In the exploration of seaside towns, there are always these moments of drift. They’re in-between moments—not quite part of the project, yet not entirely outside of it—natural pauses.
They occur at various times of day. Early in the morning, as I leave my hotel to walk towards the beach. When I take a break from the project to explore the surroundings. At lunch, over a coffee. Or during unexpected detours in my itinerary. These moments don’t fit the pace of classic street photography, but they feed the depth of my documentary photography work.
Udupi, Karnataka, India
Kozhikode, Kerala, India
These are moments when I let go. When I surrender—physically and mentally—to the environment around me. My gaze shifts. I observe without searching for an image. I let myself be carried by the light, the colours, the compositions, the visual rhythms. The stillness. The emptiness. Everything and nothing at once. And gradually, that nothing gives way to a visual dialogue between photographs. This ordinary reality quietly reveals the environmental story of these seaside places.
These moments of silence, of stepping back and disconnecting, express through images a certain form of contemplation, of calm, and of complexity.
Colva, Goa, India
Colva, Goa, India
These intervals are essential. They allow me to recentre myself, to regain a sense of clarity before diving back into the core of the project. A suspended time—simple, almost invisible—but deeply rooted in my mindset and in the way I photograph.
Mahabalipuram, Tamil Nadu, India
Murud Janjira, Maharashtra, India
Mumbai, Maharashtra, India