Hundreds of men stopped me, asking me to take their photo. Then they thanked me – even though they would never see their photo, they were honoured that I’d taken their image. It was rare however that they’d smile. For most Indian people a portrait is a straight faced moment.
The Kumbh Mela is a festival driven my love and faith. Millions of pilgrims came to Allahabad, on the banks of the Ganges, to celebrate. Despite the crowds and the 24 hour party, it was peaceful. What an incredible place. And a testament to town planning – to build sewage systems that efficient and odourless, for that many people? Amazing.