Kata, June 2011

Manila, July 2011

Ho Chi Minh (Saigon), March 2011

everyday people of the somewhat drab streets.

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It's funny yet somewhat annoying how I always find myself around the same goddamned place everytime I go for a casual street-photog walk. It is like bashing through the deep woods, where every clearing reached seemed like the previous one, trees felt like carbon copies of each other. Drifting to the left, drifting to the right, it doesn't make a difference. I still find myself at the place where I first found myself. A never ending friggin' loop. Is it me being drawn towards the common, or am I just simply living in a minimized space, confined.

Mekong Delta, March 2011

Ho Chi Minh, March 2011

Patong Beach, Thailand, 2011

Late Afternoon
Phuket, June 2011

an urban jungle exploration

So while I was on this random bus, on my way home - I've spotted a pretty interesting jungle along one of the lifeless Singapore highways. Kinda funny though cause I thought I saw a clearing, a walkway of some sort. I went back to the same place the following Saturday and did a lil' exploring.

paths we take

Does it always matter which path you take?

escapades of a local sightseer #3: Ann Siang Hill

chasing flocks.

Somewhere in the alleys of Little India, while I was chasing these flock of pigeons for mere photographs, a random stranger came up to me with a smile on his face and asked: "Hi!, can I see the picture you took??". He was kinda surprised when I said I can't as I'm using film, showing him the lcd-less back of my camera. "Oh you still use film?!" was his reply. I smiled at him then bid my farewell.

I'll get lost.

Vagabond Ink
333, Kreta Ayer Road # 01-19

And no, I wouldn't want to get a tattoo. But looking at this picture, reminded me how much I've always wanted to leave and just simply get lost. In this very moment, I envy those who has got all the time in the world to travel. I'm just waiting for my National Service to end (9 more months!) and I'm off to the country down under!


ei8ght cafe & bar
8 Bukit Pasoh Road

captured portraits of the not so common people

I can still remember how annoyed the old lady was when she heard the loud *click* produced by my camera. She quickly hid herself in between those vehicles. When I walked pass her, she was babbling words which I can't seem to comprehend, I'm so sure its bad. I walked straight with guilt of causing disrespect, trying to ignore the tempt to look at her.

The alleys in Little India.

Typical day-to-day scavengers of the Thieves' Market, Sungei Road.

the chicken rice man.

Chicken Rice = the "I-don't-know-what-to-eat-but-I-have-to-eat-at-least-something food"

intimidated? guess not.

Definitely no match from my dual yashica barettas, ha!

time stops, light moves.

random film escapades