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Bangalore's proud hanging bridge at KR Puram. Taken on April 25, 2010.
This majestic hanging bridge used to attract me for long. I chose this spot for a possible interesting photo for the Bangalore Infinite 2010 photo competition. I believe that the magic happens in the dawn and dusk for photography. I attempted to capture the bridge with good symmetry against the warm evening sky. It was bit scary to stand between vehicles moving at high speed in the median of the bridge. I was happy with the result of this hand held shot which was exposed for 0.3 seconds.
About me:
Sketching is my passion. My drawing, however perfect it is, viewers always compare with the original. They are not able to realize the beauty of the sketch as it is. This forced me to get my own reference picture. Hence I started 'clicking'.
Now-a-days photography is my main hobby compared to sketching.
I love to take portraits; particularly happy and expressive faces. I get lost with clouds. Even I bunk office to chase clouds ;-) Now-a-days I enjoy seeing and capturing with wide angle lenses which give awesome dimension to pictures with interesting perspective. I love to freeze the frozen temple architectures of India. Some day I will release a book on amazing temples of India.
By the way, I am a software architect in Bangalore.
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Shot during Bangalore Infinite 2010 - photo competition held last Sunday (25Apr2010).
Levels and colors adjusted. No crop. Tv-0.3sec Hand held.
Used 10mm lens.
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Most mornings I sit in a queue of cars until I can escape the commuter bottleneck of Congleton. I listen to the radio, BBC 5 Live most of the time but apart from day dream I don't do a lot else. There's not a lot outside the car to interest me in this part of the journey. But a couple of weeks ago I was interested to see that the shop next to The Hill Chippy on Rood Hill, which had lain empty for six years, appeared to have a new occupant. And it wasn't some common enterprise. It turned out that this is a stringed instrument shop, for violins and cellos.
The sight of them hanging on the back wall was enough for me to dodge the rain last night and push my way in through the front door. I've never been a musician although at one time I wanted to learn to play the violin. Later I wanted to play the bagpipes, but I've never had any sort of proficiency for learning to play, much as I love the sound of music (especially the film of that name)
As I walked in I had some vision of an elderly man, a craftsman bent over the wooden instrument fettling it with some specialist hand tool in a back workshop with light filtering in through the window.
Unfortunately the layout inside doesn't really make that possible, but I thought I must push myself out of my comfort zone and take a shot whilst I stood talking. I can talk to complete strangers so easily, but pointing a camera in their face is another matter. I can't relax and think about what I need to do, and all I ever do is take the snap shot.
So here is my snap of Mr Walker, the violin man, under available light in the shop on a miserable day outside. I shall go back and perhaps with the benefit of a bit of familiarity, warm to a more imaginative picture.
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"This is the eighth song from Secret Gardens album Songs From a Secret Garden, from 1995.
"We have invisible heart-stings between us. Our hearts are woven into these fine and sensitive threads that tie us together. These strings can only be seen with our hearts. But sometimes we step on these strings because we are not careful enough and that causes strong pain. Heartstrings is about missing someone and the invisible strings of our hearts." -Rolf Lovland"
The guitar provides the melodic backbone for Morris dancers, weaving folk tunes that keep the rhythm flowing and the energy alive. A vital part of the performance, the guitar bridges the music and the dance, adding warmth and drive to this centuries-old tradition.
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My birthday was last Wednesday and Giselle decided to give me a guitar for my birthday. I never knew how to play instruments in all my life and really, this is my first ever musical instrument that I own. Giselle though, is a pretty kickass guitar player and she's been playing since she was a kid so she's got a lot to teach me. I love it and I love the challenge, so far.
I decided to colour my last piece in, again with watercolour pencils: this time blue-purple. It's a bit patchworky, but I'm quite pleased with it. :@)
If I remember correctly, this is a table cloth from where I lived before. I like the different colours.