The Breath of Glacial Stone
The air in high places tastes of crushed slate and ancient, biting cold. It is a sharp, metallic tang that settles at the back of the throat, reminding the lungs of their own fragility. I remember the feeling of wet river stones against my…
The Architecture of Silence
We often mistake loneliness for a lack of company, as if the absence of voices is a deficit to be corrected. Yet, there is a specific, heavy kind of quiet that exists only when we are truly apart from the hum of the collective. It is not an…
Village Life by Prasanta Singha
This shot was taken at a remote village by name Gourdaha, India. This village is famous for its extraordinary landscapes and its photo friendly people.
Technical Info: Nikon D3000 | 1/200sec at f3.5 | ISO 400 | Focal Length 18mm
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