i love faces. i love the stories in them. the startled ones. the nervous twitches. the open faces. the stoic faces. some faces draw you in, some make you work and with some you are always the distant outsider.
her life lives on her face. the past leads to the present, intertwined on one face. it emerges at every corner and shows you her life. that one wrinkle when she fell very ill. the pursed lips for the grumbling tummy. the curl of the lip when they didn’t get her joke. the wide eyes of a first ever experience. the distant gaze of that faraway thought. the inviting smile of kindred. she tries and hides in her face, behind the eyelid, in the corner… but you still see her.
her emotions live and breathe in the eyes. and in her eyes you always find her.
here are some of my favourite faces from travels over the last 8 years. i remember the city in their eyes and through their eyes if they tell me more. find your tale in these faces and tell me about it in a comment.
sapna or ‘dream’ – what do her eyes see?
the cabbie madhu at velha goa – he spoke to me about letting go and learning how to achieve peace and ‘nirvana’
the caretaker at jhadpoli – he made me work the hardest to get a glimpse of that wide, welcoming smile
heerabai from purushwadi – she welcomed me right into her kitchen
i don’t know his name, he doesn’t know mine. the boy on the train to to aiguille de midi at chamonix. meet the dreamer at chamonix
Nicely done.
Yes, captured on the camera too
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I loved this article 🙂
— Mita
On Sun, Sep 15, 2013 at 8:33 AM, merry to go around
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thanks amma and mita.. 🙂
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Perceptive, Bhavani! Liked what you had to say, as much as what you got me to see:)
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thanks amya.
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so much diversity in pics 🙂
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thanks amar.
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beautiful portraits, bhavani! when i see these faces, it’s their eyes that draw my attention..what fascinates me is how our eyes speak the same language of happiness, sorrow, struggle, peace and hope..i see all these emotions in these photographs..thank you for sharing:)
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thanks uday! that’s a lovely observation – it is the same emotion. that so true. its another way to realise how similar we all are…
and yes, its always the eyes. they tell a story. they speak even when the rest of the face doesn’t want to..
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