Today the cover photograph you are seeing is going on exhibit in New York City. I am extremely honored and thrilled to be part of a large collective of women photographers whose work will be shown for the next several days in one of the largest cities in the world. For me, the road to get here has been very long and winding. I picked up photography in my last year of college, when I already knew I’d be going to medical school to pursue the sciences instead of fine arts. Perhaps it was a hobby at first…
The plane barely touched ground on my home turf and I already felt a pang of longing to go back. For the past couple of days, I had been formulating a plan in my head to return to this place, even though I had not even left yet. But this was Iceland: the dream destination for many photographers and travelers alike who have a keen appreciation of the vast open and remote landscape. Iceland has become a very popular travel destination in the last several years, but I had yet to discover this on my own. Wishing not to put…
“It is one thing to photograph people. It is another to make others care about them by revealing the core of their humanness.” The above quote by the famous photographer Paul Strand has immediately become my favorite. People photography remains the top genre I like to immerse myself in. I also think it is one of the most anxiety provoking areas for most photographers, sometimes even the well experienced ones. As long as I can remember, I have always been drawn to the human face and the joy it gives me when I make a portrait of someone…
If you’ve been following a number of travel Instagrammers on the famous social media app, chances are you’ve seen them visit Sri Lanka, the country that made some of the top travel destination lists since 2018. The photos these Instagrammers shared were usually stunning, showing the famous swing on the beaches of Unawatuna, the Sigiriya rock further inland and of course the famous blue train of Ella crossing over the nine arches bridge. The photographs undoubtedly stirred a little bit of envy and reawakened the wanderlust in anyone who’s seen them. I, for certain, was one of…
It is barely 9:00AM and we are already sweating profusely. The second class compartment is spacious and comfortable, but the small fans attached to the ceiling do not seem to make any difference in the hot and humid atmosphere. However, the views outside the window provide plenty of distraction to the small discomforts of hot weather. The train is trudging lazily along the beautiful coastline, passing tiny villages on the way. We catch a glimpse of daily morning routines, children walking to school and dogs sprawled on the streets. There are fisherman and their colorful boats and a few…