a collection of ramblings
Here are some facts. Today I am angry. I share these sentiments with many around the world. It is not a new anger. It has been festering for a long time. Here is another fact. Today the United States has elected someone who believes climate change cannot exist because if it does it will negatively impact businesses.
Stars shine over Tarsar Lake in the Himalayas.
The stars in the Himalayas are infinite.
I was about to delete this image from my night photography venture at Coorg when I took a closer look and realized it held some secrets of its own. Can you spot them? Note: this post is scheduled.
A dark road provides perspective on the stars in Coorg, India.
Orion's belt is my favorite constellation, mainly due to the fact it's the only one I can actually identify. In Coorg, it was framed perfectly between the leaves of the trees, while a streetlamp in the corner of the image put stars a thousand miles away in the spotlight.
The stars on my recent trip to Coorg - a district in Karnataka renowned for its wildlife - were almost as bright as those in Kullu. This time I actually brought along a tripod, which gave me, quite literally, 360ยบ of scope with which to experiment.
Stars as seen from the campfire in Kullu, India. My inability to identify any constellation other than Orion's belt has been a source of great frustration for me; my brother, Neel, has had greater success. Nevertheless, being able to see the stars - even if I can't understand them - is a wonderful feeling. In… Continue reading Star’s Eye View
My second attempt at star photography: after the relative blurriness of 'Roof and Stars', I decided to grab some books from the shelf for tripod #2. Through balancing my camera's lens on those, I managed capture the above image. Upon later review, I found that the Milky Way itself had made an appearance directly above… Continue reading House, Tree, Stars
Prior to my Kullu visit, I had never had the chance to photograph stars before. Singapore's skies are foggy with light pollution and on the best of days, I can see the moon just peaking above the tall buildings that surround my condominium. Kullu was none of those things. With the barest minimum of electricity… Continue reading Roof and Stars
somewhere up a tree 