Street Colours at Mong Kok

Another day on the streets of Mong Kok.

It’s different every time.

I’m pretty sure the above weren’t here the other day.

This is the work of bricolage – the art of making do.

The details change.

But the task of reading and understanding goes on.

What Hong Kong wants is not very hard to understand.

Umbrellas, society and home – who doesn’t want those?

Perhaps the barricades could be a bridge some day.

There’re mobile libraries here.

A community serving a community.

We’ve to learn to read.

There’s a willingness to do the work of waiting.

Cheeky umbrellas.

The minions are still waiting with good humour.

The umbrellas descend.

Mong Kok has a new look these days.

Again, humour.

Waiting.

Some more humour. True democracy is a fortress.

There’s a message here to be deciphered.

Safety.

There’s healing waiting to be done.

The police love Hong Kong too.

If there is no love, respect and peace, there’s no Hong Kong.

What else can we do, except to pray for wisdom on all sides.

 

Camera: Canon 600D

Legacy Lens: Meyer Optik Gorlitz Oreston 50mm f/1.8