Sungei Buloh
1400 - 1900 Thunderstorms, cloudy Common sandpipers Common greenshanks Common kingfisher at the pond by the Visitor Centre Crow-billed drongo just before the Main Bridge Four Oriental pied hornbills flying east across Sungei Buloh Besar, then hopping about the towering sea almond trees Blue-tailed bee-eaters by the sea almond trees before the Main Bridge, and near Route 1 Platform 1
Arcane flight
Scientifically, technically, it's nothing more than a suspected Eudocima phalonia, a fruit-piercing moth of the noctuid family. Superstitiously, well, I shun superstitiously, but it could be an ill omen, or it might bear the soul of a deceased relative or a close friend. That's what the Chinese, and the people of many other cultures,
Shooting my Stranger #1
I've been meaning to properly embark on my own 100 Strangers Project (see also 100 Strangers group on Flickr) since I've been engaging more with the people I've been shooting lately, but 'normal' street photography has been getting in the way. Or, if I were to be more honest, I'd say I simply lack
Little India – b&w part 2
The final part of the series. These are from Deepavali day itself, the arvo following the previous parts' night shoots.
Little India – b&w part 1
The black and white selection from last night's walkabout. No difficulties getting smiles there!
Little India during Deepavali
In the past, I could always rely on good and likeminded company while going on photographic prowls. When I was back in London a few weeks ago, I tried doing my walkabouts solo (more a force of circumstances than preference then), and I find that it's unlocked a level of confidence that's allowed me
Never stop shooting
Inevitably, my return to this side of the world means much time being spent indoors. My daily routine, if not simply and solely consisting of 'home', goes something like: home-car-mall/supermarket-car-home. So what do I do when I'm stuck in the car? Continue shooting, of course. Literally, streeting on-the-go.
Lime caterpillar
There are two cats in their final instars, and I can spot at least four more eggs. They just keep coming (our poor lime plant).
Purple sky in the morning
I daresay that from now on, I won't be shooting as often as I have been in the past few weeks. It's back to another world for me, for a while.