism imagery….tackling the American imperialist eagle, while the poor of India look on. (what???)
and here’s the gem our Indian “socialist realism” artists came up with. The iconic image of Krishna leading Arjuna to the war, setting up the scene for narrating the Bhagwat Gita takes a red tinge here. Marx leads Lenin. Das Kapital replaces the Gita.
Bottom line: The world (and communism) is an illusion. 🙂
More images soon!
with this music. so much.