Power Rangers
A weaver preserving a generations-old method of weaving (called Tangalia) in a rural village in Gujarat. How I love his shirt.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Labels:
capitalism,
india,
portrait
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Diwali Celebrations
here's some of the kitschy things you can get in the markets in the days leading up to Diwali (The Festival of Lights/biggest holiday of the year in India). can't get enough.
here's some of the kitschy things you can get in the markets in the days leading up to Diwali (The Festival of Lights/biggest holiday of the year in India). can't get enough.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Labels:
berkeley,
diptych of the week,
mumbai
Monday, October 12, 2009
going east
GOING EAST
Elsewhere,
a babe's first words might be
ma ma, or da da
In Berkeley,
babies are born in a
lotus position
Their first word is
Karma
There might be more
Buddhists in Berkeley than
in Tibet
Some are from Tibet
but many are from
Brooklyn
Bishop George Berkeley
you got it backwards
It's "Go East, Young Man,
Go East."
-Ishmael Reed
GOING EAST
Elsewhere,
a babe's first words might be
ma ma, or da da
In Berkeley,
babies are born in a
lotus position
Their first word is
Karma
There might be more
Buddhists in Berkeley than
in Tibet
Some are from Tibet
but many are from
Brooklyn
Bishop George Berkeley
you got it backwards
It's "Go East, Young Man,
Go East."
-Ishmael Reed
Labels:
berkeley,
film photography
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
classic mumbai
i cannot name all the reasons i loved this moment.
The palm trees, the perfectly tended grass, the architecture...this scene makes me feel like I've time traveled back to 1930 and I'm looking out on some British admirals playing cricket. I half expect to see a turbaned Indian pop into the frame carrying chilled lemonade to serve them.
at the harbor. please don't make me leave here. ever.
taj hotel. (yep, the one from 26-nov-08). one thing i love about living here, as in california, is seeing so many birds. birds birds birds.
pappa. gateway of india.
i cannot name all the reasons i loved this moment.
The palm trees, the perfectly tended grass, the architecture...this scene makes me feel like I've time traveled back to 1930 and I'm looking out on some British admirals playing cricket. I half expect to see a turbaned Indian pop into the frame carrying chilled lemonade to serve them.
at the harbor. please don't make me leave here. ever.
taj hotel. (yep, the one from 26-nov-08). one thing i love about living here, as in california, is seeing so many birds. birds birds birds.
pappa. gateway of india.
Labels:
bikes,
festival,
san francisco
Monday, October 5, 2009
getting ready for garba
I was in Gujarat last week to celebrate the end of Navratri, which is a pre-diwali 9-day celebration, and a big part of Navratri is a dance festival called Garba.
Here's a couple of pics from that night, but if you want to read about what all went down, check it out here.
cruising in Vadodara
I didn't have anywhere to put my cell phone, so here are some important numbers which I hoped wouldn't rub off.
my cousin looking for our car at the end of the night
at our mini after-party
I was in Gujarat last week to celebrate the end of Navratri, which is a pre-diwali 9-day celebration, and a big part of Navratri is a dance festival called Garba.
Here's a couple of pics from that night, but if you want to read about what all went down, check it out here.
cruising in Vadodara
I didn't have anywhere to put my cell phone, so here are some important numbers which I hoped wouldn't rub off.
my cousin looking for our car at the end of the night
at our mini after-party
marketing II
It turns out that Tata's Himalayan brand water has many cutesy little paragraphs on its 1 L bottles, not just the one I posted last month.
It turns out that Tata's Himalayan brand water has many cutesy little paragraphs on its 1 L bottles, not just the one I posted last month.
"I look back on life - it's funny how things turn out. you, the creator of beeping sirens and honking cars, yearn for the solitude of the mountains. You, a connoisseur of fast food, now gaze at water that took years to gather natural minerals as it trickled down the Himalayas to within your reach. And I, some of the purest water in the world, stand here, trapped in a bottle.
Come, enjoy the irony."
[eye roll],
shelley
Labels:
capitalism,
mumbai
Friday, October 2, 2009
theme of the week: 3.oct.09
"red"
hi friends,
we sort of skipped a week in there since i wasn't able to update, but hopefully you've seen the recently posted "typical morning" diptych and my theme pick for this week is "red." Stay tuned for our bon's diptych next Sunday on Oct 11! In the meantime, make sure to check back often because I have a lot of catching up to do and will be posting from all the happenings of last week.
cheers from Mumbai!
shelley
Labels:
theme of the week
diptych of the week: typical morning
At the music school, we have class with our guru every morning. He's a big deal, the head honcho. When he arrives on the floor, everyone frenetically moves to open the door, turn on the lights, make him comfortable, and then settle into class quickly. We never really know when he's going to come though. It could be 9:30 AM, 10:00, 10:15 or anywhere in between. Since my bedroom door is exactly opposite the classroom door (pictured here), most mornings I am peeking out my door every 3 minutes to make sure I haven't missed his arrival. The tell-tale sign is if his slippers are on the mat...in which case you better get your butt inside because he's waiting. (I should add that he's one of the gentlest people I've ever ever come in contact with. Out of respect and humility, the tradition is to keep the guru from waiting on his students.)
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[left]: Berkeley, CA
[right]: Mumbai, IndiaAt the music school, we have class with our guru every morning. He's a big deal, the head honcho. When he arrives on the floor, everyone frenetically moves to open the door, turn on the lights, make him comfortable, and then settle into class quickly. We never really know when he's going to come though. It could be 9:30 AM, 10:00, 10:15 or anywhere in between. Since my bedroom door is exactly opposite the classroom door (pictured here), most mornings I am peeking out my door every 3 minutes to make sure I haven't missed his arrival. The tell-tale sign is if his slippers are on the mat...in which case you better get your butt inside because he's waiting. (I should add that he's one of the gentlest people I've ever ever come in contact with. Out of respect and humility, the tradition is to keep the guru from waiting on his students.)
Labels:
berkeley,
daily life,
diptych of the week,
mumbai
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