Welcome to this realm of my photography, where art embarks on a captivating journey through the intricate tapestry of visual arts and beyond. Join me in June of 2024 as we delve into a world where art intertwines with other forms of creative expression, presenting a seamless fusion that promises an unforgettable experience at Ars Nova’s Shared Visions concerts.

One quiet truth shared by both life and photography is this: Sometimes what unfolds is unplanned, uninvited, and beyond our control. This image is one such moment—where chance, consequence, and observation met without warning. While navigating the winding roads of the Colorado National Monument, a solitary, lifeless juniper caught my eye. Its stark silhouette stood defiantly against the cliffside, as if voicing a final protest: Read more…

These abstract (ICM) photos were taken in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. The main subject is almost all Aspen trees and surrounded by native plants, shrubs, and bushes. Spring, summer, and fall colors add beauty to the wonder in the woods. ICM, short for Intentional Camera Movement,’ is to produce in-camera movement while taking photos. The streaking lines produced or the ‘painterly’ feeling of an ICM photo is abstract and can be artsy. I use the Lightroom software to bring forth the exposure, shadow and contrast in these images.

Along the shoreline of Kauai, this small, weathered tree faces a force far greater than itself. The Pacific never pauses. Day after day, waves crash against the coast while salt-laden winds sweep across the island. The tree bears the evidence of that constant exposure. Its branches twist. Its shape is uneven. Parts of it appear worn by years of struggle. Yet what drew me to the scene was not what the tree had endured, but what remained. It was not untouched by hardship. It had been shaped by it. 

After passing the Palisade Municipal Cemetery alongside the Colorado River, shallow in places from this year’s poor snowfall, I kept replaying the scene I had just driven past in Palisade, Colorado, often called the Peach Capital of America. Several people stood quietly among the graves beneath the western Colorado sky. From the road, I had noticed salutes being exchanged while small American flags slowly appeared row by row across the cemetery grounds. Call it intuition. Call it a feeling. Call it the quiet pull of a moment asking not to be missed. Exactly one mile later, I turned the car around.

While awkwardly wrestling with my large-format camera and trying not to draw attention to my fumbling setup, I noticed a young couple approaching along the trail. I initiated the greeting. The usual hiking nod, a smile, a quick exchange. Then the conversation continued. I had come from the east. They had come from the west. Our paths crossed briefly along Grizzly Creek Trail within Glenwood Canyon. The couple, Jen and Austin, were carrying a child-carrier backpack with their very young child as they made their way upstream along Grizzly Creek. What stayed with me afterward was not simply that they had started a small granola company called Hearth & Crunch.

“Will”: four letters. An ordinary word we use casually every day. Will you come? Will you help? Will you try again? Yet hidden inside that small word is an entire architecture of human behavior. At some point in life, quietly and without announcement, free will begins to awaken in us. We realize we are capable of making decisions for ourselves, of shaping direction, and of choosing action over passivity. Nobody really teaches us this moment. 

I sat on fragments of what once were rocks, shells, stone, and time itself. Near the ocean, they remained coarse. Further upshore, they grew finer and finer, as though the Atlantic had spent centuries sanding the sharpness out of everything it touched. The sea kept arriving, bringing nature’s endless refinement of minerals and memory.

Communication is easy when life is moving smoothly. When opportunities are exciting, relationships feel good, and everything is beneficial, profitable, or emotionally comfortable, most people communicate well. But communication is not really tested there. Communication is tested the moment discomfort enters the room. The difficult phone call. The disappointing decision. The unpaid debt. The fractured relationship. The grief nobody knows how to address. 

It is often said that most problems stem from communication issues. While there may be some truth to that, in day-to-day operations, communication itself is rarely the core problem. Conversations take place, expectations are explained, and in many cases they are even documented. There is agreement, acknowledgment, and what appears to be alignment. And yet, things still don’t get done. What you’re truly dealing with is not a failure to communicate, but a failure in follow-up and follow-through. 

Too often, people want the reward before the effort. They want recognition before consistency and results before discipline. We’ve all heard the phrase, “Show me the money.” Fair enough, results matter. But when reward is expected upfront, before effort, before care, before contribution, it breaks the system. Effort starts to feel optional, care begins to fade, and teamwork becomes conditional. Consistency is usually the first thing to go. Most of us don’t fail because we never start. We actually start strong. We show up energized, committed, and ready to do whatever it takes. But when nothing happens right away, we slow down. 

We don’t always tell ourselves the truth. It’s easy to feel like we’re moving forward when we’re really just moving things around. Is it progress… or just an illusion? We know we have something to do. Yet somehow, we drift into the most mindless distractions. Scrolling, clicking, wandering. Even distraction has layers. One leads to another, and before long, you’re further away than when you started. In a strange way, even the algorithm becomes an accomplice, quietly helping you keep kicking the can. 

