The penis is diametrically considered an object of worship and abject fear. For a few years, I’ve been photographing penis portraits to exemplify consent and get to grips with the desire and the taboo.
Nearly half of this world’s population has penises, and they are a source of pleasure, pain, love, jealousy, power and shame Continue reading Penis Portraits
From childhood into my teens, every time I’d see a headless male torso, I would grant it an imaginary head of my heart throb.
Continue reading Headless Male Torsos
As a little boy in Lahore, I saw buffalos for the first time. They were strange animals, neither cow nor goat. To me they were like elephants without trunks. I was fascinated by them. I loved watching them wade in the water for hours. I would watch the young farmers accompany them, pamper them and clean them. The buffalos were the farmer’s pets, friends that they could whisper to. At times farmer and buffalo would swim together and the farmer’s wet clothes would cling to their bodies. I loved the buffalo and their young farmers. Continue reading The Boy and his Buffalos
Whilst blooms are the zenith of a plant, seeds for me are a symbol of death and harbingers of life.
Couch Surfing has had its blossoms and now has gone to seed. Its concept was introduced to me by a stranger in the seat beside me, on a flight back to London from Delhi in 2008. Simple principle, if you have a couch to spare, and you feel a connection with the shared interests of a traveller, you become their host or guest. Continue reading Seeds of Couch Surfing
After much deliberation, I am pleased that the wealth of details held in these portraits can now be fluidly viewed online via Zoomable.
My desire to seek out masks worn in the name of masculinity, started with a working title Mas(k)culinities. Realised after a few years that it’s not just the men scarred by the expected role play of their gender, notion of what is considered feminine, has equally damaged generations Continue reading Hyper Real Zoomable Portraits