DAY 106

I don't know why, but I am fascinated by clothespin. You would be surprised as to the number of pics of clothespin that I have in my stock.

I'm sure Freud would've found this "bizarre" (as my mom puts it) fascination for these plastic pins intriguing.

I take shots of these innocuous objects at the slightest opportunity that presents itself to me.

I also seek them out with my camera when I am `thinking' or `looking for a solution to a problem' or `when the mind is crowded and not conducive for any creative pursuits' etc...

And I invariably shoot them at noon, when the light is harsh, when the photography manuals says you shouldn't shoot pics. I do that because that is when the sky is the bluest and I like that color.

I have tried my level best to analyse this quirk of mine. But there is just not one single justification for my act.

The only thing that is constant in these unexplicable habits of mine is that - strangely these images make me feel that all is well and will continue to be so- and that no problem lasts forever and that tomorrow is another day and that it will still begin on the premise of all is well and will continue to be so for as long as you want it.

Is it the simplicity of these images that makes me feel that life is actually pretty simple and its only we that complicate it. And if that is the case then we can also un-complicate it, right? Maybe that's what these images tell me time and again....