The sky lit up, and we saw the wondrous expanse. The photos do not even capture the magnificence we saw that night. I’m glad I went even though it was last minute. I was reminded of how great God is and how small we are. And how he spoke, and the stars of the night appeared, as with everything else around us.
"When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars which you have set in place; what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him?" Psalm 8:3-4
The message is very close at hand; it is on your lips and in your heart.
Dug out from the old archives, this was one of the winters in Beijing. I don’t remember where or when I took this photo exactly, but the snowflakes intrigued me. It was probably one of the first few encounters I have of snow and not being to experience snow during winter in Perth sure brings back the nostalgia.
Again, taken with a simple point and shoot and I’ve never edited it. I kind of wish there was more bokeh in the background, but I didn’t even know what bokeh was back then.
More to come.
Since I haven’t been taking photos or posting anything lately, due to work, church, more work and just lack of passion in general, I think I owe it to myself to really find what drives me. So I decided to start from the beginning. How it all got started.
This photo was taken in the summer of 2006, with a simple point and shoot camera while on a family trip to Xinjiang, China. We were touring around the countryside, and at this particular lake, I broke away from the tour group, went off the path to snap this photo. And this photo is one of the main reason I took up photography later on.
I just felt the need to post this photo up. I’m glad I still have it, and it remains unedited. And I’ll try to post a bit more from now on.
IA Final Year Dissertation
Swan Valley, Western Australia
You feel a little bit lost right now about what to do with your life, a bit rudderless and oarless and aimless but that’s okay that’s alright because we’re all meant to be like that at twenty-four.
David Nicholls, One Day