A photographic ode to an epic bus ride…
I cannot, with images, do justice to this part of the trip. The road to Agra, India, should have been a fairly manageable 4 or 5 hour drive from Delhi.…
Really high, it seems…
…coming down from a dream. Blowing away the clouds and seeing, once again, what cannot be. Take your time with these photos, my friend. It took many of us a…
Whichever side of the tracks…
The conventional world view says that something different from yourself should be feared. It happens with race… but I’ve been in places in Africa with children who have never seen…
To liven a dream…
I’m going to continue the dream motif here. Because the level off surreality is off the charts. However, this also will mean absurd amounts of photographs – last time was…
Trouncing into a dream…
Fair warning: this is a rather large post, very photo-heavy. There’s 50-something images ahead. You may want to just load up the page and come back when its done. When…
A taste of tea…
Heads up, this is almost exclusively a post about people. Maybe I should clarify: this whole little trip is about people. Its about connecting with people on a common level.…
A few portraits of tea…
If you were not aware, I am in India for a university sponsored study on the anthropology of tea. The mission is to know tea, learn how it is made,…
And now for something completely different…
India. Delhi, India. Brace yourself. And you internet connection… many a photo ahead. Just a little assortment of images from our day in the streets of Delhi. All typical images.…
Putting away the hours…
Not too many hours on a plane to Paris from Boston. Six isn’t too bad. But 8.5 is… to Delhi, India. But we arrived late that night. Pardon the confused…
Walking around brains…
Today a few of my students and I were privileged to take a walk around Harvard University – and quite a few places behind the scenes – with University Photographer and photojournalist…
Tracing around tea…
Where does tea come from? Did you know, unlike coffee, tea comes from only one type of plant and it all depends on the preparation. Whereas coffee is altered by…
A jog about for freedom…
I’m all for exercise. Today, we jogged the Freedom Trail, the red line they’ve painted/bricked through all of Boston connecting all the major sites. From the site of the Boston…