This is culture as lived experience:
An ordinary life that is the subject of street photography.
Every year I return to Singapore for a period and some things don’t change.
The kacang puteh man is still there (there’s another photo of him in a post a year ago).
I tried another shot and he spotted me.
A cobbler.
And another cobbler.
I stopped to buy my son an ice cream.
When doing street photography, bring along your child – you’ll look less conspicuous that way.
See? This guy actually smiled at my son and I.
I look like I’m helping my son with a school project…
My son dared me to take a picture of him up close – and I did.
And he pointed to them and said it would make a nice photograph – so I obliged.
He didn’t think the above would work – I think he’s right.
And he said the cyclist was looking the wrong way … again he’s right.
“Why did you take a picture of that building, daddy? Is that considered street photography?”
Good question.
I thought the tie fluttering in the air might make this interesting.
He was trying to tack something onto the wood paneling and looked somewhat frustrated – I caught that moment.
That’s life – always under construction.
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