Rhythm and Silence, photo essay by Shubhagata Saha
Light is precious. Light is warming. Light is colorful. On a strange silent journey, literal change of light;the death and rebirth; marks the eternal passage of time. The glow changes,waves shape the light, artificial and natural-both ways; it is soothing, provokes a calm thoughtful trans. This is the story of the changing light in rhythmical and pleasingly silent vibe-as if the whole world is sleeping while the astonishing change is taking place. Bliss,or ignored? Who knows!
