OLD PICTURES & THE OLD WALLS

I was contacted by this gentleman asking if I could take some pictures of his home.

I was amazed by this request and was elated by this opportunity at the same time. Very few people see the need to document the events, places that go beyond the regular festivities.

He had specifically said that the light is beautiful between 7.30am to 9.00am and if I could reach at that time. I was happy with the details he had shared about his home and also the emotion why he wished for some pictures of his home.

Processed with VSCOcam with m5 presetThe home was exactly as what he had described and the light was indeed very magical. This chair had my attention all the time.

I then got to see his old box of photographs. This one is of his mother.

image(238)Ajoba was extremely camera shy but the pictures would be incomplete without him so I promised his face wont go on the blog : )

The are so many of my favourite frames from this assignment but wont add them here as these are his personal photographs. Just one last frame for you to look for the magical light in his house.

This house was full of beautiful objects collected over the period of years. The beautiful bookcase, cane seating in the living, Ebony wood figurines and a lot of other antique things.

I am so humbled and delighted to have had this opportunity to take pictures for him.  I wish more people had this thought to photograph these miss-able moments in  life.

~ There is more to life than rushing time. ~

Couldnt trace the author to this thought but if you do find out,  please let me know.

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12 thoughts on “OLD PICTURES & THE OLD WALLS

  1. These are breathtakingly beautiful. I’m so glad he chose the perfect person to capture the sorta that home seems like it’s filled with hidden secrets lurking on the hinges of all that wood.

  2. Bhavani’s blog brought me to yours. And may I express my gratitude for the beautiful piece of work you have here Anushree. Your work reflects the beauty of your soul, one of those free spirits that try to capture – err, not capture – free each moment that life springs. The ones I love to know! I’m loyally stuck to your words.

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