The boy looked over and noticed the camera. His eyes had a sparkle of mischief, a smile forming on his face. "You want to take picture? He jump." I looked over to a man he was pointing at, standing on a far ledge, watching others swim. He began to yell at this young man in his local dialect, who eagerly took off his shirt and began to walk towards the lip of the edge. For a moment he stood there, unsure with trepidation before simply stepping off. For a brief moment he flew, not making a sound until he splashed into the well below.

Hyderabad, India
April 2008

There is an overabundance of bicycle/door pictures on the net but here’s a modern take.

Hyderabad, India
May 2008

Hyderabad, India
April 2008

As they clambered on board this relic from a skirmish with Pakistan, the children saw me taking photos from across the street and began to wave.

Hyderabad, India
April 2008

I’m still not sure if this has cultural or religious connotations (my suspicion is the latter). Early in the mornings, women would come out of the homes and begin to design these intricate patterns into the sidewalk.

Hyderabad, India
May 2008

What started with a shot of two kids soon multiplied as more kids came running out of seemingly nowhere to get into the shot. In a pied piperesque moment, we soon had about 10 kids following us back home, rattling off questions, singing for us, and asking if we’ve watched any of the latest Bollywood flicks.

Hyderabad, India
May 2008

Every morning I walk past this construction site, I would sometimes see one or two guys brushing their teeth. When I saw such a large group today, I had to take a shot. I waved hello, pointed at my camera, and after a few head wobbles, I took the shot.

Hyderabad, India
April 2008

Hyderabad, India
April, 2008

The old man has an intense stare; the type which pierces through anything. However he was smiling before this shot. I swear.

Hyderabad, India
April 2008