The street type colors and hustle bustle of a fish market is hard to miss.
So one can get started by visiting the place; trying to become a part of the environment.
What hits you first, before you even enter the market is the strong smell of fish. Then the lighted bulbs, buzzing flies, cawing crows, stone walls, slate platforms, bamboo poles upholding a tin roof, from which wires, baskets and lights dangle. Puddled paths, cheap colorful plastic containers holding bangda's, jhinga's, ravas, surmai and bombils, are bargained in the harsh tones of '200 se kum mein nai degi'. A kitten lurks close to the basket, as fishes are packed and whisked away home, by a happy customer.
Textures, patterns and forms
This dusky environment is what I have tried to capture through my sketches.