Marcel

Let me first apologize to this brave man. He invited me to have a coffee in front of his house, but I could never pronounce his name and he spoke no English. I therefore elected to call him Marcel, as wink  to his tank top (which translates to “Marcel” in French). Marcel lives in a very humble neighbourhood. Yet after I took a few pictures of him, he shouted towards his house and a kid brought … a laptop. He wanted to have copies of my pictures. Sometimes appearances mislead. The pictures below were taken in Marcel’s street, a glimpse of India’s everyday life. (click on pictures for high res)

All pictures taken with Leica M8 and 35mm Lux Asph.

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