Brian Moore
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I was on my way to our office in Chino (pronounced "cheeno") yesterday morning. I intended to arrive at 8 am but I made very good time and I decided to investigate this building that I had noticed for the first time a few weeks ago.
There was a festival going on so lots of people arriving.
I asked permission to snap a few shots of the building and I was invited to do so, as long as I didn't take any inside the temple.
As I was lining up a shot a very nice man approached me and began talking. He was an Indian man from Bombay, living in USA, he was a volunteer for the day. He told me about the carvings. (All done in India in pink sandstone. Carved by hand and shipped over to the USA.) He invited me inside and although I only had a few minutes I readily accepted. What a treat! All hand carved white marble columns and walls and statuary. The place was filled with devotees. Several hundred people, the men lined up to pray one at a time to their deity, the women all seated on the floor worshipping in their own way.
I was a novelty in there. The men seemed to ignore me but the women seemed a little bewildered by my presence and I felt their eyes. But it was all very nice.
Because I couldn't take pictures inside I tried my best to sear the memory of the images into my brain. I wish so that I could have snapped a few shots. I believe they would have been wonderful, as the morning sun was gleaming into the interior and illuminating the marble and the people most magnificently.
I arrived at work on schedule at 8. I was walking on air.
It's the serendipity life holds: I tour a Hindu temple on the way to work. It is a thing I never thought I would ever do on the way to work.
These are shots that I snapped with the Sigma DP1 MacKillop. They are JPEGs straight out of the camera. No touch up at all.
Note the drone below. It buzzed me at one point. I look around for the "pilot." He was hiding in plane sight just steps from me. He was a monk dressed in orange robes. Who new Hindu monks had drones?
There was a festival going on so lots of people arriving.
I asked permission to snap a few shots of the building and I was invited to do so, as long as I didn't take any inside the temple.
As I was lining up a shot a very nice man approached me and began talking. He was an Indian man from Bombay, living in USA, he was a volunteer for the day. He told me about the carvings. (All done in India in pink sandstone. Carved by hand and shipped over to the USA.) He invited me inside and although I only had a few minutes I readily accepted. What a treat! All hand carved white marble columns and walls and statuary. The place was filled with devotees. Several hundred people, the men lined up to pray one at a time to their deity, the women all seated on the floor worshipping in their own way.
I was a novelty in there. The men seemed to ignore me but the women seemed a little bewildered by my presence and I felt their eyes. But it was all very nice.
Because I couldn't take pictures inside I tried my best to sear the memory of the images into my brain. I wish so that I could have snapped a few shots. I believe they would have been wonderful, as the morning sun was gleaming into the interior and illuminating the marble and the people most magnificently.
I arrived at work on schedule at 8. I was walking on air.
It's the serendipity life holds: I tour a Hindu temple on the way to work. It is a thing I never thought I would ever do on the way to work.
These are shots that I snapped with the Sigma DP1 MacKillop. They are JPEGs straight out of the camera. No touch up at all.
Note the drone below. It buzzed me at one point. I look around for the "pilot." He was hiding in plane sight just steps from me. He was a monk dressed in orange robes. Who new Hindu monks had drones?
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