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Showing posts from April 17, 2011


(Camera: Ricoh GX200)

It is always amusing to look at the display of tacit co-operation when the seaman moor the ferry .

Tribute to the Two Photojournalists Killed

The world has lost two brave photojournalists who brought us great images of places of sufferings. Liverpool-born Tim Hetherington, 40, and American Chris Hondros, 41, died on Wednesday while covering the conflict in the besieged city of Misrata.May they rest in peace, and our hearts go out to their broken-hearted families.The photo sites of Tim and Chris can be accessed by clicking the screenshots below:

Handmade, Man-made

(Camera: Ricoh GX200)The man-made sorrowful truth is that the three handmade handbags are probably worth more than a year's wages of the street cleansing worker.


(Camera: Ricoh GX200)It was not part of the ad mounted on the oversized billboard. A naughty person just tried to display some creativity.

Boat of Romance

(Camera: Ricoh GX200)

There is a special quality to those who take the ferry for a slow journey than the underground train for an expedited trip: they are the romantic lot. One of the evidence is in the need to blur the moving passengers with a much slower shutter speed than that for blurring the average passers-by on the street.

The First Feeling

(Camera: Ricoh GX200)

If you were the photographer, what did you probably see when taking this shot? For the author, philosophically speaking, it was the existence of the photographer himself. Without the feeling for his own existence, the talk of seeing through a lens would be fruitless. This is because even though we can learn the framing, compositions or techniques from the masters, it is when a scene is interpreted in originality can those elements be deployed in a way befitting the subjective feelings given to the final images. The original interpretation comes from the heart and mind of the photographer who must first feel his or her existence before a scene can be felt and rightly reproduced.
This place is special to the author with some faint but fond memories of the surroundings from the childhood and teenage years. The long ramp and the blurred passer-by coming over connect the ground level (past) and the photographer's standing position (present), hopefully bestowing the…