In Allahabad at the confluence of three sacred Indian rivers, the Ganges river, the Yamuna river and the mythic Saraswati river is Sangam, one of the most sacred places in India. Every year during the Magh Mela, thousands of pilgrims coming from all over India and the world gather for
Dhobi are a Hindu caste specialised in washing clothes. During my journey along the Yamuna river, I came across many of them especially at Allahabad, Agra and along the Ganges at Varanasi. However, it is during my stay around Balua Ghat at Allahabad that I took the opportunity of docu
I was on my way to Khari Baoli when I took this picture in the Old Town of Delhi. I was interested in the various blue tones and the two Indian men who I thought would be well placed to make this composition. India is a unique country for colour and texture, and hence a perfect playgr
From Old Delhi to the timeless city of Varanasi: Places visited: Delhi – Haridwar – Rishikesh – Varanasi – Agra – Delhi From the secular culture of old Delhi to the holiest city in India, the journey will take us to some of the greatest Indian cities &
Off the track of my main Yamuna journey in India, the blue city of Jodhpur was among the places to visit on my Indian wish list. When, at the end of my journey along the blue river, I had 5 days to spare, I didn’t hesitate and jumped on the first night train to explore one of th
After travelling from Delhi to Allahabad via Kanpur, I arrived in Varanasi looking for some peace. I had no aim but to relax while exploring the everyday life of one of the holiest cities in the world. For years, I have been looking at photographs of Varanasi taken by fellow photograp
From its source at Yamunotri to its merging with the Ganges at Sangham, the Yamuna is a 1400km-long river. For many years, the river has been irrigating the lands of generations of farmers as well as filling their fishing nets, being the work place of some Hindu castes and supplying w
In the morning, a man is walking and smoking in the lane of Pahargang. About the photograph: I was having an after breakfast wander in Pahargang when the light on the wall above caught my attention. It was early in the morning, the sun was slowly rising and the lane was still dark. I
Old Delhi is both an awful and a fascinating place. Awful, because of the crowded streets, the density of traffic, dust and endless noise, making this urban environment at its worst an impossible place to enjoy a wander. Fascinating, because of its many shops, stalls and bazaars, its