Surreal Photography part 2

At Zhong San I met a couple of cool people i will be going to China with. Its a small group of like 6 but we are gonna be like VIPs. Greeted by the government etc. So much said, i still cannot pass my chinese. Hovering around 40ish. Still can speak tho everyone says its like Ang Moh learn Chinese kind of thing. ANYWAY on the 14th, in china, there will be this performance thing going on and ive got to get my acoustic guitar fixed. Its quite banged up now. Have to play "country road" =P then everyone will like sing or whatever. Its gonna feel really lame cos we are youth singing oldies and "chan mali chan". Then again thats what you get when you have a week to prepare for it and half the grp will be in hong kong from thursday onwards.


Every photograph we take stops time for that moment. To some it will be just smiles and poses. Beyond those teeth and happy eyes, is a moment frozen in paper. What we thought in that moment. What went through our mind, why were we smiling like that? Who is that girl in the brown shirt? Am I really hugging her? In that moment of flash and action, a whole story can be found. This is what makes it so unbelievable. In one moment, we are the subject. In another, we are looking at ourselves, recounting the minutes counting down to that flicker and flash. I suppose that's the magic of photography. Everything is captured. Thoughts, words, love, hope, emotion, time. Sometimes we will look back not at a piece of paper but at a window to the past. This happened at that exact time. No changing it. All our faces glued in still motion.


Try looking at a photograph. Try exploring it. Look out of the window of that piece of printed paper and find the story that resides outside.

Markyc