Capturing motifs, colour palettes, textures and architectural details of Udaipur’s City Palace.
Photography by Rhea Gupte
Udaipur, Rajasthan, India
A dying practice, one may say. An inconvenience or even a waste of time, one may argue, when every picture one may want to look back at, can now fit into the palm of one’s hand. Thus, there neither exists a stack of butter-papered albums that one may browse through on a rainy day such as this one; nor does the digital version carry the musty fragrance of the dead roses tucked away on the last page.
The truth is, one too many hair cuts and colours later, I realise that I barely have any tactile memories of the past several years. (Save for everything created for this space, but one may argue whether those qualify as memories to begin with.) Times have changed and I have changed with them, adapting to newer formats and newer goals. Yet, how I would like to nurture a little stack of albums, with which I could spend an hour or two, reminiscing. About everything, from walking wide-eyed through the palaces in Udaipur marvelling at colours and motifs to a simple day in the kitchen scrambling some eggs, capturing the laughter and moments of every journey, seeing a pile of memories physically grow in a little corner of my home. Only to bring back the joy of sifting through a time capsule.