I’ve been taking photographs for almost two years now. It took me to a never ending journey in my quest to get good images that represent my thoughts, opinion and feelings. It has become a medium for me to connect with my surroundings; human, animals, environment, emotions and many more. It was a good move to take up photography when I was not sure where my life heading to. I could be somebody else if I took up another thing as a hobby, but the satisfaction I get with photography proved me that it was never a wrong decision to turn myself into something that once some people thought has no future, no benefit – juts plain useless and waste of time.
I carried thousands memories with me since the first time I ventured into photography. Images, stories, emotions, hope – it’s all in my ‘life journal’. To capture a scene, tragedy or event, even a standalone figure staring blankly through my lens showed me varieties of perspectives in this life.
This venture somehow bought me and my works to people all across the globe. A church member from Philippines felt connected with my Remembrance Day picture. A Swedish lady made me study more about Labuan’s traditional dance when she said she like my picture of a little girl performing that dance and she want to know more about it. A couple from Spain emailed and asked me about offshore status when they saw the Financial Park building bathed in sunset. There are many more. These people were part of my learning process and made me believe, photograph is not just a photograph. It comes with a story, and that’s why I always try to put myself into the environment or subject to get inspiration and ideas to come up with a great picture.
It’s never an easy job. I quote my friend saying like this, “If a person bought a pack of cigarette (hey, do you know we have electronic cigarette now?) and smoke, it makes him a smoker. If a person bought a camera and use it, would it make him/her a photographer?”
I carried thousands memories with me since the first time I ventured into photography. Images, stories, emotions, hope – it’s all in my ‘life journal’. To capture a scene, tragedy or event, even a standalone figure staring blankly through my lens showed me varieties of perspectives in this life.
This venture somehow bought me and my works to people all across the globe. A church member from Philippines felt connected with my Remembrance Day picture. A Swedish lady made me study more about Labuan’s traditional dance when she said she like my picture of a little girl performing that dance and she want to know more about it. A couple from Spain emailed and asked me about offshore status when they saw the Financial Park building bathed in sunset. There are many more. These people were part of my learning process and made me believe, photograph is not just a photograph. It comes with a story, and that’s why I always try to put myself into the environment or subject to get inspiration and ideas to come up with a great picture.
It’s never an easy job. I quote my friend saying like this, “If a person bought a pack of cigarette (hey, do you know we have electronic cigarette now?) and smoke, it makes him a smoker. If a person bought a camera and use it, would it make him/her a photographer?”
If you ask me, it’s all about how we look and express ourselves to the world, in a picture.
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