1987, Kathmandu, Nepal
Plate 47, 18x27
In Nepal in 1987 I came upon this harvest. What brought magic to this shot was the apparent rhythm with which they accomplished their task and made it appear effortless. Another note need be taken. Where usually only women are involved, the men were very much involved. Winter survival at this altitude is almost completely dependent on these crops. If they don't grow, if they are not stored properly, there is no government to fill in. As to the neighbors, they have the same demands, so to take from them solves nothing. Up here every stroke, every sack is life itself.