The Indian Flag by Yoothika Baruah
Captured on Indian Republic Day, this creative composition reimagines the national flag through the lens of food photography. Yoothika Baruah meticulously arranged masur pulses, sugar, and moong to represent the saffron, white, and green hues of the Indian tricolor. Shot indoors using only external flash lighting, the image demonstrates a keen eye for texture and symbolic representation. The photograph is award-worthy for its ingenuity in transforming everyday pantry staples into a patriotic tribute, showcasing the photographer’s ability to find artistic potential in simple, domestic subjects while maintaining precise technical control over light and color.
Yoothika Baruah
Originally from Assam and currently based in Bangalore, Yoothika Baruah is a versatile photographer whose portfolio spans outdoor portraits, maternity, and food photography. Driven by a passion for learning new perspectives, she excels at capturing the essence of her subjects, whether they are children or culinary arrangements. With aspirations to expand into fashion and travel photography, Baruah is dedicated to refining her craft as a freelancer, consistently delivering high-quality work that resonates with her clients and celebrates the beauty of both human subjects and the natural world.
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It’s a curious exercise in scale. By arranging pulses into a tricolor, Baruah creates a miniature landscape, yet I find myself searching for a datum line or a sense of threshold. It’s flattened, lacking the depth of a true built environment, yet the way the flash catches the granular texture of the masur pulses is genuinely lovely. It’s a domestic architecture of the table, though I’d trade the symbolism for a glimpse of the room’s actual light.
Pulses and sugar arranged as a flag aren’t merely domestic; they’re a quiet defiance against the void. The flash here doesn’t illuminate; it interrogates the grain of the masur, forcing the texture to confess its own weight. I’m unsettled by how the shadows cling to the edges of the saffron. It’s not a celebration of nationhood, but a stark reminder that even our symbols are composed of dust, waiting for the dark to reclaim them.
The frame divides into three distinct horizontal bands, creating a perfect 1:1:1 ratio of mass. It’s a rigid, tripartite equation. The granular texture of the pulses provides a chaotic counterpoint to these clean, parallel vectors. I’m genuinely struck by how the sharp, linear boundaries between the masur and moong pulses stabilize the composition’s visual gravity. It’s a beautifully solved spatial problem; the geometry doesn’t just represent a flag, it enforces a mathematical order on the organic.