Two days in Delhi

I spent two nights in Delhi on my way up to Rishikesh. I saw only the tiniest fraction of the city and what I saw I liked. Delhi is big and loud and dirty, alive with beauty and ugliness. To me there was something indescribably gorgeous about it all: the grime, the telephone wires, the old barbershops, the crumbling facades, the faded paint, the glistening fruit, the bicycle shadows...

street shot one

Mary Poppins miracle

what became of the TV in my room

street shot two

old shapes

street shot three

peppers + trunks

work

it's becoming mango season

the produce aisle

adornment

mini temples

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color and light

check out the pink carrots! I bought two

old

bread in da oven

making naan. the man was pressing out the balls of dough with his hands  and slapping them to the side of the tandoor oven where they stick until they are puffed and browned. and all this was right on the side of the street.

cycle rickshaw

"plant more trees"

chaats

shoemaker's lunch

still life. I swear I wished I could sit down and paint

homemade hotel room breakfast

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chai stand

doorway

barber shop

doorway two

snack

street side rickshaw repair

birds eye

naan + veg curry

testin out shades. these aren't the winners

street shot six