2004 > 2008 – India
Night roving in India’s cities, villages and countryside. To catch an essence of the country, the one from its street life, where the show is generous. One works, eats, gets washed and does so much outdoors. One sleeps in the street, on the pavement, next to his shut down shop, men and animals under the same rotation of overwhelming heat in the daytime and the nightly mildness. Strolling in this India which loves to be offered to the looks. Here, maybe more than anywhere else, the night is an inexhaustible theatre. And the obscurity offers sort of a summary of a larger text from which scribes would have extracted the essential.
« I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living* ».
Night roving in India’s cities, villages and countryside. To catch an essence of the country, the one from its street life ».
* James Cameron, News Chronicle, 1957
