1982, Kashmir, India
Plate 64, 18x27
I had been living on a houseboat on Dal Lake, in a rare remote world of enchantment, yet also of commerce. This picture is of harvesting the seaweed at dawn. To this day, I cannot say that the camera picked up more than part of that scene, for it was dynamic. It was motion, yet it was stillness. It was sound, yet it was silence. It was of spirit, yet it was of commerce. It somehow reminded me of going very early to Wall Street during winter in New York. It also was mystery and commerce dancing with each other.