In the face of the astonishing mystery, wealth and complexity of even the remnants of the planet’s wild places and beings, the few vignettes this website presents seem an embarrassing travesty, a superfluous commentary on the imponderable. But because life is itself a perennial rigour to fulfill what is already complete, I am comfortable with my insignificance.

It is also hence that I have committed the audacity of showcasing what I call not work, but the visualised pleasure of my time in the wild.

A cursory examination of it may alert you to the absence of a singular style, but I’m as unconscious about not enforcing a signature, as I am indifferent to the unintentional acquisition of one. It’s comforting that Nature doesn’t seem to be straitjacketed by the need for homogeneity; it is in fact a fearsome dance of diversity, but all the same it doesn’t eschew it actively; it simply does what is needed.

Instead of style, therefore, I pursue connection. I am an explorer of content as a quantum expression of truths revealed in the practice of art and creation. I like my work to be the fruit of incessant self-exploration as I transit through the natural world.

But it’d be presumptuous to say that I have used photography to connect with the world. In fact photography has used me to help me understand the world better, or at the very least, left me all the more mystified in the bargain.

This fascination for Nature was imprinted on my tender heart by my two maternal uncles in the pre-pubescent era. As a part of YHAI expeditions, they transfixed me by the beauty of the wild by having me climb mountains, cross rivers, raft over rapids, wedge my fingernails in the footholds of cantilevered rocks, and abseil in unflattering shapes next to gushing waterfalls. It is out of this early engagement with natural places that my unbridled affection for forests and wildlife grew.

Soon, the dulling effects of adulthood suggested that peering for hours through a lens was a logical evolution. And thus, in 2004, my journey in photography began with a compact digital camera, merely with a view nothing more dazzling than to document the experiences I was enjoying on my peregrinations. But soon I realised that beauty was a thing that resided even in the tragically handicapped attempt of capturing it. There was joy in the process of dreaming up an image, the ardour of executing it, the heartbreak of failure, and the triumph of success. Most of all, it was possible to see the way the naked eye could never do, and hold aloft to the test of time a fleeting moment as a lasting monument rather than a volatile memory that slips through the gaps between the fingers of the fist that tries to grasp it.

I have, ever since, with the camera as an extended eye, attempted to discover, understand and celebrate the places I love and the life within them, the stories ever unfolding, the confluence of happenstance, and the ordinary transpiration of extraordinary events. In the pursuit of that elusive scene, I have seen much more than I would otherwise have. My hope is that this website shows even a trivial part of the lingering joy I’ve felt even long after leaving a space, and felt at home in it as I gaze through the windows of its images.