I was able to get in a few hours of photos in Hong Kong (Kowloon) before heading to the airport to fly home. It was a gorgeous afternoon and I ran around like a crazy man getting shots in the narrow streets of Tsim Sha Tsui.
I’m back for my second tour of Yangjiang on this trip and the weather improved a lot. There are actually shadows in these photos!
Yet another weekend layover in Qingxi gave me some time at the central market for street photos. A very photogenic place if you can handle the smells.
I’m making two passes through Yangjiang on this trip. These are photos from pass number one.
This hasn’t been a great trip for street photos because of the weather and a busy schedule. I got out for a few hours in Yangjiang to take these shots.
I’ve compiled the “Greatest Hits of 2013” into a five minute video along with some pithy commentary.
Everytime I come to Yangjiang I take a very long walk through the city. The same path each time. Each time I see totally different sites and people. It’s never the same twice.
I’ll have to admit – I don’t remember taking these photos. I landed at HKG at 10PM. Got to my hotel in Kowloon at midnight. Slept for about 4 hours, then woke up and walked down to the harbor to take some early morning photos.
Photographers are notorious for being poor judges of their own work. Selecting good from bad can be torture. What constitutes a good image is different for different people.
Jet lag can be a wonderful thing if your plan is to get some VERY early pre-sunrise street photos. It was a steamy morning wandering around the edge of the harbor observing and photographing the world waking up (and sleeping).
Holy crap, there was a ton of smog on this trip. There was a dense cloud hanging over my stops in Shanghai, Guangzhou and Hong Kong. While I was in China the pollution in Beijing was off the charts.
I estimate there were probably 5,000 people at the annual Yangjiang Kite Festival and after walking around the place for three hours I concluded I was the only non-Chinese person there. This made me a bit of a freak that earned me a 10 minute photo session with half of the Chinese school girls attending.
Sometimes you have to go out and find great shots and sometimes the great shots find you. We were driving back to a factory after lunch and a few blocks from our destination we got jammed-up by a parade on the way to the village temple.
Street photography is like a scavenger hunt. Sometimes you’re rewarded with the gift of an amazing image. A small slice of the temporal continuum is captured by a few million pixels. Someone’s ordinary life frozen in time for others to see. They may not consider that particular moment precious, but when removed from the context of their everyday existence it can become special. Perhaps art?
I had to kill a day between meetings so a group of us went to a couple tourist spots near Ninghai. One of them was an “ancient stone village” that was about 700 years old. It was an actual living village and not a museum.
I went to Zhujiajiao today. It’s a water town on the outskirts of Shanghai that was established about 1,700 years ago. It’s a tourist village these days, full of restaurants & shops. It was nice to escape the big city…
Shanghai is huge. REALLY huge (23 million people). It’s ten times the size of Chicago. And this week is was hot. REALLY hot. There were lots of umbrellas on the streets to make-your-own-shade.
Sights from a couple market places in China (Qingxi + Yangjiang). I love to photograph these places. Lots of interesting sensory inputs: sights, sounds, smells, people, activities.
While I was waiting for a late afternoon meeting with a factory representative I decided to kill some time at a local park in ChangAn. I sat at various benches for about 3 hours taking photos and meeting people.
The faces of the Tibetan people are distinctive, beautiful, and often telegraph the hardships they’ve endured.
Chill-axing in Kowloon Park (Hong Kong) on a hot Sunday afternoon. Everyone was moving slowly – including the turtles.
An amazing place. Words can’t describe it – so I took photos.
If St. Mark’s Square is the “Living Room” of Venice, then Tienanmen Square is the living room of Beijing. Security is very tight, as evidenced by the hundreds of surveillance camera and dozens of police men & soldiers.
We sat at the table next to this guy at the “Big Restaurant” in our village. We offered him a beer and he joined us at our table. Then he drank almost all of our beer. Didn’t speak a lick of English, but a good guy.