I’m back from my travels, back in my hometown. I’ve downsized, going from Delhi a super city of nearly 14 million people to Venice Florida a small town of just over 21 thousand. Needless to say the pace is a little slower here. Easy days in the sunshine peddling my bicycle down sparsely trafficked streets aiming toward the beach or a park, dinners out with my family etc. etc.

I am managing to keep busy however. I’m teaming up on a low key art project with my friend David Hoskins. A talented artist in his own right he will be aiming his tablet at photographs that I’ve been shooting over the past few days, adding far out graphic imagery to sparse photography. I’m excited to see what we can put together.

You can see a preview here.

Keep here for more images in the future. I’ll close you out with this. Bye for now…

… is a temple in Siem Reap Cambodia. It is very very big and very very old and very very beautiful.

We made the 5 a.m. tourist pilgrimage, breakfasted on delicious baguette omelet sandwiches and waited for the sun to rise. The dawn greeted us with a muddy overcast sky that smelled of rain and soon delivered just that.

Despite the puddles and shirt soaking humidity the place was definitely worth the visit. I especialy liked the giant trees growing out of the ancient stones. It made me feel a little like Indiana Jones.

Take a look?

Formerly the Chao Ponhea Yat High School now the site of the Tuol Sleng Genocide museum. The place was transformed into Security Prison by the Khmer Rouge regime in 1975 ab stayed that way until 1979 when the regime lost power.

As many as 17,000 prisoners are said to have been held there. The captives were repeatedly tortured into giving up the names of their friends and family to the regime who were in turn tortured and killed.

I left India for a short vacation in South East Asia with a couple of friends. I started in Bangkok headed to Phnom Penh and am now in Siem Reap getting ready to go hit up Angkor Wat at sunrise.

Here are a few photographs I took at the Killing Fields outside of Phnom Penh.

It was an intense 10 days. I can say that now but it doesn’t come close to encapsulating the sheer grit it took to get through the event. I went from spending my days shooting the beautiful sandy shores of Diu in southern Gujarat to freezing in the lofty altitude of the Himalayas. We endured 2 a.m. wake up calls, freezing temperatures and endless stretches of unpaved road. I spent 71 hours in five different vehicles over the course of five days. I was abandoned on Barchla pass, left to find my own way to Leh. At times I was angry, depressed and confused but in the end I think it was worth it. I did get to make some beautiful images.

Here are a few of them, take a look. Watch the slideshow full screen to do the images justice. Slow it down. Take them in.

I’m heading north to cover the Raid De Himalaya for the National with Joshua. I’m a bit about nervous, about the potential of dying of frostbite or succumbing to altitude sickness or generally being unprepared but it should be exciting.

The route is intimidating. Last time I was up in that altitude it took a toll on my mind and body. I’m hoping this time we’ll be different. But as the picture at the top says in the usual broken Indian english “glory comes from daring to begin.”

During the Durga Puja in Udaipur Kailash makes a different chalk drawing on the street each day of the festival.

Each drawing has a message. This particular deals with the issue of Indian parents seeking abortions when they discover they are going to have a daughter.

Kailash feels that men and women should be treated equally.

I recorded the music from the window of my hotel room…

An assistant to a local artist cleans the glass that covers a painting of the goddess Durga. The painting is on display on the City Palace road in Udaipur as part of the ten day durga puja festival.

This is an intersection just down the road from my hotel. The silver garlands strung over the street are part of the celebration for the Durga Puja. Every night for six days there’s music and dancing and lights hanging from everywhere. Amazingly beautiful. Shots to come…

I wanted to get inside and have a look at the Friday prayer but I got there too late and they wouldn’t let me in. So instead I took a few shots of the outside of the mosque…