Sunday, October 24, 2010
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
The T-shirt reads: "Ignorance is cultivated, poverty is increased, unemployment is multiplied."
Worn by a street vendor "invading" the sidewalks, I think it's a voice against the invasion of the capitalist big players who leave no room but the streets to the small players like them.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Sorry folks, this part of the sidewalk is reserved! By me, of course (and those billboard poles, if you happen to notice). I'm a tire patcher. I work to help those motorists who have flat tire. But right now, I'm busy with my cell phone. So, please don't distrub me. And yeah, you may walk on the street so that you can get hit by the car. That's none of my business, though. ^_^
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
With a huge bag and a hook, he walks the streets and collects recycleable materials, mostly plastic cups and bottles, to be sold to a collector who then sell them to a plastic recycling company.
Recycling is a labor-intesive, private interprise in this city.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Combining the words infants and conversation is somewhat oxymoronic. Should you not know, the word infant is derived from the Latin word infans, which means "unable to speak or speechless". Thus, how can somebody who is unable to speak have a conversation with an interlocutor who is similarly speechless? Yet, babies do talk with one another. Their language may not be as verbal as that of the adults, but it is nonetheless communicative, perhaps even more communicative than that of the adults. See the picture?
Friday, August 6, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
"Hurry up, mother! I don't want us to miss the train."
The excitement of the train ride belongs to children. We, adults, often take it only as a matter of necessity.
Location: Bandung Railway Station.
Camera: Canon PowerShot A490.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
I'm terrified at supplying words for this photograph. Words can do a lot of things. They can change realities, define and limit them, perform things - great and small, wicked or benevolent. So, I'll humbly let you form your own words for this image.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
"Tukang baso tahu" (baso tahu vendor) walking the streets with his cart.
As I told you in the previous post, I lost two of my digital cameras some time ago. I have not been able to buy a new one. So this photo is not exactly new. I took it sometime in March this year. I found it when I was trying to rake through my files and see if there was anything still worth posting. I hope this one is and consistent enough with the theme of this project and blog.
Friday, May 7, 2010
Continuing this project at the pace I had imagined has not been as easy as I had thought. There were time and opportunity constraints as I had to devote more time and attention to my [primary] job and did not have much time to roam the streets and pick up stories from them. Then there was also an accident in which I accidentally deleted all the photo files that I had set aside for this project. And last week's was the most terrible of all: I had two of my cameras stolen at an Angkot (Bandung's minibus and primary means of public transportation).
Anyway, I'm not going to phase out this project because of these things. It may have to take longer than expected to complete it, but this project is continuing. "Phasing out" - the title of this post and photo - is not about this project. It's about the kind of business that the man in the photo is doing: rubber-stamp making, engraving, etc. Business is getting quiter for him and people like him. The bold and quick march of the digital technologies are phasing them out fast - as fast as the nap this man's taking in his cart on a very quiet afternoon.