Sunday, 6 March 2016


When I no longer how to express my feelings into words. This mood board depicts what has been on my mind and in my heart; sadness filled with hope.

Saturday, 6 February 2016

Bangkok Jam

Travelled to Bangkok early December in 2015 with my hall block mates. 4 days of travelling, 4 days of intensity-filled nights. Over the course of the December vacation, I trained almost everyday; Hall Volleyball, Hall Squash and NUS Volleyball. I never expected to see myself growing close and finally feel a (comfortable) sense of belonging. Friends that genuinely care, especially the bunch that I camped together with in the same room. 


PENTAX K1000


AGFA VISTA 400 PLUS


Just before boarding
Stopped by at an accessory store @ Platinuum Mall for a photo just because of all that bling


As of today, I am pretty freed from all my commitments, mostly trainings. It's a break till the next academic year. This month, my shirt for Eusoff Hall Dance Production and the relevant posters and catalogue for Eusoff Expedition's Flower Sale were put up. It feels amazing.

I picture a brighter image when I think of my future today, I see a glimpse of hope in pursuing my passion.

Thank you for everything you've done for me. You cleared most of the doubts I created for myself.

Sunday, 24 January 2016

Gold

GOLDEN MILE COMPLEX

CANON 500D

CANON EF 50mm F1.8 II


Initiated a long-awaited photoshoot with my film buddy, Fiona, who snapped the photos of me. Really satisfied with the shoot as we both scored pretty decent shots. 

Golden Mile complex, in contrast to its modern surrounding, is a perfect example of the Before & After of Singapore. Dominated by a Thai community, the complex is largely occupied by tenants selling authentic Thai food. If you visit this gem on a Sunday, you will witness many foreigners loosening up by having picnics on the upper levels of the shopping complex. 



          

Sunday, 11 October 2015

Uncensored




PENTAX K1000
KODAK GOLD 400


Film captures the ordinary moments in life and turns them into something so raw and nostalgic. 



It occurred to me how Volleyball was the complete highlight of my Junior College days. Some nights, I dream to play with the wonderful bunch of teammates again, to sweat and glide against the new yet dusty maple hardwood flooring of the multi-purpose hall, to experience the euphoria that strikes me each time I set off for a spike.




Today's generation: What is the first thing you do as soon as your food arrives? Grab the utens... phone? I have always found no sense in halting the entire dining table just to snap a few shots of the food simply for your own pleasure. But for film, nothing's impossible? 

How I feel about capturing food with film is that it does not make your meal look the best it should be, it does not make you salivate over it. Instead, these photos serve as a visual therapy. It focuses more on conveying the essence of the atmosphere rather than the food itself. 



I foresee a mid-semester crisis coming along.

Friday, 2 October 2015

Brunei Hostel




The blissful feeling I experience as I scroll through photos taken by other photographers and blast catchy ambience music in the background; I realise this was all I needed to feel contented among the extensive volume of social interaction I had in such a short period of time. Rocking my feet to the beat, picturing possible places to explore and infinite amount of shooting ideas, it does not get any better. The only thing that gets better than that would be to execute your plans.

And so, let me take you through my journey to the abandoned. Brunei Hostel exuded similar ambience and vibes to that of Istana Woodneuk, which I covered on a few articles back.

Brunei Hostel is an abandoned boarding school in Tanglin Hill, where it used to house the Bruneian and Malayan students, as well as the Bruneian government officials. Getting in may get a little tricky as there are numerous surveillance cameras surrounding the area.

BRUNEI HOSTEL

CANON 70D




If you struggle to answer this question, nothing is really stopping you most of the time. 


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