A rickshaw driver in a street of Calcutta
West Bengal is a state in the eastern region of India. Neighbouring regions are Nepal to the northwest, Sikkim and Bhutan to the north, Assam to the northeast, Bangladesh to the east, the Bay of Bengal to the south, Orissa to the southwest and Jharkhand and Bihar to the west.
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Flowers. Kolkata
Kids washing flowers in the Hooghly river on the Armenian ghats in Kolkata.
You can see where it is looking at this one
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mercredi, mai 02, 2007
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Train station. Darjeeling
Buddhists monks waitin,g for the little train to go from darjeeling to Siliguri
Ferry. Murshidabad
To cross the Hoogli river I had to use a "ferry". Those women were going back home, in little villages.
Goddess. Murshidabad
A little girl next to the Hoogli river in Murshidabad. She was doing the laundry with her family in the river.
She asked me to take a picture of her.
Chapatis. Pandua
Shot from inside a restaurant during a monsoon shower in the town of Pandua, 300 klm north of Calcutta.
She came to buy some chapatis.
He was sitting there making them next to the oven. A scene one sees very often.
Baby. Barhampur. West Bengal
A small kid in hiding in his mother's arms at the shop in Barhampur, a town on the Ganges in West Bengal..
lundi, décembre 11, 2006
Water. Murshidabad
A woman fetching water outside her home in a small village outside Murshidabad,
the last capital city of independent Bengal.
Murshidabad is situated on the banks of the Ganges river.
Smile. Pandua
This woman was selling veggies on the sidewalk in Pandua, brinjals, ladyfingers, etc.
She was eating a mango from the place.
As you can see , it was monsoon time.
Beedis. Pandua. West Bengal
his is taken in Pandua, not far from Malda in west Bengal. I had a long walk in a rainy day and crossed a few villages where they were rolling those Beedis. The weather was grey, no light and rain...Still I had a extraordinary day..Thanks to those Indian people I met
Monsoon. Malda
In the small town of Malda.
Those kids were surprised by the rain playing around rickshaws...
They ran for cover.. but one was curious!...
jeudi, novembre 30, 2006
Flowers. Calcutta
A boy refreshing the flowers not far from the flower market.
Armenian ghats. Kolkata
Goddesses. Kolkata. West Bengal
Juxtaposition next to a shrine on the ghats near the Kali temple in Kolkata.
Armenian ghats. Calcutta
A poor man under the rain during the monsoon time in Calcutta.
Howrah station ain the background across the Hoogly river.
mercredi, novembre 29, 2006
Monsoon time. Calcutta
I was walking in Kolkata. Monsoon time. This little girl was waiting under the light rain to cross the busy Jawaharlal
Nehru road, a big artery of Kolkata. She was going in the direction of the Maiden's, a big park.
In 1690, the site of Calcutta was chosen by Job Charnok, an agent of the East India Company, for a British trade settlement.
The place was carefully selected, being protected by the Hooghly River on the west, a creek to the north, and by salt lakes
about two and a half miles to the east.
There were three large villages along the east bank of the iver Ganges, named, Sutanuti, Gobindapur and Kalikata.
These three villages were bought by the British from local land lords. The Mughal emperor granted the East India
Company freedom of trade in return for a yearly payment of 3,000 rupees.
An exhibition I had in England last fall
Kali Temple. Calcutta. West Bengal
A boy sitting next to kali inside the Kali temple in Calcutta, an incredible place.
you can see it here, On the cover of this book "The way home"
An exhibition I had in England last fall
Monsoon Puja. Kolkata.
An image of a Puja on Babu ghats in Kolkata, along the banks of the Hooghly, a tributary of the Ganges.
It was the monsoon season, but the warm climate doesn’t prevent people from living their usual lives.
It was raining as I had never seen before.
The best time to visit any river in India is in the morning, and this is the busiest ghat at this time.
A flurry of typically Indian activities begins at the crack of dawn as the mist rises and the sun falters
over overnight clouds, to announce yet another day. Bathing. Worship. Commerce. Ceremonies of birth
and death. Then, all of a sudden, the rain falls and falls and keeps on falling heavily.
An exhibition I had in England last fall
mardi, novembre 21, 2006
Selling red thread. Calcutta
Sacred thread being sold not far from the entrance of the Kali temple in Calcutta
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