Mule pulling a wagon in rural India, travelling across a muddy road; Carrying goods and people through the mist on a foggy morning.

From a photo I took out the car window while driving through one of the busiest cities in Punjab. Wrapped in wool shawls riding into the crisp morning air of Ludhiana.

Visiting my mom’s village after thirteen years, and one of the things that caught my eye are mustard flowers bundled in tarps.

On the walk to my uncle’s farm, we stopped to admire the goats and cows at a house along the road. The woman in the door happily inviting us in for an afternoon chai.

I was certain if sent alone I would find the house on my own. So I set out, and was off by one. Many have transformed their homes or relocated since my last visit.

Construction site in Jalandhar: Man carrying bricks up a wooden ladder leaning against wooden poles tied with fabric.

En route to Chandigarh driving by endless carts every 50 metres, filled of oranges stacked in perfect rows.

Swimming in circles within a small tank enclosed by sculptures made of stone.

Somewhere along the Sirhind Canal live cats adopted by locals and resorts.

Shadows and charcoal study. Photo I took on a Friday afternoon, and then sketched on a Friday afternoon one month later.

Three women sitting by the Sutlej river on a sunny winter day wrapped in wool shawls.

Learning to use charcoal as a singular medium for a landscape sketch. This one’s from a follow-along YouTube video.

Practicing charcoal sketch for an image I took while travelling in Himachal Pradesh.

This is one of my first follow-along charcoal studies, where the artist took a deep dive into how to create softness and contrast in one drawing.

Charcoal hills with clouds forming in the distance.

Speed sketch that felt like scribbling at first. The more I look at it, the more details that start to show in the eyes I never intended on drawing.

Attempting to create my own charcoal scenery combining various images and imagination.