What took me so long to write the next post? Frankly no idea. I probably said that I have a few other projects, like running a half marathon in June and also keeping an eye on the counter of the bike so I beat my mileage of last year. Plus a couple of family, friends and (yes) work related things adding up.
Nonetheless I keep shooting, so here are the digital shots of the week end before Chinese new year. These are shots with the now familiar Leica M262 and the not so faithful Summilux 50mmv2.
The Summilux is back focusing a bit but I think I manage to compensate for it now.
Traditional CNY outing is in Chinatown, where you can find a lot of stall selling food.
And a lot of people hanging around, shopping or not.
Amazing enough this year is the year of the Pig again, meaning I arrived in Singapore 12 years ago and completed the cycle of the Chinese zodiac.
The 50mm is a bit tight sometimes as below; I must say I am a recent convert to the 35 focal length.
Below one of the many murals in town inspired by local life as it was a few decades back.
India is a feast for the street photographer, photo friendly people, a lot of color, everything is so different, so many things happening all the time. The tea merchant with his yellow scarf is one of the first pictures I took. Through the window of the car stuck in the traffic jam.
Soon we had to step out and walk to the golden temple as the traffic was so bad on Sunday. I stumbled on one of the many horse carts with the driver standing up gauging the traffic.
After the temple visit looking for our car, I came across this friendly rickshaw driver.
In the afternoon we went to Wagah border ceremony; here also the crowd after the ceremony on the way out offers many photo opportunities.
The crowd after the ceremony is eager to partake in ice cream, pop corns
It gets dark quickly, and there is nearly one km of little stalls stretched along the car parks.
There is not enough time to stop at every stall to take some shots of vendors and their patrons. In this early evening, the lights, the fumes and the colors of the stalls make a beautiful composition every meter.