posted first at Facebook
Tell Me Honestly The Day Our Esteemed Prime Minister Modiji comes to Visit Advocate Ashish Shelar who lives a two blocks away from this garbage dump like me .. wont this garbage not disappear .
All the Kings Horses All The Kings Bhakts will be cheerfully removing it after all the Civic seat presently held by Congress has to be snatched to make a BJP hat trick at the hustings .
I know this is a Municipal market garbage dump but can it not be covered from mortal eyes ,, the stink here in the morning when children go to school is unbearable ,
And those holy saints who clean Carter Road Bandra Staion will never come to this place with sacrosanct garbage ,, Guess Why..
Because this is real garbage all the brooms of the Am Admi Party wont clear it .
Each morning the Municipal Conservancy staff tll me they clear a ton and half ,, and in a few minutes it gets filled up again
I feel sorry for them they have no safety shoes , no masks and they used plastic bags as gloves .
The Congress Corporator is merely a rubber stamp he has never come here at all.. and much of th blame for this goes to the the Ex corporators of this area and the Congress party.
At our Bandra Bazar Road market the hawkers the shopkeepers grumble nobody comes here ,, the local papers lick politician asses they will never highlight this never ,,
So I began shooting this as fine art I taught my grandchildren photography shooting this garbage dump.. and I told them earnestly if you cam shoot this you cam shoot anything in the world ..
Many foreign photographers are intrigued by our inhouse garbage a lot of them from France Amsterdam Australia Italy America UK have come and shot this dogpile ,,and thanked me profusely ,,this was the only genre missing in their pictorial repertoire .
Now believe the only photographers that will die before they shoot this are the grandmasters of defunct decadent camera clubs .. they are still limping on 3 legs shooting the old fucked masters ..the same fucked light the same fucked situations ,, and cameraclubs killed photography ,, much before vision could be born.
I made sure my grandchildren would never enter the portals of a camera club and be tarnished forever ,, I too am a product of the camera club.. but I flew over the fucked cuckoos nest ,,
I hardly call myself a blogger or a photographer ,,
I am a storyteller all I need is an image to tell my story..
My stories are all online ..I first posted them on Flickr but now that I have all of you as my good friends I first narrate it here at Facebook than copy paste to Flickr ,, pimping it back on Twitter till it rebounds on Facebook again..
