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.
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?”
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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From my London folder again…
I was happy to have caught this gesture…
He’s framed by various pictures, and there’s a statement here to be made about the idealised/commodified/cosmetic appearances of the pictures vs his heartfelt sincerity. Check out the arrow that’s about to pierce his heart.
The British Museum … it’s difficult to photograph such an iconic place because you know it has been done so many times…
I chose the seemingly unthinking approach: capture it at any angle and it’ll still look wonderful. Kudos to the architects…
Here’s a museum interior that plays with religious icons … there’s definitely a connection between religious devotion and museum space.
In a way, we’re here to worship art and/or the past.
At the Victoria and Albert Museum.
Here’re the acolytes …
I’m a tourist!
A busy scene with the seated person as a focal point, at the still point of the turning world …
“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.”
(T. S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”, The Four Quartets)
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We’re still on the theme of street photographs taken during family outings some time back.
This is the newly-opened River Safari in Singapore.
I went absolutely berserk with the various compositional possibilities in front of the large fish tank.
As everyone else is looking at the exhibits, no one is looking at me – that’s the perfect set up for a street photographer.
I’ll call this series The Physical Impossibility of Death in the Mind of Someone Taking Photographs (see Damien Hirst).
Musing. This is a work of art.
The trick to this is knowing telepathy and fish language.
I’ve managed to convince those fishes to frame themselves around the human exhibits.
I am a very talented photographer.
Finally, a decisive moment.
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