Rashmi + Thomas, the Wedding Album

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Rashmi + Thomas, wedding album

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Rashmi & Thomas, wedding album

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Rashmi & Thomas, wedding album

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The wedding album

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Rashmi & Thomas

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Layflat design

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Inner layout design

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Branding and logo

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Inner layout design

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Branding and online viewable link+QR

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Casing for the album

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Closing page.

Wedding photographs by Abhishek BA and Ankit Banerjee.
Album Design & Print by Oodio Studio.

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Upanayana of Rishab Mohan, the album.

Back in 2013, I used to intern at this small design and post production company called Oodio Studio in Bangalore, India. After my tenure of 4 months there, I moved on to pursuing my photography independently. Years later in 2016, I placed a Design & Print order for the Upanayana of Rishab Mohan I shot recently. This book is a Medium Landscape 9” x 11” SLIM Flushmount Signature book with Fawn Brown Leatherette. I must draw attention to the flawless production and branding by the folks at Oodio. Their work is on point and it makes me so happy to have once been a part of this firm.

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Outer packaging, carry bag

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Album Casing

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The Signature album

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Fawn Brown Leatherette

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SLIM Flushmount (20 sheets)

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Medium Landscape 9” x 11”

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Spineless binding

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Medium Landscape 9” x 11”

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Opening Page, event details

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Heavy gauge 500 GSM Matte paper

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Flushmount book

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Silver Halide printing

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Silver Halide Printing, Heavy gauge 500 GSM Matte paper

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Designed by Oodio

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Completely flat

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Really, completely flat

 

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Custom Message Card

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QR code & web link to album

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Logo and Signage

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Branding

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End page with contact details

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Branding on back of the book

I will admit, it makes me emotional to be on the client side of the company. The work flow, the communication, the delivery commitment, is as makhhan (butter) smooth. These guys not only taught me the craft and the work of post production, but also give me the constant motivation to do what I do, better.

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Sub Rosa Arteries

In August 2014, we were given an English assignment in college to explore areas of Bangalore. Little did I know that it would lead to a course-changing series of events. I fell in love with the roads, the chaos, and the people! Born and raised in an upper middle class family, I was a “city boy” for most of my life. Coincidentally, at the same juncture two things happened—first, I saw my city change the way it looked across my schooling years, and second, I became a part of Naresh Narasimhan’s Facebook group (discontinued) “Bangalore- Photos from a bygone age”. They shared photos of Bangalore from the years of 1800-2000’s. This pairing got me thinking: The way I perceive those photos in 2015 is very different from its time. Everything fascinated me and I began to document the city extensively, to build an archive of photos which is of potential academic value 50 – 100 years ahead. The photos in this theme are a subset of these unpublished archives. The photos here are more from a photojournalist approach than photography or “artistic” take. I felt, taking photos doesn’t always have to conform to art and aesthetic beauty, or science of composition rules. It can be as simple as, well, just capturing a moment. The intent behind capturing the photo became vital and the subjectivity associated with it appealed to me. After trying my hand at numerous genres of photography, I felt a connection in documenting the city life. An extended addition of two photos from Meerut, UP to the set is an effort to establish cause-and-effect relation— how the lanes of my city made me grow itchy feet and extend my efforts in archiving to parts of India. I am home.

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Ankit Banerjee is an independent photographer based in Bangalore, India.

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Solo Photography Exhibition

Image Copyright © Ankit Banerjee. All Rights Reserved. Image Copyright © Ankit Banerjee. All Rights Reserved. Almost five years back, it all started with an accidental photo of milk overflowing. Shuffling across several borrowed cameras from supportive friends and family, learning exactly what each technical number meant, to freelancing and travelling over the years, the moment is finally here—It’s time to celebrate the adventures of a Bangalore boy and his experiences with a camera. The photos are selected works from my past few years of travelling across Hampi, Goa, Delhi, Meerut, Kerala, and through the streets of my home, Bengaluru. The exhibition also showcases nature, architecture, abstracts, and portraits.

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WHEN: 7th-29th March 2015

WHERE: Art Of Delight, 44/1 Residency Road, Below Hotel Nagarujua, Bangalore.

CONTACT: +919739506907 and +919964773776

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Works on display: https://500px.com/ankitban/sets/exhibition_picks

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IN THE PRESS:

I am a 19 year old photography hobbyist turned freelancer based in Bangalore, India.

Discovery: a cherished childhood experience.

To and fro, everything around me kept moving. I don’t know whether it was the motion blurry sight, or just the funny feelings in my stomach that made me so happy. Or maybe it was just the air hitting my face repeatedly, waving through my long bowl-cut hair that made childhood blissful. It took time to learn how to push myself— the crazy torso movement to imaginary leg acceleration. But the best was yet to come—jumping off right when it was on the top. The leap from that height was so exhilarating that soon after I landed, I rushed into another round.

Now, every time I pass by a vacant plank held by chains, I can hear it calling me.

Person: narcissistic note to self.

