Life on the streets
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BIG AMBITION
Apparently, there're more than one Amazon in the world. There's the humongous rainforest that spreads into 9 different countries. Then there's Amazon.com that sells everything online including the kitchen sink. I'm so thrilled to find one here in Singapore selling cameras and electronics. It's a small outfit but the name suggests big ambitions. I could almost hear the vendor's thought: "Some day, this shop's gonna expand..."
Apparently, there're more than one Amazon in the world. There's the humongous rainforest that spreads into 9 different countries. Then there's Amazon.com that sells everything online including the kitchen sink. I'm so thrilled to find one here in Singapore selling cameras and electronics. It's a small outfit but the name suggests big ambitions. I could almost hear the vendor's thought: "Some day, this shop's gonna expand..."
WIND ON MY SKIN 
I don't know about you but learning to ride a bicycle was an ordeal for me. I fell many times and landed in places where no bicycles had gone before, the most memorable being in a muddy canal. The excavation of the bicycle wasn't as bad as facing the horde of curious passerby who laughed at my expense. Still, I wouldn't exchange that feel of wind on my skin when I'm up and going on two wheels. I feel free and empowered. The ability to go places outside the reach of my walking was a big deal to me. Learning to ride was a necessary episode in my life.
I don't know about you but learning to ride a bicycle was an ordeal for me. I fell many times and landed in places where no bicycles had gone before, the most memorable being in a muddy canal. The excavation of the bicycle wasn't as bad as facing the horde of curious passerby who laughed at my expense. Still, I wouldn't exchange that feel of wind on my skin when I'm up and going on two wheels. I feel free and empowered. The ability to go places outside the reach of my walking was a big deal to me. Learning to ride was a necessary episode in my life.
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I GOT YOUR BACK
The haversack is a great invention. An amazing assistant, really. It helps to carry those important miscellaneous, distributes weight marvellously across the shoulders and back and enables the wearer to travel the distance with the load. Nevertheless, it pales in comparison to a human assistant. At the end of the day, who will really cover my back except another soul?
The haversack is a great invention. An amazing assistant, really. It helps to carry those important miscellaneous, distributes weight marvellously across the shoulders and back and enables the wearer to travel the distance with the load. Nevertheless, it pales in comparison to a human assistant. At the end of the day, who will really cover my back except another soul?
REINVENTING
Newspaper vendor having a slow day at work. I can identify with her. Let's face it, no matter how amazing our jobs can be, we do hit this point. Feeling bored with work can be as dreadful as getting retrenched. I tackle this by simply hanging in there and finding new ways to do things. Reinventing is a spice of life.
Newspaper vendor having a slow day at work. I can identify with her. Let's face it, no matter how amazing our jobs can be, we do hit this point. Feeling bored with work can be as dreadful as getting retrenched. I tackle this by simply hanging in there and finding new ways to do things. Reinventing is a spice of life.
WHAT'S IN A NAME?
There are different reasons why we may be drawn to a photo. It may be the subject matter, in this case, a man looking away to evoke a sense of curiosity, or the contrast of his white shirt to his skin colour and the background. It may be the location and the harmony of supporting details. It may as well be the lighting condition at that given time. So what's my take when I took this picture? It's the name "Leslie". Now say my name.
There are different reasons why we may be drawn to a photo. It may be the subject matter, in this case, a man looking away to evoke a sense of curiosity, or the contrast of his white shirt to his skin colour and the background. It may be the location and the harmony of supporting details. It may as well be the lighting condition at that given time. So what's my take when I took this picture? It's the name "Leslie". Now say my name.
GOTCHA
It was hard catching up with these guys. They were all over the place, never staying put in one spot long enough for anyone to interfere, let alone a stranger to take a photo of them. Then they decided to sit a while, which allowed me to walk over and do what I needed to. There's much to learn about life through waiting, anticipating and seizing the moments. There will be misses, but I hope those seized will count.
It was hard catching up with these guys. They were all over the place, never staying put in one spot long enough for anyone to interfere, let alone a stranger to take a photo of them. Then they decided to sit a while, which allowed me to walk over and do what I needed to. There's much to learn about life through waiting, anticipating and seizing the moments. There will be misses, but I hope those seized will count.
BE RIGHT BACK
I took a break from the streets for nearly 4 weeks. Good to be back. It was a day at the National Gallery. Appreciation, inspiration and aspiration are all there. The works on display made me feel inadequate and small. Yet I acknowledged the part I can play through my works. Albeit a small part.
I took a break from the streets for nearly 4 weeks. Good to be back. It was a day at the National Gallery. Appreciation, inspiration and aspiration are all there. The works on display made me feel inadequate and small. Yet I acknowledged the part I can play through my works. Albeit a small part.
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