We hear it all the time. “Honestly…” “To be honest…” “Honestly speaking…” It shows up everywhere. Conversations. Meetings. Interviews. News. Gossips. Politics especially… where it starts to sound a little suspicious. It’s almost become a reflex. A warm-up line before the real sentence begins. But here’s the uncomfortable question. If we need to announce honesty… what were we doing before that? Read more…

The Art of Looking – A mama bear and her two cubs stopped everyone in their tracks. Phones went up. Eyes locked in. But instead of photographing the bears, I photographed the people watching. The real story wasn’t the wildlife. It was the pause. The stillness. The collective act of looking. Sometimes the most powerful subject isn’t what we chase — it’s how we choose to see.

Holi, the colorful and playful festival celebrated in spring, holds deep significance in Hindu culture originated and is predominantly celebrated in the Indian subcontinent of India and Nepal. It has also spread to other regions of Asia and parts of the Western world through the Indian diaspora.

We all carry shade — literal and figurative. Here’s what I found in Leadville, Colorado. I chase light and shadow because they reveal what we overlook. The word Shade has so many meanings. One familiar noun is the comparative darkness caused by the interception or screening of light rays.

The maritime trade between Arabia and China goes back to the 8th century CE. Vibrant cosmopolitan ports exist in Zanzibar, Alexandria, Muscat, and Goa in India. Fast forward to the 15th century, the Turkish empire extended its trade from Morocco to the Indonesian Archipelago. For almost eight centuries, nutmeg and mace were supplied to Europe at outrageous prices by Arab merchants who dominated the cartel on spice trade and, indeed, by concealing their source, irritating to the crowns of Europe.

Observation is not passive. It requires stillness. It asks us to slow down long enough for illusion to dissolve and truth to surface. Sometimes what looks like strength is tension. Sometimes what appears whole is quietly breaking.
And sometimes the lesson is simple: Look again.

In meteorology, an inversion, also known as a temperature inversion, is a deviation from the normal change of an atmospheric property with altitude. It almost always refers to an inversion of the thermal lapse rate. Normally, air temperature decreases with altitude. During an inversion, warmer air is held above cooler air; the normal temperature profile with altitude is inverted.

For two decades, I have been capturing the essence of rodeos and skijoring events, immersing myself in observing the heart of Western living. Through my lens, I find beauty in hardworking hands, a grit that mirrors my Eastern upbringing, where working hard and intelligence are intertwined.

The sudden, and historic Marshal fire in Boulder County is by far the worst wildfire in Colorado. Details of the total unaccounted people are still not precise at this post. According to authorities, three people are missing and feared to have been killed. The 110 to 115 mph wind-driven fire a day before the new year of 2022 destroyed a total of 991 homes and businesses. Details are still being updated at BoulderOEM.com.

During the most challenging period of my life, battling excruciating pain from Trigeminal Neuralgia, I embarked on a creative journey with a 3D installation called ‘Self-Checkout.’ I unknowingly gathered various items from thrift stores, garage sales, and antique shops over a few years.

Pain is a signal in the nervous system indicating something isn’t right. It’s bothersome feeling such as a prick, a sting, a burning sensation, or an ache. Pain can be dull or sharp. It’s a discomfort. It can be intermittent, chronic or acute. The word ‘Peyn’ is believed to be first used in the 13th century from the Old French ‘peine,’ derived from the Latin ‘poena’ meaning “punishment, penalty” and that from Greek ποινή (poine), generally meaning “price paid.”

Several artists were involved in this momentous and awe-inspiring project for Patrick Kipper’s final touches in the Patination process. The spectacular Hanuman, currently standing tall in front of the picturesque Rudraksha Forest backdrop at Kauai Hindu Monastery.

Bottles & Windows – Discover wisdom through the beauty of glass. Immerse yourself in captivating photos capturing the essence of old bottles from the 1900s, accompanied by thought-provoking quotes for contemplation. 

Photos here are just one part of the Leadville Boom Days in Colorado. It’s a unique mountain festival celebrating the historic old west of this town. The two-day activity is filled with gunslingers, burro races, contests of mining skills, street fairs, and craft booths. This year it was celebrated from August 2nd through the 4th.

Salon des Refusés – My rejected photos but I am ever happy with them.

On the eve of Independence Day, while everyone was captivated by the fireworks, I ventured to the Red Cliff Bridge in Colorado to capture a unique shot of this iconic structure under the Milky Way.

This installation is built from clamps — tools made to steady, hold, and support. Yet in their very grip, they can also restrain, distort, and confine. Each clamp grips another, forming loops of dependence that echo the paradox of freedom: what secures us can also bind us.

I appreciate Bharatanatyam for its grace and purest form of expression. “Dance is one of the highest form of love offering and worship.” I heard that from my Satguru, Sivaya Subramuniyaswami— a dancer Himself.