I don't know what it all means...but some say that through the images we are able to contact the gods, and through the images they are able to be mindful of us, wanderers in a strange land. This is our last day in Nepal, last day in the crazy cacophony of Kathmandu.
I sometimes feel like the almost blind spice man, who has to hold the newspaper in inch away from his face to be able to read at all.
Detail of a student image of the 1000 rupee note, reimagined from Kathmandu University Art department.
A small boulder project at base camp.
Leaving the mountains, (the following photos curtesy of Tim Thompson)
The final push to camp 1. Taboche, as the storm moves in
The long beautiful walk to camp 1 Lukla school girl
Sherpa Buddhist prayer stones and shrine near Dingboche.
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