Assassina della Fotos

The title says it all. I should check myself into photo rehab. These photos are a little dated and I feel like I have been doing SO MUCH with myself in the last two months and havent documented ANY of it! These following photos are a fleeting glimpse into my life and a fraction of the people that have influenced me..

Hopefully more photos to come soon, keeping my eyes crossed..


Marco De Milato



Prodipta Roy



Tushar Kanoi



Hawks Flying Home



Communist State





Multiple(like, 15x)exposed photo of the many layers of my life, including my parents, who are found in the very first layer..






Assassina




Just Given'r with life. Full Moon tonight. Pretty exciting. Claire, my wonderous Goan/English friend/role model leaves Calcutta and is moving back to England early tomorrow, so tonight is the final farewell. I will have photos for sure. The people in my life are wonderful, eclectic, electric forces of energy for my state of being at this moment in time..I am an energised, mutified, turbo powered creature of the elements.

Going to post lots of awesome photos of everyone, taken by everyone in the next couple of days..Stay tuned..

Loving Always,
from the inner fires of my Being,
Rohini

Honey

I have a feeling I might have to finally lay my camera to rest. Its days are numbered and I'm having quite a hard time dealing with it. The reason why I havent been shooting as much film anymore is because of this particular, devastating reason.

From my last roll of 36, only 19 frames turned out, and even then there was quite a bit of overexposure, double exposure, or no exposure at all.

But out of all the photos that did or did not turn out, there was one that came out as perfectly as technically and cosmically possible.

I dedicate this post to Honey, Rohit's baby pug dog (I could say pug puppy, but that doesnt sound quite right). More than just the miraculousness of the photo turning out, I dedicate this post to her, because several days after the photo was taken, Honey died of complications in her sweet little bones.

So this is to you Honey, and Rohit, whose only crime was loving her too much..



When Sleeping Dogs Lie

Love,
R