B&W

The theme for this week’s photography club competition at school was man-made in black and white. I just knew I had to edit this photo I took a few months ago. My dad is a hardware fanatic. When he’s not cutting people open (he’s a qualified surgeon don’t worry) , he’s busy cutting wood in his workspace at the side of our house.

This time last year we went out together to find a plywood board for my art project! After acquiring the board he indulged himself in window shopping around the warehouse. I foresaw this happening so I brought my camera along with me.

My dad was interested in power saws and drills and I found interest in the shapes around me.

This photo was edited with Lightroom.

overwhelmed

Here’s a rather underwhelming photo to contrast the emotions I’ve been feeling this past week.

When describing burn out, the word ‘tired ‘often pops up to mind. I tend to imagine a flickering lightbulb. Barely alive.

I hear the solution to feeling burnt out is to step back and take a rest. I wish I could but I’m hoping that I can channel all my nervous energy into productivity. Wish me luck!

small things

Of course the big moments are cherished. Birthdays, Christmas, graduation, marriage. But the big moments are destined to be big. It’s the small moments that we didn’t expect anything from that are a big deal when they turn out better than we could imagine.

It springs up as a surprise. A sunset at the beach turns into a memory that you smile at when you think about it 20 years later. A impulsive jog in the rain creates a sensation of thrill and delight that you’ll remember when you walk in the rain years later. A last minute lunch at a cafe with a friend provides a photograph that you’ll look back on and send to that friend no matter the length of radio silence between you two.

It’s the small things that matter the most because we didn’t expect anything out of them.

lanterns at Labuan

2 weeks before my country announced a movement control order due to the Covid-19 outbreak, my family and I took a trip to Labuan Island. It was a 2 hour drive from our home to the jetty in a small town and then another 2 hour ferry ride to Labuan Island. It was not my first trip to this island but it was a first for my grandfather. He had visited all the states in Malaysia except Labuan Federal Territory. He had always planned to visit with my grandmother but unfortunately she passed away before he had the chance to. To fulfill my grandfather’s adventure across the country, we took him there on the weekend before his birthday. We spent one night there. It was a lot of fun to visit the small shops in town, the botanical garden, the beach and the Labuan War Memorial for the soldiers of WW2.

This photo is of lanterns outside of a Chinese shop open at 10pm. My family and I were headed to the shop next door to buy some snacks. These lanterns caught my eye as I was looking away from the glances of the tipsy men at the shop.

on the streets of Taiwan

My family and I preferred walking around Taiwan and only took Uber when necessary. It was almost winter and the weather was lovely. We often found ourselves walking through back roads that were known only to those living around that area. Ever so often, we would stumble upon quaint shops that you can’t find in the main city area, such as a shop that was solely selling everything to do with postage stamps.

I took this photo because I was attracted to the simplicity of this flower shop. This shops on this street mainly sold souvenirs for tourist. This dark flower shop really stood out among all the brightly lit shops. It showed a small part of the town’s everyday life. The gorgeous flowers caught my attention from across the street.