Scenes from an old estate, Singapore.
Scenes from an old estate, Singapore.
Something I’ve always been fascinated by. Back alleys. This hidden world, messy, rejected and screened off from the front facades, yet filled with the beauty of architectural symmetry, strong, bold lines, and inviting perspective.
Had the chance to observe a traditional dance class (yes here, in Aussieland!), and Sir, as my friend called her teacher, was kind enough to allow me to take photos of his humble studio and home.
My second time there, and I am still mesmerized by the space it offers.
Was also glad for the company, and the shared fun in taking the kind of pictures only people of the “same kind” would know how to appreciate…
After living here for about 4 months, it was nice to walk along the streets of Penrith as a tourist and view it from a different perspective.
This week, the mother has come to visit and I’ve had the pleasure of playing host and tour guide when we are out and about (Back on campus, she becomes the cooking and cleaning guru and I, the dutiful disciple). In anticipation of her visit, I cleared a large portion of essay-research and readings in the past week, leaving me free to become a tourist with her this week!
On Monday I brought her to Katoomba – my second time to Echo Point and The Three Sisters. Thinking it was going to be cold (remember my first experience!), we were decked out in thick clothing, only to meet the strongly shining sun and absence of winds…
Just one of the hilarious episodes we experienced here.
Overall, it’s been a good week. As much as I’ve enjoyed my solitude here, I’ve welcomed her company, and I am sad to see her return home.
But well, such is life!
Took Xue’er for a spin around the Arab Street area, still excited by the novelty of the Holga Lens – I think she liked it ;p