100 Days of India Project

On my two visits to India I found the country and its people absolutely fascinating. I loved some aspects of it, and disliked others. Several things simply perplexed me. I made many photographs during each visit and my 100 Days of India project is simply a collection of personal observations, each prompted by a photograph made at that time. Think of them as little vignettes; a collection of 100 photographs with 100 stories and observations about the time I spent in traveling in India.

The idea was actually born during the COVID 19 era where people (like me) were in lockdown and 100-day challenge projects sprung up to keep people occupied. I decided to make my project about travel since, well, it was one big part of my life that I could no longer partake in.

This is definitely not a travel guide for India.

Unlike your usual travel blogs, here you won’t find recommendations, details of hotels and restaurants or anything I have been paid to write. There are already hundreds of those and they don’t really interest me. Instead, my 100 Days of India project is a collection of photographs combined with my thoughts about the wonderful country of India.

My stories may not be factually correct (although I do my very best to make sure they are) but, importantly, the things I write about are things that I actually experienced myself. Being a naturally chatty and inquisitive person I love to quiz people about their lives and how they live so some of the information has also come from these little conversations with locals people who live and work there.

All being well I shall be returning to India at the end of 2024. It is such a compelling place, full of life, and I have plenty of things I wish to record through photographs and writing. My wife accompanies me on these trips and, as an artist, she has produced some amazing prints and painting you might like to see by clicking here.

Man carrying a milk churn in the early morning sunlight of India
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34/ 100 Be Careful with the Apple

As with most days in India, we were woken at sunrise by the morning songs of various creatures. Cockerels, dogs, cattle and children all seemed to enjoy vocally welcoming the first sunshine of the day. I wanted to get out and about to capture some of the low sun (great for photographers) and generally have a nosey around.
Monkey sitting on the wall of the Galta Gi Temple in Jaipur
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33/ 100 The Photo I wish I had Taken

We’d had an eventful journey from Varanasi to Agra and so Fiona and I decided along the way to check into a nice hotel for a bit of luxury. We definitely aren't shy of budget rooms but we were tired and grimy and needed a break. We ended up in really quite a nice colonial-era hotel with a walled garden that offered a tiny bit of respite from the noise and chaos of the outside world.
Group of brightly dressed children in India.
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32/ 100 Dinner Crisis

I hadn’t been feeling so well prior to visiting the house of our ever smiling Tuk Tuk driver Gaffar. Still, this was India so I was not at all surprised. Whether it was some bad Kachori, or simply the relentless spicy food for three meals a day, I shall never know. The day we visited his house I still felt pretty rough.
A lone dog sits in the street in India as a Tuk Tull passes by
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31/ 100 Sleeping with the Goats

Having been shown Gaffar’s new rooftop toilet, the tour of his house was complete. We still had plenty of questions for him though. One of which was why there were so many blankets and cushions up on the roof, even though he had already said they never go up there in the daytime?
Dog in India sleeping in front of an old sign that reads 'dinner'
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30/ 100 Rooftop Toilet

Once we had been given the tour of the downstairs part of Tuk Tuk driver Gaffar’s house, where he lived with his extended family, we were taken to the roof to see his pride and joy. We had no idea what we would find up there, but he was very excited to show us his big surprise.
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29/ 100 Gaffar Ali

Leaving a railway station in India is often a hugely overwhelming situation. You know you will need to get some form of onward transport, but the sheer volume of eager suitors waiting for their chance at a fare is hard to cope with.