India. From the moment I step out of the airport building into the heat of Mumbai or Delhi, this subcontinent and its people are permanently questioning every concept I grew up with. They are overthrown by a chaos that seems to be functioning in a beautiful way I’ll never understand. And I don’t even desire to fully grasp it, letting myself fall into the flow of mystery instead, wandering around curious and confused. Doors and hearts open and I find myself in this time machine or parallel universe, god knows where.
2014 in India