Murals In Progress

I couldn't bear the thought of yet another lunch at the canteen, so I hauled myself and my bags over from the gym to a cafe nearby. They were about 10 minutes apart. I crossed the road and began walking on the pavement towards the cafe, only to find that these figures had come up suddenly - I had eaten in the same cafe last week.

I worked on getting rid of my inhibitions (to photograph these on the main road, amidst trafffic) through lunch, and on the way back (to work), I quickly took a few pictures. Earlier, two men had been painting further down this wall. Their models: a newspaper picture of some performance which had a troupe of women performing something with loaded pots atop their heads.


I first photographed the end nearest to the cafe, where there were only outlined figures and not too many passers-by, but two young boys, aged about 10, came up to me, pointed to the women and said, "Go there and take pictures," and went on their way. I knew what they meant, of course, because I had seen it earlier - "There" was where the women were taking form, colourfully, carrying out the balancing act with ease and grace. Here is one more picture!