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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