Walking the footbridge to Tupche
Walking the footbridge to Tupche
Over the Salakhu river, walking from Manegaun to Tupche,
2000 and September 16th, 2015
Walking the footbridge to Tupche
Over the Salakhu river, walking from Manegaun to Tupche,
2000 and September 16th, 2015
Fields below, sky above
Phutung, Kathmandu, Nepal, September 24th, 2015
Sharing photos
Manamaiju, Kathmandu, Nepal, October 3rd, 2015
Extra: Photo Kathmandu
Patan, November 6th, 2015
Right now there is a fantastic outdoor photography exhibit in Patan called Photo Kathmandu. There are over twenty displays of photos, some taken just after the first earthquake in April, other photos taken a generation ago.
I love this exhibit. Since the photos are mostly hung up outdoors—literally on the walls of the neighborhood buildings—it is open and welcoming to all. People walk by in their daily routine and a photo catches their eye and they stop to look. A grandmother and grandfather walk by the "A Democratic Awakening" display, and get in close to look at the large black and white photos. For one of the exhibits, a friendly volunteer shows you through a small door and suddenly you are in the photographer Juju Bhai Dhakhwa’s actual house; you see the photos he took of his wife and children, and standing there saying welcome is one of his sons, now grown.
I cannot say enough good things about this exhibition that has been put together.
And all this while you are walking the beautiful streets of Patan, a city of brick and fantastic temples awash in history.
If you happen to be in Nepal right now, please take an afternoon to go visit the Photo Kathmandu exhibits in Patan. It goes through November 9th, and it's fantastic.
(below are some photos from a few of the exhibits)
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Relatives catch up during the Dashain festival
Janakpur, Nepal, October 22nd, 2015
Chandar (in red) is the maternal aunt of my friend.
Dukhni is the daughter of my friend’s paternal uncle.
(so, Dukhni is my friend’s cousin).
This was during the Dashain festival, when people go home to visit their relatives.
The neighborhood was flooded with Nepali and Bollywood music, which was being belted skyward by loudspeakers mounted on roofs; the goal being to play nice music to please the gods.
In Janakpur (which is only a few kilometers from the Indian border) you seem to see far more saris than in Kathmandu proper. Though a dry and dusty area, the myriad fabrics the women wear make it a colorful place—I wish I could have stayed longer.
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Four friends
Manamaiju, Kathmandu, October 28th, 2015
Siblings Sachem and Subashna (in the blue and yellow) with their friends. In the sideyard entryway of their apartment building.
One of the first times I met Sachem and Subashna, they motioned me to bend down like they wanted to tell me a secret. I leaned down and canted my head to hear better, and they kissed my cheeks.
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Friends in the doorway of a beauty shop
Manamaiju, Kathmandu, October 28th, 2015
Perhaps one-hundred-and-fifty meters past Manamajiju Temple, the main street thins as it enters an area of older buildings built closer together.
On your right, as the road thins, there is a small two-doorway’ed beauty shop where I met these friends enjoying each others company.
Pantee (in purple),
Sujina (in the background) and
Kashari (in the red head scarf).
I believe it is Kashari’s shop.
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Parvati
Manamaiju, Kathmandu, October 2015
I first met Parvati, along with her sisters Indramaya, Susmita and Ashmita, back in 2002. They were returning from farming and we were both taking the same trail up the side of a green hill to Manamaiju. I think they may have invited me for tea then, or perhaps it was later, when I brought them a photo of our first meeting. Like all in her family, Parvati has a wonderful smile, an easy laugh, and a heart of gold.
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Bipin and his mother
Manamaiju, Kathmandu, October 2015
I first took Bipin’s photo back in 2002, when he was bundled on his mother’s back while she was bringing in laundry. Now it is 13 years later, and Bipin is 14.
(I realize that in all this time, I have misplaced his mothers name in my notes—I plan to remedy that on my next walk-through)
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Bipin flying a kite
Wednesday, October 28th, 2015
Mother and child
Dadagaun, Kathmandu, October 12th, 2015
Indira with her mother, near their house in Dadagaun.
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