If you know me, then you know my endless love for Poras Chaudhary's work. Nevermore, has an artist captured my mind, body and soul as a whole such as he. If I never venture to India, may he know he has satisfied my hunger for the culture through his timeless photographs.
I first fell in love with Poras while stumbling across his documentation of a festival in India, called Holi. This is a beautiful, colorful, and lively celebration.
Everytime i look at his work, i cant help but to imagine myself a sweatty mess in the middle of all this colorfullness paying tribute to the festival and all it stands for. I could sit here all night, showing examples of his work and never run out of favorites. Oh Holi, how you make me yearn for adventure in your unfamiliar land.
I first fell in love with Poras while stumbling across his documentation of a festival in India, called Holi. This is a beautiful, colorful, and lively celebration.
Everytime i look at his work, i cant help but to imagine myself a sweatty mess in the middle of all this colorfullness paying tribute to the festival and all it stands for. I could sit here all night, showing examples of his work and never run out of favorites. Oh Holi, how you make me yearn for adventure in your unfamiliar land.
