The album with no people

The album with no people: Introduction

So I decided to get some early morning street style pictures. The following pictures were taken as replacements due to the fact that Birmingham is a terrible city to take pictures. You will see that no one is in these pictures although they are "street photographs". This is because any image I had with people I nearly got my ass kicked by those said people. At one point a cop approached me and asked me what I was doing.



The point of all this....?

Birmingham is a terrible place for street photographs of natural and uninterrupted life.

Anyway here are the photos that I took.

The Second Story: A Japanese Catfish

The Japanese Catfish is one of the most iconic images of Japanese Culture. When painted, The Japanese Catfish stood as a representation of perfection. Perfection is what we people stride for. It is a fleeting idea. The sad reality is that perfection does not exist. Nothing in this world is perfect and those who think that their actions or their life is perfect are idiots, who will mess it up for themselves. Perfection is the idea that makes us work as hard as we possibly can, yet always staying out of our reach. 

Not only this, but perfection is a relative thing in this world. Defining what you want in this world is just the same as defining your perfection. 

Now after that little rant here is the story I wanted to tell you guys.

Back when I was in India working myself through the high school chain, the one thing that I was absolutely obsessed with was Math. Math was everything I wanted to do. For me in that moment it was Math. I learnt everything I could possibly care to know about Math.Calculus, Differential Equations, Linear Algebra, Applications of ODEs, Basic Algebra, anything that interested me was related to Math. For me perfection meant being the best at Mathematics. Then at one point in my senior year I had a dream. My dream was more of a memory than a dream. 

It was when I was 10 years old. 

I was holding a National Geographic Magazine. It was the June 2007 Issue. It was this picture of an Iceberg melting with the title "The Big Thaw". I was captivated by this image. At that moment I knew that I wanted to take a picture like that. 

My perfection had changed the moment I woke up. I knew that my perfection will be to take a picture so natural and beautiful that it takes people's breath away. That is my fleeting life goal.

For those still struggling to find what you want to do with your life, Dream big. We tend to forget that idea and follow your Japanese Catfish.

The First Story: A Fading Rose (Cheesy Titles for the win)

 There was a situation that happened while in high school that put everything that I was confused about at the time in perspective and cleared all the chaos in my mind. I remembered it when I took this picture. So if you the reader are willing to continue, here is that story.

I was on my way to a girl's house. Not just any girl's house, this girl was astonishingly beautiful and she captured my heart the moment I first saw her. Anyway, I was sitting in my car, nervous as hell, and I saw a man selling bouquets of roses. I asked my driver to pull over so I could buy a rose and as I opened my door, I stopped.

I stopped. I didn't get out. I don't remember why though, All that comes to mind now is that I stopped because I realized that it would never work out and I didn't want to invest everything I had into this girl.

That moment, was one of the moments where the idiot in me triumphed.

I thought I should wait for a couple days and then get her that rose. Once I took this photo, I  imagined those bouquets back on the dusty streets of India fading and wilting in the same manner as this rose is.

Cause it ain't a photographer's first gallery without a picture of his/her lens cap. :P