These images are remnants of fleeting worlds—faces half-turned, hands in motion, silence caught in shadow. Echoes of Presence is a quiet unfolding, where the ordinary becomes luminous, and memory takes the shape of light. I have wandered like a ghost with a lens, gathering moments that barely spoke, yet stayed. In these frames lie the soft pulse of humanity: the weight of waiting, the warmth of skin touched by sun, the beauty in a glance no one noticed.
Each photograph is a hush — a breath between moments. They are not posed or perfect, but alive with the tension of being seen. Light bends around them like memory does: soft, unfinished, honest.
This space is an offering. A place to feel the familiar strangeness of others, to find yourself in their shadows. To remember that even the quietest lives leave echoes—on walls, in streets, in light. Glide slowly through my poetry of the mundane. Let your eyes listen.
I present...
ECHOES OF PRESENCE
Monochrome - Echoes in Shadow
In the absence of colour, a different kind of truth emerges.
This space is carved for the monochrome—where form transcends distraction, and light is no longer a guide but a question. Here, faces are stripped of ornament, gestures linger longer, and silence is a character in every frame. These are not simply photographs. They are fragments of something more ancient and elemental—etched not in hues, but in contrast, in texture, in time.
Every frame is a negotiation between light and its absence. A conversation between the seen and the remembered. In these echoes, we confront the quiet drama of being—eyes that carry history, hands that have held loss, bodies that exist like monuments to fleeting moments.
There is a kind of stillness here that asks more of the viewer. It invites you to dwell, to listen longer, to read the lines carved by shadow. This is not nostalgia. It is memory as it breathes—half-formed, imperfect, and achingly human.
Let this be a slow descent into depth. A gallery not of images, but of presence suspended. Where the monochrome does not simplify, but distills.
'Life is the best thing that has ever been invented'
Presence Suspended
"No matter what, nobody can take away the dances you’ve already had."
'There is always something left to love'
Not posed, but revealed.
Let's explore colours...
Colour is the breath between moments—the quiet music of light as it touches skin, fabric, sky. It arrives without announcement, slipping into the folds of the ordinary and making it glow. In these images, colour is not decoration; it is emotion made visible. It is the warmth of presence, the echo of memory, the hush that falls when something true reveals itself.
Soft Radiance
RADIANCE
Here, faces soften in amber dusk, laughter flickers in warm reds, solitude lingers in cool blue shadows. These photographs hold more than what was seen—they hold what was felt. They offer glimpses into the tender, fleeting beauty of human connection, in all its quiet colour and quiet complexity.
Memory
To see in colour is to remember more than the eye can hold. It is to feel the sun behind a smile, to trace the hush of morning light across a collarbone, to recognise the way memory stains the world with its own hues.
Each image asks nothing more than your presence—your willingness to stay, to look, to feel what stirs beneath the surface.
Let the colours speak softly to you. Let them remind us that beauty is not always bold—it is often found in the smallest shifts of tone, the quietest shades of feeling.
ECHOES OF PRESENCE
जो उबरा सो डूब गया, जो डूबा वो पार!
One who jumps into it drowns, And one who drowns, gets across.
Echoes of Presence
'I was discovering, naming all these things:
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye.'
Credits:
Arunanjan Saha