Sunday, February 12, 2006
Retrieved via the Wayback Machine. Originally posted by charukesi
I come back from Kala Ghoda Saturday night and find that most of what I want to say has already been written here. Food, stalls, literature, dance. Here are pictures instead.
Grand old VT from inside the car, waiting for the signal to turn green.
The artists not featured in the festival but part of Kala Ghoda always.
Photographing the photographer!
Splashes of colour from the stalls selling extremely pretty, tempting and now-what-do-I-use-them-for kind of things.
And these extremely striking weird, wired faces. I wonder whether people really buy such things to keep in their homes. imagine waking up to see such a face staring at you.
