The first ever photograph I took in my life: My father with his elbow leaned against a coconut tree in Pangkor Island. His smile was weak and helpless because I was holding his camera. I was four years old.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
I remember this girl in a shop telling me, that the best time to take a photo is right after the rain so that you get the reflection. How true in this case. I was most excited waiting for this photo to develop. Ginkakuji entrance, Kyoto.
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