This series of photographs is of my paternal grandparents — I am not particularly close to them, for reasons that trace through years of silence, generational weight, and family histories that rarely unfold out loud.
Still, when I asked them to be in front of my camera at their farm, I caught something simple: two people who love each other. Two people rooted in the land they've known, moving through time together.
This work isn’t about resolution. It’s about presence. It’s about recognizing love as it exists, even in complicated places or situations. Photographing them was a kind of unexpected softness — a brief window into something I didn’t know I was ready to hold.
"Sarso," the Mustard plant that grew in abundance without being planted on their gooseberry and mango tree farm in Uttar Pradesh, India.
"Sarso," the Mustard plant that grew in abundance without being planted on their gooseberry and mango tree farm in Uttar Pradesh, India.
