POTRAITS AT THE OLD CITY

One day, in school when I came home I found a National Geography magazine on the table. It was the issue which had the famous Afgan Girl shoot by Steve Mccurry. I just could not take my eyes off it. I remember that night I kept on thinking about that Afgan Girl. I kept on thinking where she lived ? Was she sad in the picture? Sometimes the image looked scarry to me. Sometimes intense… It just did not get over my head. Next day in class I kept on thinking about the photograph. I did not listen to a word my teacher was saying. Steve Mccurry was someone who influenced me while growing up. For me, the Afgan Girl is the Monalisa in photography !

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When I started studying photography, I started following Steve Mccurry’s work. His images where mesmerising to me…

For days with my photography teacher, I kept studying his potraits and decided to click potraits on the next out door shoot in the old city.

My images are no where near Steve Mccurry’s images but that day I was inspired by his work…

morning gossip on the temple stairs
Morning gossip on the temple stairs
i found this shopkeeper sitting outside his tiny make shift shop siting and observing...i wonder how much he was earning..would he be making enough?
I found this shopkeeper sitting outside his tiny make shift shop observing. I wonder how much he was earning. Would he be making enough?
Cart vender on his morning rounds to collect scrap
Cart vender on his morning rounds to collect scrap
This boy siting outside his door steps enjoying his sunday...doing nothing
This boy siting outside his door steps enjoying his sunday…doing nothing…
in this image I found the way the lane looked with the boy siting outside on his doorsteps
In this image I found the way the lane looked with the boy siting outside on his doorsteps interesting..
A boy sitting with his grandmother...
A boy sitting with his grandmother…
Me  and my only companion, a beggar roaming on the street wih his dog following him..
Me and my only companion, a beggar roaming on the street with his dog following him.
Sometimes I can't sleep in the most comfortable place cause its not my bed, looking at this man I was wondering, are his needs that simple or was he so helpless?? i dont know but he was surely sleeping
Sometimes I can’t sleep in the most comfortable place cause its not my bed. Looking at this man I was wondering, are his needs so simple or was he so helpless?? I dont know but he was surely sleeping soundly. I could hear him snore…

 

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