Another rainy afternoon in the city, and I watch through my window the people grasping on to the collars of their coats and umbrellas running to meet up deadlines to free some space for a glass of wine by the fire place with their persons escaping from their mundane schedule. So many people and their daily impact on one and another, each one significantly contributing to the life of other for better or, for worse. Some shake hands, hug and spread smiles while some push the other off the cliff by looting them for their own greed. Who remains with us when we differentiate the materialistic things from the humane behaviour that we exchange?

You were always there with me.

You were a critic, a support, a necessity, a foe and a partner: that somebody who patiently sits by me without saying a word while I hear you. You were me, but just not within me. I can see you standing by the door looking at me. You carefully learnt the ways of others, the style of my friends and carefully integrated them within. The many forms you took to never make me feel the absence of anyone else, who would otherwise not be there. By your simple objectivity and acceptance, you left a significant impact on my life. You were me, just not within me.

Such is the person who has significantly made an impact on my life. In moments of extreme emotions, the third person always jumped outside my body to restore normalcy. When I grew weary, he talked to me and made me understand with a rational explanation and did not let me feel small. He celebrated my victories but reminded me nobody has seen what tomorrow brings. When she and the rest made decisions for themselves, he told me it’s alright and I must not expect. When I escaped to a new dimension to seek solace, he told if I was doing it right, and whether the photographs conveyed what I wanted to say. He critiqued my work with great finesse and found the flaws that needed to be corrected, advices and quick tips to be kept in mind such that I could make a good picture, great. When I am on stage, I see him sitting there in the audience knowing exactly where I stumble and point out the pros and parts that need improvement. He established the fine line of right and wrong and through simple and effective humane connection of friendship, he introspected for my self-improvement.

He was I. You were me, just not within me. My principles, morals and all that I believed, mastered like a lawyer.

Disclaimer:

I am not a loner. I have friends whom I cherish. This is just a practice of being empathetic to myself first, and then to others. We need answers to all that we face and it is best to go back, place ourselves there and relive. The span of life is a long journey to 00different places. It would be irrational to expect and depend myself on to another person to everywhere I go, unless the person is me

Describe a place or environment where you are perfectly content. What do you do or experience there and why is it meaningful to you?

June 10th 2013

6:00 AM, the alarm rings, I head out for a run. It’s almost 7:00 AM now and I need to freshen up, have breakfast and leave for work. 8:20 AM, getting past the typical Monday morning rush hour, I manage to make it on time. At Oodio, we always have a morning call at 9:00 AM with the co-founder who allocates us jobs for the day. 9:30 AM, I have been assigned to cover a conference for Microsoft Ventures and I must head out to the shoot pronto. 

Since I never had formal photography training, it was indeed an exciting challenge to understand all the technical factors that made a great photo ‘great’. Oodio, fully aware of my inexperience, took me on board as their youngest intern. Initially, learning was just random experimentation with a lot of dark, white, and blurry images; now I exactly understand what each number means.

10:20 AM, Microsoft India Research Labs awes me with its giant American corporate feel and the conference commences at the Accelerator. 12:30 PM, seeking an opportunity of the refreshment break, as the President of The Debate Club, I have to make some calls to the co-organizers of The Bait ’13 (an inter-city competition we are organizing) enquiring about a venue for the event.

3:00 PM, the conference ends at Microsoft and grabbing a bite of a cheese sandwich, I head back to office to back up all the coverage data. I reach Oodio and learn that our e-commerce clients and wedding photographers landed us with new jobs for post-production and so I decide to take them up. 4:00 PM, the co-organizer informs me that the venue costs 60,000 INR. This worries me as The Debate Club Bangalore already has a negative figure balance. 5:00 PM, the part I look forward to the most, I head to piano class and my new teacher ensures that I have a thorough practice session. I feel rejuvenated.

Traveling always gets me thinking about my choices—“You plan to just sit at home for a year?” People often confuse a gap year with inactivity whereas my reality is far from it. When I graduated from high school, I had boldly decided to take an unconventional detour. Although I felt quite scared, I chose to add value to my life and engage in things that I felt a personal connection with. For the first time by this decision, I wasn’t living someone else’s life.

Oh well, I have bigger worries—I need press coverage for the debate event. No, I need a venue first!

7:00 PM, I’m home; I boot my laptop and start designing a sponsorship brochure. 8:30 PM, the organizing team reviews the brochure, implements necessary changes after which I send it out to all companies who could potentially partner with The Debate Club. 9:00 PM, after 17 long emails, I realise that I also have to send out e-invites to all the schools in Bangalore. 9:30 PM, we begin an hour-long conference call with the organisers, who, with their diverse opinions, made it really intense. Meanwhile, my caring mother ensured that I gulped a few spoons of rice and curry. 10:30 PM, I need to start researching on Mexico for Harvard Model United Nations India 2013. This is my first MUN conference, another opportunity to stand in front of an audience, and do what I love, to express my opinions on a topic in search of viable solutions. 12:00 AM, I usually spend time learning on Quora, but tonight I just feel like reading V. S. Ramachandran’s “Phantoms in The Brain”. I don’t know what time it is, I have fallen asleep, awesomely content.