February 26, 2014

BY TWOS

I love those times when a scene or frame particularly catches my eye and know that I could freeze that moment by making it into a photograph. As I hold the camera to my face and try my best to guess set  the appropriate setting, I frame my composition. I'm a little taller for the girl's average height, so I have learned to bend down my knees a little to direct the shot on an eye-level. Then here comes my favorite part: focusing. I slowly rotate the focus ring, and like a dream turned reality,  the viewfinder smoothly shifts from total blur to a clear and sharp subject on focus. I inhale, and then exhale with my finger on the shutter button. Freeze.

Shooting with film definitely slowed me down, and I say this as a great thing. Being enclosed inside the viewfinder, attachment to the subject is inevitable.

What's more lovely, is to see the result and learn that it looks exactly like how you imagined it to be when you took the shot a couple of weeks back. It doesn't always happen though as film tends to give you a couple of surprises here and there, but when it does, you genuinely cherish the moment. Like these bicycles resting under the trees in Siem Reap.



February 23, 2014

WALKING AROUND ANGKOR WAT


As if there is no end, here are still some captures around Angkor Wat, this time taken by my super handy Superheadz UWS :)









February 21, 2014

TOUCH OF GOLD


That golden hour in the morning made every corner in Angkor Wat shimmer with radiance. I could close my eyes any time, think of this wonderful morning, and be instantly taken to that moment as I walk through the first steps of the complex. The grass rustled quietly with every step. I hear distant voices. The cold morning breeze softly enveloped me as I pull my pashmina closer to my skin and marvel at the enchanting sight ahead.

Taking a pause with the black and white film for some touch of gold.





February 16, 2014

WAITING TO RISE


Time seems to be longer, in deed, when you are waiting. It's quite interesting to wait with a hundred more people standing in front of the moat that surrounds Angkor Wat only to see a single great ball of fire to rise. The moment knew no race. Everyone held up their breaths as the sun started to peek, teasing us with its hiding. After a little play of colors in the sky, the sun finally greeted us with just the right amount of warmth to complement with the cold breeze of the morning. And then, it was time to do the rounds. I breathed in, hoping never to breath out the air that filled my lungs paired with tranquility and joy. I secretly hoped it would never end.