Archive for November, 2010


November 14, 2010 2 comments

A short film, which beautifully portrays dilemma. Dilemmas, which presents us choices which are not easy to make. Dilemmas, which results in decisions, consequences of which, we have to live with forever.

This film “One Hundredth of a Second”, is about a war photographer who had to make a choice between taking pictures for her job and saving the life on an innocent girl. Her choice brought her accolades professionally, but left a deep scar on her soul.

Link to the official site


The Rose

November 13, 2010 Leave a comment

“Tell me whom you love,” Houssaye wrote, “And I will tell you who you are…”

A beautiful and inspiring love story, which I came across in Pravs World. I have reproduced the story below from the following link.

John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn’t, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner’s name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address.

She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II. During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused.

She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn’t matter what she looked like. When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting – 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York. “You’ll recognize me,” she wrote, “by the red rose I’ll be wearing on my lapel.” So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he’d never seen. I’ll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened:

A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose. As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips.

“Going my way, sailor?” she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes. The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away.

I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own. And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.

This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful. I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment.

“I’m Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?” The woman’s face broadened into a tolerant smile. “I don’t know what this is about, son,” she answered, “but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to  wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to ask me out to dinner, I should go and tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street.

She said it was some kind of test!” It’s not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell’s wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the unattractive.

“Tell me whom you love,” Houssaye wrote, “And I will tell you who you are…”

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Unheard stories – Through the lenses

November 11, 2010 Leave a comment

At times you come across works of people which forces you to take a step back, stop and think. These works open up a new dimension to your thinking and sometimes even your work.

I have been exploring photography since last couple of months. I came across lot of awe-inspiring work. I read about photographers who took some really stunning pictures for the sense of adventure, passion, money, etc. One thing, which I found common in most of these works was that they all captured the beautiful and the elegant. These pictures make you happy, inspire you for a moment to visit those places or take such pictures but are then soon forgotten.

I also had the opportunity to come across photographers who took pictures to tell stories about which normally the world isn’t aware. Such stories are often ugly and unpleasant. However, these people don’t shy away from it. They take pictures not to exploit the miseries but to string them into stories with which they wish to inspire the world, with a hope to bring some change or positive impact.

It is these works which forces you to re-think about what you are doing. It inspires you to give a greater meaning and purpose to your work. Here, I am including talks of three photographers whose work has really touched me.

Aron Huey“My success is not measured in money. I have no financial security, I have no savings account. I measure my success by asking myself if I’m telling a story that the world needs to hear, if I am educating people.”

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Taryn Simon: With a large-format camera and a knack for talking her way into forbidden zones, Taryn Simon photographs portions of the American infrastructure inaccessible to its inhabitants.

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Brian Skerry:  He has spent more than 10,000 hours, in last 30 years, underwater to tell the world the stories of the pressing issues faced by the oceans and the life in it.

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