While I was observing and looking for my next photographs, I noticed one lady wearing black and elegant clothes and glasses. She had finished her noodles and she was quietly observing the people around. I loved that feeling, forgetting about the surroundings, she could be in Deauville looking at the ocean.
It was a Sunday morning when I met Mr. Chen. The day started in a freezing breeze at 6:00, I had first an appointment with another fellow photographer through some infamous connections. The light was as soft as a winter sunrise. We walked around, found some very interesting spot and did few encounters. Weekend mornings are always an interesting time to be awaken and out of the bed, people looks different ! It is certainly with getting up.
It was in the bus station of Udon Thani, north-east Thailand, on the way to the village of my friend Yao. The water festival (Songkran) was just starting. Watching kids playing with water, attacking the bus passengers was quite funny for me and the monk siting beside…
It was in Jinxi, at the end of the shooting session of the series Winter lights in Jinxi, I found a but nice tea house near the small lake surrounded by the old town. The sun was soft, warm and comfortable, I had a great time taking some notes and enjoying a locally made gui hua tea. It would have been a normal day without my encounter with Mr Wu…
It was my first day ever in Bhutan, it started by a pretty hard walk in the morning to climb up to Taksang monastery located near Paro internationnal airport. The walk is almost 800 meters high to reach this famous “Tiger’s nest” monastery at an altitude of 3000 m and something. On the way […]
Marcel is not that young but he is still smiling a lot under his mustache. He is still single and lives with his mother. Anywhere he goes he takes with him a small folder with picture of the miniature windmill and watermill he builds in his garden. As a living Marcel, with a […]
Helped by a bit of oriental inspiration, it’s not hard to imagine that in the early days of Shanghai, the city, the villages and towns around had plenty of teahouses, not the fancy one with exquisite furnitures, quiet and delicate service but the noisy ones. In the winter of Shanghai, 2010, few of these […]