Living Rooms

Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms
Living Rooms

Living Rooms

By Arnav Rastogi

It is often astonishing how much the room we live in tells people about us, even behind our backs. Once a couple of friends came visiting to my house and they died laughing at the odd childhood photograph of me, the close-to-death computer and my mother’s instructing notes on the kitchen wall.

The space we live in is an extension of our true selves and our lives. For over two years now I’ve been visiting people’s houses, requesting them to let me make a photograph of their living rooms. It’s a Pandora’s box each time. I once found a hen in a family’s living room in Tiruvannamalai, with its nest sitting atop a shelf.

So far I’ve travelled across three cities in three different states across India to work on this project. The change and the sense of discovery is what keeps it moving.

New Delhi, Tiruvannamalai, Documentary

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