Making an Inclusive Mountain
Project 365 and the documentation of Tiruvannamalai

Waswo X. Waswo

Indeed, the not-too-distant peak is circled by a ring of clouds. There is something uncanny about it. And then, within moments, the nebulous halo vanishes like an apparition. The first rays of the sun are casting long, dark green shadows across the fields.

We arrive late at night, slowly rumbling over unavoidable potholes on a dark, tree-lined road. Our driver, Sanoj, is confused about his GPS. My assistant Ganpat and he are arguing about whether or not we have missed a turn. It is then that my mobile, which has been without tower, finally picks up a call from Tulsi, AbulKalam Azad’s close friend and Managing Trustee of the Ekaloham Trust for Photography. Within minutes a small motorbike is sputtering up beside us; guiding us to
the farm house complex that is to house us for the next seven days.