the wish-list

This is in fact part of small bushes grown in front of a Victorian house on Grattan St, Melbourne. The dark background is the side-wall of the house in white, made invisible in the contrast with the bright foreground. I was walking pass; saw the morning-sun-lit courtyard and made a very quick capture impromptu. This picture was dedicated to my birthday in 2009. Today, my memory somehow swells with it again.

fragments of the golden past

When my Uncle Thet offered to drive us to Ayutthaya, I was filled with excitement. For, the capital of Ayutthaya Kingdom (1350-1767) or Siam is close to my heart, not least because I remain a close follower of Asian history. I was going to have a chance to explore this UNESCO site first hand!

I have a dream

Life has taken its turn. I have had a rough ride along. So much so that I was self-deprived of all sorts of writing (or visualization for that matter) for nearly a year. However, dust always settles in due course. For better, or for worse. After all, isn’t the beauty not in never falling, but in getting up after every fall?

silence

After nearly 13 years, the old wooden Buddha statue on the shelf in front of my writing-desk is one of the few remaining remainders that I once walked on that native land, Myanmar. A souvenir from my cousin, I have kept it with me throughout the years. What beckoned me, I know not; but it was to this statue I looked at when I thought of creating a simple close-up picture in my room.

the Cathedral

For me, photography is not science; not an end that can be reached by any formulated path. Sure, there is the use of technology & how it is set up in accordance with the laws of Physics which is technique. But the significantly larger portion of the creation owes to the artistic style--how the photographer envisions the scene & the subsequent pursuit of the appropriate time, the point of view & indeed the technique to enact this vision.

less is more

I have got a fascination with simplicity, and I remain a seeker of it among the complexity (in visual elements as well as inside me).  In this southern part of Australia, the countryside --adorn with bright green pastures on undulating hills, often dotted by grazing livestocks--permeates simplicity & peace.

prehistoric

This is one part of the cross-promontory walk taken in Wilson's Prom. The 19-km-return hiking starts from Mt Oberon carpark in the West to Sealers Cove on the East coast, involving moderate climbing. As we approached Sealers Cove from the West, the slopes suddenly gave way to a long level path, defined by neatly-laid wooden steps. It wound among tall trees, a couple of little ponds & this spot of intrigue before eventually hitting the coastline.