How bout if we lived apart?

We could make a brand new start.

Do you want to break my heart?

Yeah! Oh yeah!

Skinny little guys like this move most of the goods around Calcutta on their heads. There are thousands of them swarming the street all day and night.

They ride the roads as they bend.

As they bend to their dead ends.

This is where they buried the British in Calcutta.

A boy painting oil lamps. Calcutta. That silver paint that he’s applying with his bare hands is pretty deadly.

Today I wrote a little FAQ about the video capabilities of the Sanyo VPC-SX550MD. I got it in the mail and have been geeking out for the last 15 hours on it. I think it’s time to go to bed though. There’s a good chance I’ll be posting short films up here from now on. But For Now, more pictures of India.

The Calcutta Underground. Rush Hour. Amazing. Nothing like above ground. I’m not sure why it’s not horrendously crowded like everything else in India. Have to check that out.

Holi Cow. This is what you see on your way to the store to buy a handmade paper journal in Varanasi. If you have a QL17 GIII loaded with PJ400 this is what you take a picture of. I think I used F8.

On my last day in Bombay I realized I didn’t have any shots of the thing I looked at the most during my stay. The view from inside a Taxi.

Street Sleeper. Somewhere in India.