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Art Basel Hong Kong 2015
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Art Basel Hong Kong 2015
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SO! I finally got my disposables back from the printers today :D. This was probably the first time I'd used disposables in about 10 years, I believe the last time I was in possession of one was somewhere in the Australian outback...and I was photographing kangaroos...Anyhoo, I loved the outcome so much I bought 3 more cameras at the shop. At the minute two are still there getting developed (keep them eyes pealed for posts on those)but I have yet to open the packaging on the third. I think I'm waiting for some outstanding event to occur to warrant the fancy schmancy-ness of disposables, like Halloween (yes, I will be trick or treating...yes I'm a legal adult)or Christmas, but either way, I'm chuffed to have found an alternative to DSLRs (which confuse my non-tech savvy mind) and polaroids.
So if you didn't infer from the title, these are me photos from Nepal back in....2013 I think?
Anyway at the time Nepal was the edgiest place I'd ever been in my life, although I have to say the infrastructure was awe-inspiring. Kathmandu Valley was a heaving mass of concrete, and on ground level, Kathmandu at night was a mish-mash of people, cars, bikes, carts and donkeys. It was definitely a high intensity and rather stressful endeavour to get from A to B at night, however for those who like heaving, bustling and extremely lively cities, this is really the place for you. I suppose if I was a little older I would have appreciated this cultural energy a bit more, however at 16 I was too paranoid about getting robbed and too focused on not tripping over a wayward donkey hoof.
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Yays for shiny faces and adolescent skin problems  |
Photos taken with: disposable camera
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Llama Lamma: A Photo Diary
1. Temple Talks
Well ain't this a trip down memory lane. Here's a small compilation of photos I took on a 2k14 Christmas Trip to Lamma Island. We began the day by taking a rather traumatic boat trip (I lost my hat to the winds)to said Island. Thankfully the sun was nigh 'cause Lamma in the rain, lemme tell you is not the prettiest picture..
Upon alighting le boat, we went straight onto the walk from the west side to the east side, Christmas style (Christmas hats aplenty, maybe even a tinsel scarf or two). I do love Lamma Island. It's a bit like a rural village surrounded by beaches, foresty woods and rolling hills. Rather nice if I do say so myself.
We began our walk at a temple on the west side. Chinese temples are so lovely. I go to them quite often and although the smell and general not-being-able-to-breathe-because-smoke feeling, there's a real sense of community and dare I say love? Relatives talk to their ancestor's graves (well, at least mine do)and when that's over, talk to each other, talk about food, flowers, cleanliness of ones houses etc. It's almost as if they believe their ancestors are around listening to the conversation and enjoying the atmosphere..which they jolly well are. I won't dispute that belief.
2. Post Temple Walks (lil rhyme for ya there, eyyy :D)
After visiting the temple, we began the real hardcore stuff. I do really like the beginning because you pass cute little market stalls. I've procured many a wristband from these stalls and shops. And lo and behold I always come here to buy never pop bubbles. Does anyone remember/heard of never pop bubbles? Them plastic bubble things which taste funny when deflated but you chewed anyway because it popped in yo mouth? Anywayyy, yeap. I loved those. Bought them pretty much every weekend.
After about an hour we started getting down to the nitty gritty stuff..yep, I mean uphill. It also started getting a bit more nature-y, by which I mean there were no shops.
After passing the beach and after one arduous uphill, we met a lady selling frozen pineapples. Believe it or not Hong Kong winters require frozen pineapples. Gets a bit steamy if the sun is high. Anyhoo, I digress. We ate pineapples, descended and carried on with out journey.
We eventually came out the other end to find this lovely piece of art on someones wall. TBH I thought it was pretty f*cking neat but I can see why the rest of my family has second thoughts (but shoutout to whoever who did it...its pretty damn badass). We commenced to eat, drink and make merry, chowing down on some pretty fresh squid and fish. YUM YUM, rounding off yet another great Christmas. Well, onto the next one!
Photos taken with: Canon 500D
2k15 Summer Photo Diary- Sardinia
I wont write much here seeing as it's a "photo diary" but I just wanted to say..... BEST HOLIDAY EVER
Our cute little Fiat 500
I'd been running through some old photos on my computer during a routine iPhotos checkup and came across some cute little pictures of our holiday in Portugal and Turkey way back when in 2013. Unfortunately the variety is sparse as back then I hadn't yet discovered my penchant for photography, limiting myself mostly to phone/disposable cameras in terms of documenting and memory-making. However I still wanted to share these with you..or me, depending on whether anyone actually reads this or not and maybe inspire you...or me to go (back) to Portugal or Turkey, I remember them being real swell places and can't recommend them enough to families, travelers or lonely wanderers alike :D.
Portugal
Unfortunately due to the untimeliness of these posts my memories of Lisbon are wavery at best. I do remember weather that just lifts the spirits (as lifted a 14 year old girl's spirits can be), bright all day long with a sun that sets in the most gloriously colourful, orange tinted and awe-striking way. Each day we were there would be spent at the beach which was a stretch of warming white that went as far as the eye could see. Lunch would be at a family-run beach hut where you could enjoy a freshly caught and lightly grilled Sea Bream, or in my case,two hamburgers with Portuguese beef. Late afternoon would be spent in central Lisbon where you'd be surrounded by historical buildings with intricate stonework under which old Portuguese women would sit and weave..or chat..or yell at strangers...Lisbon is a very passionate place. One day we went to Sintra (which is in Lisbon) and we visited the old Moorish Castle. It was definitely a bit of a trek to get up to the old Castle..albeit a nice one. It was generally paved, by paved I mean covered in smushed bits of leaves which have over time crusted over into a crude path, but it was beautiful. Hanging branches were draped over the tops of the "path" and provided a greeny-hued canopy whilst sporadically dotted on the sides of the path stood remnants of a carved stone wall and drawbridge back when the castle was in use. When we eventually walked to the top of the hill we were at the entrance to the castle. We were given a complimentary bottle of water (thank the heavens) and directed to the steps leading to the high battlements. For those who are slightly put off by heights, I'm not too sure I can recommend this part, but for the photography enthusiasts out there the views from the battlements are breathtaking, spanning over most of Lisbon. This was how we concluded our journey and if I say so myself, it couldn't have been done a better way :).
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| Sintra- Moorish Castle |
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| View of Sintra/Lisbon |
Other hot spots to visit in Portugal are listed as follows:
1. Quinta da Regaleira
2. Belem Tower
3. Jerominos Monastery
Turkey
Following our trip to Lisbon we hoofed it over to Turkey for a little sightseeing in Istanbul. This was equally magical and the weather was equally spirit-lifting. W didn't have as much time here as we did in Lisbon, however we made the most of it by taking a boat over to a fishing island on day 1, eating at a seaside restaurant where we were hackled by seagulls for our food. To look around this island we took the traditional mode of transport, horse and cart. I can't say my motion-sick prone mother loved this all too much but I was ecstatic. Horses do freak me out a bit, they can be bloody intimidating sometimes, but having taken time to get used to the rockiness it turned out to be the coolest way to get around. Day 2 was spent at the famous Blue Mosque. It was definitely an interesting experience and I wished I'd photographed the ceiling as that in itself could have been an attraction it was so beautiful, however seemingly was over before it had begun. On day 3 we reluctantly packed our bags and went to the airport, destination : Londinion.
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| Blue Mosque in Instanbul |
