About six years ago decided to make a journey to North India. As a studio photographer for many years I had forgotten how it is to shoot for my own pleasure and I tried to make this trip a reminder of pleasure photography. So the decision was made to carry only one small amateur camera, specifically the Olympus C8080WZ(wide zoom) and work with its limitation since its truth that equipment does not make the picture, the eye of the observer does that combined with good timing. Limitations of the camera were too many at the beginning for a professional photographer, like very limited manual adjustments and not publishing quality resolutions but quickly I adopted the way to shoot and it was fine. I enjoyed the low weight and the discreet appearance of that camera body.
I hadn’t been shooting not even on my vacations any more back home but the minute I got out the Delhi airport I start clicking the release button. Arrival time was around 5 AM and I felt I was in a ready made pictorial photographic set. Everything around me seemed interesting to capture, I couldn’t believe in my appetite for new pictures. The low fluorescent sickened light attracting swarms of mosquitoes, the sunrise twilight vampires, were having a feast on our exhausted exposed body parts. It might sound wired but it was an adventurous laughable welcoming to this country of endless impressions.
I didn’t want to spend more time in the big city, I had an one hour flight the next day to Ladakh, the northern part on India that resembles the Tibetan plateau, landscape wise and people wise.
Grain peeling in himachal pradesh
Thousand of local buddhists attend the meditation lesson by the 14th Dalai Lama
Photographer Christo Christidis 