Streets shots are essential for me when I travel to a new destination in the world. People are different and the same everywhere. I love to take the pictures of the “unpolished” people, the real people in their natural environment. All characters are unique and special for me. I think I can create a little story based on each picture.
The rickshaw carts in Nepal were such fun. Every rickshaw driver puts something original into decorating his cart. I love all of them, except the riding one: too bumpy, too close to another vehicles, too dusty on the streets of Katmandu.
I loved those colorful masks and dolls I spotted at the local market. The masks are craft-fully made out of paper-mache and painted in bright colors. As one performer let me look at the mask closely, I noticed that it is very light.
All type of Moroccan lights are just fantastic. I created a small collection with different type of traditional lanterns, street lights, lights I had seen at the hotels and restaurants
I couldn’t take my eyes off them… At the times I didn’t photograph them, I just stared trying to memorize their costumes, their postures, their faces. Peruvian women are our very hard-working sisters. And, yes they are beautiful, they are harmonious with nature, their outfits and their belongings. Honestly, I fell in love with them.
Lake Titicaca is one of the highest lake in the world. It locates in Andes Mountains on the border of Peru and Bolivia. Visiting town Puno and floating island Uros in Peruvian water of the lake was one of the greatest highlight of my trip to Peru. I was amazed by the fact that Uru people can live on the islands made out of reeds. Actually, the whole existence of Uro residents depends on reeds and water in the lake. Life is very tough there, but I found locals full of life, smiles, and just mind-blowing colors. The high altitude( 3800 m) made me a little sick in Puno, but visiting the place worths a little struggle.
India. Varanasi. It was early in the morning, sometime around 6 AM when we were in the labyrinth of the narrow streets next to a crematorium for the poor people. I can’t describe the smell on those streets even at the relatively “fresh” time of the day. This whole scenery stroke me deeply. On the right, you can see the pile of traditional orange plastic covers for corpses that were taken off before cremation. On the back ground you see a man searching through the fabrics which were used for the same purpose. I bet he is going to reuse those for resale. It was difficult to see a small girl in the midst of that without feeling sympathetic, however it’s a reality for most of Indians.
This is my second series of the portraits I took during my visit to Nepal.
Streets shots are essential for me when I travel to a new destination in the world. People are different and the same everywhere. I love to take the pictures of the “unpolished” people, the real people in their natural environment. All characters are unique and special for me. I think I can create a little story based on each picture.
The rickshaw carts in Nepal were such fun. Every rickshaw driver puts something original into decorating his cart. I love all of them, except the riding one: too bumpy, too close to another vehicles, too dusty on the streets of Katmandu.
Natalia Maks 