Covid-19, Covid-19, please go away.
I need that clever sounding quote on boredom and imagination somewhere on my bookshelves.
Oh well.
This.
This again.
This.
This also.
Someday…
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Covid-19, Covid-19, please go away.
I need that clever sounding quote on boredom and imagination somewhere on my bookshelves.
Oh well.
This.
This again.
This.
This also.
Someday…
It’s getting repetitive.
Taking the same route around the village. Covid-19, Covid-19, please go away.
Is this worth looking at?
Somewhere on my bookshelves is a clever-sounding quote on boredom and imagination.
This wasn’t here yesterday.
These weren’t here yesterday.
Another day of not going anywhere, thanks to Covid-19.
Walked around and looked at nothing.
But there’s no such thing as nothing.
Everything speaks.
Our aspirations and joy.
Rules in many languages.
Things tell our lives.
Things arranged into sense.
Things in order.
The observer becomes a shadow.
Another day of not going anywhere.
Feeling like this.
Covid-19, Covid-19, please go away.
Feeling like this.
Still, we walk.
There’s still beauty.
A self to cultivate.
As we go from here to there.
A short morning ramble in the village.
It’s part boredom, part inspiration.
Boredom is a storage box waiting to be opened.
Everyday mundane things become objects of thought.
This is of value.
This is of value.
Fishing for thought.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Trying out a new lens… wifey was braving the heat at Sham Shui Po with me.
Trying to get into the flow. I think I was spotted.
Hard at work.
Was a bit self-conscious with wifey next to me but I did a good job of ignoring her.
Hot day.
I need a better camera bag… one with an external mesh pocket for a water bottle.
Testing.
I can see wifey melting in the hot sun. Am ignoring her.
Listing them down.
Wifey is checking the time on her watch. Am ignoring her.
At rest.
A 35mm lens gives me a 56mm view with the crop factor. Ok lah.
Maybe I should get that 7Artisans 50mm lens for a short telephoto 80mm equivalent.
Wait… where’s wifey…