The usual media depiction of Hong Kong revolves around skyscrapers, the Peak, and the excellent dim sum, of course.
But there is also another pace of life which you can see on weekends.
All photographs are taken at Ma On Shan, New Territories.
You’ll see people cycling, fishing and taking leisurely walks.
There are fast-paced days and there are slow-paced days.
Today, we’ll go slow.
The cycling route can be rather scenic.
There’s an often-mentioned creative writing strategy: when writing a poem about love, never use the word “love”.
This entry is about cycling with my son, without photographs of us cycling.
You can see our bikes in the background though.
At moments like this, we slip into another time. You’ll see people enjoying being alone, in their own space-time bubbles.
This is the bike shop we go to when there’s something to the bikes I can’t fix. They’re really friendly and will actually tell me I don’t need that pair of fancy bike gloves when a generic one would do as well.
My cynical self would think about the way they are setting up their profit margins. But they sometimes do minor repairs and maintenance for free as well.
The boss will just tell you it’s free of charge and please buy your next bicycle from him.
She was shielding her eyes from the sun, so naturally I brought my camera to my eye.
That’s at the end of Wu Kai Sha beach. You’ll see quite a number of village houses.

An open door.
You could see the contrast between village life and high rise living here.
Hong Kong is a city of sharp juxtapositions.
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I am a poet and an educator. I have come to realise in recent years that the act of writing poetry has trained my mind to be always on the prowl for everyday moments that might be suitable material for my writing.
Hence, I turn to photography in order to record some of these moments. I soon discover that the photographs I am taking, using film rangefinder cameras which are more discreet and hence suitable to the task at hand, are in the tradition of street photography.
In search of poetry, I have become a street photographer.
What can Hong Kong teach me about street photography, and what can street photography teach me about Hong Kong?
This blog seeks to address that question.
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