and so the river rushes
and so the dark descends
and so each breathless
eternity is hummed into
the next. one by one by
tumbling one.
and so the moments
f a l l.
This image is really one from the archives, dating back all the way to last October’s trip to Kullu, in Himachal Pradesh – the result of experimentation with long exposures, makeshift tripods composed of stray pebbles, and cameras dangerously close to the fast, fast river. Timing, too, was an issue – it had to be when it was getting dark, because neural density filters are a bit of a dream, but not too dark. Still, I’m happy with the result, as first attempts go.
Please note that for the next week-ish I will be travelling, again, hopefully to return with lots of lovely stories to share.