Skip to content

Kochi Portrait of Two Men at Work Black And White | Limited Edition of 10

Sale price $79.00 CAD

Select Dimensions

Young And Older Men Inside A Weathered Kochi Workspace

I photographed these two men at work in Kochi, India, inside a worn, textured workspace where almost every surface carries evidence of age and use. The younger man is absorbed in what he is doing, his head lowered and one hand reaching across the work surface, while the older man stands behind him and looks directly toward the camera. That difference in attention is what first held me: one person caught in the rhythm of the work, the other fully aware of my presence.

The photograph fits naturally within my black and white street portraits, but what interests me here is how much of the story comes from the setting itself. Cracked plaster, old wooden doors, hanging metal containers, stacked materials, rough walls, and the deep black opening behind the older man all become part of the portrait. The younger man's graphic portrait T-shirt adds another face to the composition, creating an unexpected visual counterpoint between the printed image, his downward gaze, and the older man's direct expression.

Black and white strips the scene down to gesture, texture, light, and structure. The darker doorway isolates the older man's face and checked shirt, while the lighter wall and worn surfaces frame the younger man against a completely different tonal field. Their hands matter as much as their expressions. One reaches across the foreground; the other rests quietly against the stacked material. Those small gestures keep the photograph grounded in an ordinary working moment rather than turning it into a formal portrait.

I also like the contrast between age and youth without needing to explain the relationship between the two men. The photograph simply allows them to occupy the same space, surrounded by the accumulated marks of a place that has clearly been used rather than staged. For me, that makes the image feel specific to Kochi while still speaking more broadly about people, work, and everyday environments.

This photograph is offered as a limited edition of only 10 prints. Each print is personally signed, produced with archival pigment inks on premium archival paper, and accompanied by a certificate of authenticity. Its monochrome palette and strong human presence make it particularly suited to collectors drawn to documentary photography, portraiture, travel, and interiors where textured black-and-white work feels at home.

The photograph also belongs to the broader visual language of my street photography wall art.

© Dan Kosmayer, 2010

Limited Edition of 10

This photograph is released as a signed and numbered limited edition of only 10 prints in total across all available sizes combined—not 10 prints in each size.

Every size is drawn from the same edition. Whether the photograph is purchased as a small print or at the largest available size, it uses one of the 10 edition numbers.

I personally sign and number each print on the reverse, and every print is accompanied by a signed Certificate of Authenticity recording its title, dimensions, medium, edition number, and date of issue.

Once all 10 prints have been sold, the edition will be permanently closed. No additional numbered editions of the photograph will be produced in another size or format.

Premium Archival Fine Art Prints

I personally produce every photograph using archival pigment inks on premium archival paper with a subtle luster finish.

The paper provides rich tonal depth, excellent fine-detail reproduction, and a refined surface that reduces distracting glare under normal indoor lighting. It is especially well suited to both color and black-and-white photography.

Each photograph is sold as an unframed fine art print, allowing it to be framed according to the collector’s space and personal style.

Before a print leaves my studio, I carefully inspect it for color, tonal accuracy, surface quality, and overall presentation. Nothing is outsourced, and every finished print passes through my hands.

Back to top