The Chittor Fort or Chittorgarh is one of the largest forts in india. The fort was the capital of mewar and is located in the present-day town of chittor. It sprawls over a hill 180 m (590.6 ft) in height spread over an area of 280 ha (691.9 acres) above the plains of the valley drained by the Berach River. The fort precinct has several historical palaces, gates, temples and two prominent commemorative towers.
Existing as both material and encounter, Annika von Hausswolff’s photographs reflect on a range of subjects: the metaphysical reality of lone objects; the leftovers of vacant spaces, such as a derelict swimming pool or an abandoned office block, pieced together in photo grids or montages; and typologies of architecture and structure. Where bodies are involved, her images are staged and performative; her early series “Back to Nature” (1993) was inspired by crime scene photography. Such work poses questions regarding power and body image in ways that confront viewers’ preconceptions. — via @artsy
1 5554 minutes ago
Just randomly came across this beautiful church while walking along the side of a beach in Pondicherry, a city like no other I have ever seen with colourful buildings and the vibrant skies, this place is a photographers paradise.!!
. #shotoniphone #lbb #sodelhi
✨ ISHQ... Ho gaya... KASHMIR se 💕
This was the first photograph captured during my recent visit... Imagine, being greeted by nature with such views when you're crazy excited to visit a much awaited place 😍
Truly Jannat waali feeling ✨
Ishq toh hoga hi na?? 😉
The tans fade away, but the memories last f o r e v e r...
At #Gulmarg (Jan 2019) in Jammu and Kashmir, #India
7 1021 hour ago
‘Don’t your parents worry when you travel alone?’
Way, way more than you’d think. They constantly stress out about where I am, who I’m with, how I’m travelling, where I stay.. the list goes on. They worry because I travel alone. And in their words, it’s not because they don’t trust me. They do. It’s the world outside they don’t trust.
And who can blame them?
I can barely bring myself to see the news. Murder. Rape. Theft. Assault. It’s right there, staring us in the face every morning, only bringing to light how cruel the world actually is, even more so if you’re a woman.
It’s pathetic. We’re struggling to be recognised as basic human beings, to be able to go about our lives without worrying if we’re going to be raped or killed later that day. Living in fear became a new normal for us a very long time ago, and it’s a sad truth that we live with.
How do I stop living my life, though? I haven’t been taught to hide myself away from the world, in the hope that if I never go out there, nothing bad will happen. I still do what I want, but I do take precautions. I have some basic ground rules with my parents for when I travel.
I text them every morning. I text them when I return to my hostel every night.
I send them photos of where I am.
I tell them who I’m with.
I tell them where I’m staying. I tell them how I’m travelling between places.
I talk to them whenever I get network or WiFi.
It’s literally the least I can do to give them peace of mind.
It’s also an easy way to trace my movements if something were to happen to me.
That got dark, didn’t it? It’s an unfortunate part of life for women, but I’ve started thinking this way now. ‘What if’ has become all too real. The darkness of reality has caught up and come too close for comfort, and we’ve got to learn to live with it.
I wish it were better for us. That my parents didn’t have to stay up waiting for me to come home. That I could do what I wanted to without worrying.
Till then, I’ll keep my loved ones updated of where I am and what I’m doing. I’ll reassure them as much as I can. And I’ll try to reassure myself too, that the world isn’t so bad and I’ll be okay.
How do you stay safe?
There are times when we do everything right but still it leads us to the wrong direction.
And then we fight with our demons because somehow we decided to put our heart on sale for protection.
Plastic smile, those sarcastic jokes to cover up, accepting rejections, but still looking for a connection
Now we don't call it a heart break anymore, we call it a life that's why it is important to mention,
That we all do these things just to come out of this wrong direction.
And then we get stuck into another wrong direction.