I grew up with rivers flowing through my city. Some were huge ones, and some others were almost like gutters. I realized somehow, I need water running very close to me. As ancient Japanese poets saw a river represent transiency of “everything,” I might need to feel constant change of time and probably imperceptible eternity, surrendering to tranquil shower of sublime.
I took this picture in 1994 in India. It’s Ganges river.
I am not sure if this was from the same trip, but it’s in Thailand, probably right behind the palace in Bangkok. I don’t think it looks like this anymore. It’s shot in 94 or 95.
