Old Delhi 2

I went to Old Delhi with the naive assumption that I was going to take the best photographs I’d ever taken and that I would return home completely satisfied.

I should have known better.

I like the photos I took during the few days that I shot there but my mind is already racing with ideas of how things could have been done better – what if I spoke Hindi, what if I’d I’ve stayed for one more chai, what if I had used a flash, why didn’t I do more planning? The list goes on.

To be honest, I know realize that the trip was just to test the water. I’m thinking of going back already. And when I do, I know it’ll just be another small step in the direction I’m trying to lead myself.

Here are a few more photos.

The Indian national flag painted on a door

I sat drinking chai with this man and his brother-in-law for a while. We couldn't communicate but that didn't seem to bother us.

I got a few shots of these guys but this is probably my favourite. They all thought I was a little mad.

Next to one of the Jama Masjid mosque exits you can find shops everywhere filled to the roof with old engine parts.

2 thoughts on “Old Delhi 2

  1. All of these shots from India are really incredible. I especially like the portraits that include some surrounding context, like the shot of the seller of old engine parts. If you’ve got a lot more like these I think you could easily get a book out of it.

    • I took plenty of shots while I was there and I’m still going through them. I concentrated quite a lot on close up portraits but now wish I’d taken more environmental portraits.

      Thanks for the nice comment.

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