For months now, Iphigene, Fats, and myself have been thinking of ways to spice up and enliven our site. I am truly fortunate to be working with such hardworking, committed ladies who constantly indulge me and my creative bursts of ideas. Inspired by TBM’s Travel Photos, we decided to give this Photo Journal feature a go.
I also think that it is kind of unique that the three of us are coming from three different countries: Fats is presently staying in San Diego, USA; Iphigene is based in Manila; while I have been living here in Singapore for over three years now. It would be great to also share a few photos from our respective cities/countries.
I have likewise been fortunate to be given a chance to travel a little bit (not as often as I would wish, though) – primarily because of my attendance in conferences in different countries/cities. My husband also happens to have a great eye when it comes to taking photos (while I do the post-processing edits). This would be a lovely way to share a few photos from those travels. Great prompts as well in writing poetry, short stories, picture books, or what not. What can I say, our aesthetic sensibilities simply gravitate towards the beautiful, the strange, the odd, and the plain awesome.
To kick off this feature, I will be sharing a few photos from Pulau Ubin, also known as Old Singapore, or the last kampung village in Singapore. Most photos and travelogues showcase Singapore’s high-rise buildings, the casinos, Sentosa Island – essentially the citified structure of the country, I thought that it would be nice to share the other side of Singapore. As a teaser, here are a few photos I would like to share with you. I would be sharing more as the weeks progress. 🙂 In addition to the photos, I am also sharing a few quotes/poem fragments that I feel would enhance the photo beautifully. 🙂 If the photo inspired you to think of a particular quote, lines from a book, a song verse, please share this with us in the Comments section.
“The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”~ Maya Angelou
“Our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest, which co-mingle their roots in the darkness underground.” – William James
After your first day of cycling, one dream is inevitable. A memory of motion lingers in the muscles of your legs, and round and round they seem to go. You ride through Dreamland on wonderful dream bicycles that change and grow. ~ H.G. Wells The Wheels of Chance