1988, Northern Nepal
Plate 03, 18x27
The Buddhist calendar calls for many celebrations. Some are done in parades and some in pilgrimages to neighboring villages. Few took notice of me or my camera, but this young man did, though he could not leave the group. He simply acknowledged me by his arm and by looking at me. After this shot was taken and the parade moved past me, he still looked back at me for so long he was almost walking backwards.
The airiness of these affairs was touching - the colors, the music and the musicians, the laughter and the chanting. It was like Mardi Gras in an ancient kingdom. One might glean a view of their society's value system, since these frequent celebrations must be quite disruptive to the routine of their communities.
Some in the West work for accomplishments set down by the society, but it seemed to me that here things were more motivated by the needs and desires of the individual.