Harini Calamur's Writings
KD got me this lovely 35mm macro lens for the Olympus E-510. Over Diwali, when we were in Lonavala, i had fun with the lens. Yes, it has taken me a couple of months to upload the pictures. The Bougainvillae in a…
Probably one of my favorite photographs …. you walk alone. any mark you make is washed away. I wonder how many gods there were in the past – who have died out simply because no one worships them anymore … forgotten,…
All this talk of internet censorship, somehow reminds me of the spider and the web… Walking down a slippery bunch of stones, mossed over, wet – with a camera and a tripod should be no fun – but it actually is 😀…
Those who believe that Mumbai is modern, a British creation, have never been to Banganga. is said that the source of the Banganga Pond, in Mumbai, is the Ganga itself. And like the Ganga, the pond is holy, and can wash away…
I love shooting at sunrise & sunset. There is something about the hues of orange, the forms silhouetted against the light that catches my eye. The rest is playing with camera settings, crush the exposure till you get the hues that you…
20 years ago, every little road in Mumbai would have a ladies tailor. Women in the neighbourhood would go to him, flirt with him (most ladies tailors were pucca flirts) and get their clothes made – usually sari blouses, salwar kameezes, and…
In my garden, Lonavala, the Parijaata tree blooms. The tree with a story. Krishna and Satyabhama are in Indralok, helping the Devas fight Narakasura. When Krishna is injured in battle, Satyabhama picks up arms and slays Narakasura. Indralok is ecstatic. Song, dance,…