Barbara Fertig's Essence of India

For me the essence of India is opalescence and dung--the opalescent sky reflected in the opalescent shimmer of the Taj Mahal--and the dung buildings on the Grand Trunk road, each inscribed with decoration that I think derives out of a creative energy that is everywhere in India. When we had our long layover on the train, I watched an Indian mother sharing one of our leftover meals with her child, and then making a toy for the child out of the foil cover. And on the same platform a Saddhu was painting his body for the day.

The essential message that I got was: whatever the hand touches has the potential to become a gift for the eye. Or, that shit doesn't just happen. 
by giles