A few of my favorite things.

One: the color orange. Two: white chandeliers. Three: wooden beams.

Vasai, India.

Forgetting

A crumbling column framed the entryway to a dark interior, once the place of gilt ballrooms and glitzier ballgowns.

Mumbai, India.

Oh, I see you.

If I thought I was being sneaky, I was mistaken. At least one of the boys knew what I was up to.

Coonoor, India.

Dusk

There are moments when the world appears to shimmer and shift, the real becomes unreal and you lose the ability to touch what you see.

Coonoor, India.

Orange Pekoe?

Another good place to watch a sunset: from the top of a tea plantation.

Nilgiris, India.

Contrary.

Morning dew and an antique urn, juxtaposing a breath of the new and the sigh of the old.

Coonoor, India.

Utilitarian design.

This door to a shed on a construction site in Coonoor caught my eye for its quick assembly and worn textures. I seem to be hunting down crumbling architecture.

Coonoor, India.

Simple pleasure.

One of the best places to watch a sunset: from this chair on the veranda of my uncle’s house.

Coonoor, India.

Behind the rolling bridge…

…lies a delightful textural palette on a cloudy day in London.

Paddington Basin, London.