1983, Paro, Bhutan
Plate 54, 27x18
The access to this "other world" was a fourteen inch wide path from the middle left of the picture. It was secluded and difficult. There was silence, majesty, awe, but mostly mystery. There was art, there was construction skill, there was a feeling of security, but at the same time I felt so alone. No one engaged. No one assisted. No one took note. Each and every one was on a personal search and wanted to keep his path in view. To truly see the earth is to see it from above, looking down, not up. Bhutan gathered so much magic together in this exquisite setting - timeless, repetitive, yet ever so satisfying.