It was the perfect kind of night for a snowfall: me with nowhere to go, a warm flat to cozy up in, and a friend’s manuscript to read through–all while watching the world turn white.
Watching the world turn white.
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Saying goodbye to India…and a call-out to readers!
To now find myself on the other side of this journey–with it largely behind me, with only a matter of hours left until I board a plane for London–is bittersweet. Because I think India has moved me—even if it will take some time to figure out just how, and in what ways.
What’s on in London: Photography at the V&A Museum.
“I’ve always believed in straight-up reportage. None of this new style of photography–stopping people on the street, asking them for permission and having them sign release forms.” — Norman Anderson, a.k.a. Normski Last October, I wrote about a festival I went to in honour of the Bloomsbury area of London–although the event I attended was … Read More