I sauntered through the sunlit suburban streets in my neighbourhood. I passed by colourful sheds, dull rooftops, freshly-cut grass the greenest they have been.
I captured these in a Chinese restaurant with the conviction that I would transform these images into something resembling a renaissance oil on canvas.
Unwinding my thoughts during the magic hour.
Distracting myself from the anticipation of impending law school gloom by way of doing a scenic walk and testing out my new camera.
While a part of me prefers the vast landscapes, beaches and golden sunlight in Australia, something about Hong Kong feels like home. It’s slightly uncomfortable but it feels familiar.