I’m finding that the outside world just doesn’t interest me lately. The structures that enticed me a just a couple months ago don’t seem to have that much meaning anymore. Everything looks familiar — I’m not finding new angles or ways to photograph the same things over and over. Maybe I’m just tired. That’s probably it.
To combat this, I’ve been working on 2 different projects during this period of social isolation: “Flow”, centered around my siamese fighter, Mitra and “During Strange Times”, a series based on portraits of my family as well as myself. This series aims to capture the binary between stressed and excited. They are all candids, captured during quiet and loud moments. After all, most of my work explores opposites — it’s a constant juxtaposition. These are some of my favorite moments (seperated by space)
The Table always serves as a space to vent about our days, reminisce about past nostalgia, and just to talk in general
The Couches, as well, is a central gathering spot in the house. We end up watching Trump’s press briefings about the virus, VOX videos, or Indian films.
The final space is my room. Not to brag, but everything in my room is very comfy — there are a lot of nick-nacks on my desk and bookshelf, and Mitra so.