I was just looking through a few images taken on an evening at Fa Yuen Street and on an afternoon in the vicinity of Shamshuipo.
There is that contrast that plays with visibility and lack thereof.
We see people emerging from darkness.
We see hands and appetites but not always faces.
We are reduced to silhouettes of ourselves.
What defines and frames our activities are appetites and things…
Our appetites and things have become substitutes for our selves … that is how a city becomes a kind of phantasmagoria….
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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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