Shot in the city of Kolkata, India. The young man was working while he was sitting on the wooden box. A file was in his hand and he was just filing. When I focused him, he stopped moving and glanced at me. I wondered why he was on that small box. It was not comfortable to work. Yet the place might be a home position to file.
I found a small studio when I walked around the streets. And an old man who wore a gray lo…(more)
The man held a file in his hands and stood in front of his shop. For a switch, he seemed t…(more)
The man with a cap called Taqiyah and glasses was working at his shop. Beside him, a a big…(more)
A man wearing a hat was sitting by the wayside. Beside him, his tool was placed. He was ju…(more)
A man was filing the horseshoe of his horse of the carriage in the street. Horses run on s…(more)
Some wooden pole with faces were standing on the edge of the village. All of them had wide…(more)
The riverside of the temple was a crematorium. A dead body was juts being burnt. Yet there…(more)
For the locals, the Mekong river is not only a means of transportation but also bountiful…(more)
The window panes of the building were made from wood. And one of them was opened widely. Y…(more)
It was almost dusk. Some laborers had finished their work already and were relaxing near t…(more)
Shot in the city of Kolkata, India. The man wearing a tanktop grinned.
Many newspapers are sold in the stand by the sidewalk. I don't know if there is freedom o…(more)