This is the final one in a series of three photos. These were taken on my Dynax 5 film SLR. The place is the coffee shop in the wonderful Ludwig Museum for Modern and Contemporary Art here in Cologne where I had gone with a friend to see a Henri Cartier-Bresson photo exhibition right after he passed away. Yes, these photos are more than one year old and yes, I was still caught up in the brilliance of Cartier-Bresson’s photography when I took these photos!

I left this in color as I liked the warm diffused light and the play of color.

This is the second in a series of three photos. These were taken on my Dynax 5 film SLR. The place is the coffee shop in the wonderful Ludwig Museum for Modern and Contemporary Art here in Cologne where I had gone with a friend to see a Henri Cartier-Bresson photo exhibition right after he passed away. Yes, these photos are more than one year old and yes, I was still caught up in the brilliance of Cartier-Bresson’s photography when I took these photos!

This photo unlike the one yesterday looked better in b/w. I like the way the two people are lost in their individual worlds, completely oblivious of their surroundings.

This is the first in a series of three photos that I’ll be posting over the next few days. These were taken on my Dynax 5 film SLR. The place is the coffee shop in the wonderful Ludwig Museum for Modern and Contemporary Art here in Cologne where I had gone with a friend to see a Henri Cartier-Bresson photo exhibition right after he passed away. Yes, these photos are more than one year old and yes, I was still caught up in the brilliance of Cartier-Bresson’s photography when I took these photos!

I was quite tempted to convert them to b/w but I felt there was a certain harmony in the colors which was lost in the process.

I got back my 5D from repair quite earlier than expected. To celebrate this pleasant surprise I shot something that I had been wanting to do for a long time and here is that result. I’m not sure if it has come out any good as the light was very low and I was forced to use the only fast lens I had with me today, the 100 macro whereas a proper wide angle would have better I think. Also, it was a weird angle to shoot from.

If in case you are wondering what it is. This is looking up from the bottom of the stairwell up all the way to the fifth floor along the staircase in the old Institute for Genetics building where our mouse facility is based.

This is the 100th photo on this photoblog so I thought I’d do something different today. This was taken by a friend of mine almost a year ago when I was in India. The person in the photo, if in case you have not guessed already, is me. This photo is the closest in spirit to the title of this photoblog (as well to the title of my home page on the domain). I shall let you make your own interpretations of that last sentence. The photo is, of course, heavily post-processed. Nothing special, almost everything was done using the simple filters and effects available in Picasa by me.

This is my Russian friend Katya. She had asked me to take a photo of her when we had gone to the Christmas market, a little more than a week ago. As I clicked the shutter some guy entered the frame…grr! I did take a couple more shots but I liked this one the best, in spite of the inadvertent entry. What do you think?

Luckily, this photo was not lost in the hard drive crash as I had processed these and stored them in a separate location. Oh, and a very Happy New Year folks!

The Seasons
sound their silent bells
before time

Cold rain
washing the dry
dust, off the reluctant trees

Wet dogs and dripping
cats huddle like
shipwrecked survivors
under lonely park benches

The sulking sun
suddenly steps out
to create
god’s seventh hope

—–

Fresh snow
falling in wintry waves
covering everything
with a pregnant hush

Hollow footsteps
melting into strange shapes
reminding me of my thoughts
on a cold Sunday morning

Closed sounds, grey feelings
Winter rising

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Brilliant sunshine
seeping through my cold skin
like my lover’s smile

A rush of warmth
as my bones bask
in the golden glow
of life awakening