Empty Images

 

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

My first camera was a plastic Kodak that one had to wind up to make the shutter click. I took it to Rajasthan and clicked the shutter enough to exhaust three film rolls. When the film was developed, every image was a blank frame. This was my first lesson in photography. I wonder if this is why, with passing time, my photographs look more and more like blank frames.

 

A meeting of two newly painted walls. 

A meeting of two newly painted walls.