I have always been wanting to write about Macau, but I had started few times, deleted few times, and nothing I have produced so far. Thank to this week’s photo challenge, I can finally show you a glimpse of Macau that I love.
You would have seen this before – the Ruins of St Paul’s, it’s on every tourism poster of Macau, it is synonymous with Macau.
In the heart of the old city of Macau stands the great carved stone facade of St. Paul’s, which, with the grand staircase, are all that remain of the first church and colleague of the Jesuits in China. Designed by an Italian Jesuits, with the assistance of Japanese Christian stonemasons, who had fled persecution in Japan, the church was built in the early 17th century. In 1835 a fire destroyed all but the facade, which illustrates the history of Christinanity in Asia and incorporates Bilicial quotations in Chinese and Japanese chrysanthemums as well bronze statues of the missionary saints.
Each day thousands of tourists from all over the world visit this “miracle” survived not only the disastrous fire but the lapse of time as well. I am not quite when this romantic statue was installed in front of the St Paul’s, but I thought it does add a bit of love and romance to this monument of the City’s rich heritage and bright future.
p.s.: Lotus is the flower of Macau
photo challenge: monument
I’m camera shy. Nothing makes me more uncomfortable than posing in front of a camera. This is probably the best I could do for a selfie – the shadow casted on a sand dune, a tiny being in this vast world, leaving a forgettable trace while passing through… I took this photo when I visited Dunhuang in northwest China 3 weeks ago, traveling solo as usual.
This is a rather late entry, however I’m glad I still have the opportunity to share with you what have caught my eye, and mind.
Recently I visited Singapore Biennale – If the World Changed. Among many inspiring exhibits, I found this one suits the theme of the week the best.
The title of the exhibit is ‘Waiting Room’. I am going to quote the visit guide: “Waiting Room echoes the many episodes of ‘waiting’ faced by transgender persons, such as waiting for a family’s acceptance, for the legalization of official personal documents, and for confirmation of and acceptance into regular employment. The installation is constructed to mimic a typical clinic, presenting an all-too-familiar journey in the lives if transgender persons as they undergo various phases of constructive surgery, before what is considered the defining procedure: gender reassignment surgery. The chairs, pamphlets and posters are imprinted with drawings and messages, appealing for public openness and understanding while sharing the complexities of the situations faced by the community.”
Thank you Shieko Reto.
On a whim I went to Jordan early last year, until today I wish I stayed longer. With no doubt Petra was absolute the highlight of the trip, for 3 days I was in the ancient city from dawn to dusk, wandered among temples and shrines, and lost in history and heritage. I can’t remember where exactly I found this little figuring of roman solider, standing between rocks, quietly. I was not sure how long he had been there, and I am not sure if he is still there. If you are visiting Petra in the near future, maybe you will meet him too at a turn of stairs.
Have a good week ahead.
This photo was taken in Sichuan, China. The building complex captured is called ‘shi dian’ – ten palaces. Five units on each side narrowing down to the centre. It’s built in Ming Dynasty of ancient China, the symmetric architecture gives depth of the space and leaves impression of infinity.
My colleague did me a huge favor, I asked what I could do to return the
favor, she replied – ‘hairy crabs’.
It’s the hairy crab season, late autumn in lunar calendar, foodies would travel from afar to Yangcheng Lake for the famous hairy crab. Despite its scary look the crab meat underneath that hard shell more than tender and delicious.
I took this photo after an hour of boxing training session, as a matter of fact, it was my first boxing session. I used to think boxing was all violence, after that session I started to see the sport with new respect. Anyway right there I was exhausted yet excited, gym attendant kindly brought me freshly brewed ginger tea, steaming with soothing fragrance, paired with the arrangement of floating rose petals. Fresh was how I felt there and then.
I took this picture last July in Cape Town, we stayed at a friend’s place, sun was setting when we arrived, waves crashed on cliff, seals waggled their way on rocks, and clouds were gathering, everything was in a pink hue… Now it has been a year, I can still see that spectacular view in my head, as if it’s yesterday….
Thanks to this week’s photo challenge, I get to share the moment with you dear readers.
In my early childhood years, on my birthday, mother would take me to a photo studio to have a photograph as a way of celebration, so there I was, in this picture, standing awkwardly in front a backdrop depicting a country road, smiling sweetly to the camera. The backdrop might have been a colored one, however mother must have been watching her budget, for colored photograph would cost a lot more than black/white ones…
Going to a photo studio to have picture taken was a significant event in my younger years. Camera was not a household commodity in China until late 1980’s. Mother always dressed me up as much as she could for the occasion, I’d be excited about it way ahead of it, then i’d be anxious for a few days till mother fetched the prints from the studio. I haven’t developed to be camera shy yet, at least not as bad as i am now.
I often wondered how much life has changed over the years, most photo studios are out of business by now, even kodak had to do something about their film business. Camera is no longer a luxury for Chinese families. On the contrary, we have developed this unstoppable tendency of taking photos, food, place, friends, or self portraits, you name it… some travelled afar to search for breathtaking scenic shots while some wandered around the city for a suitable background…
No more scenic backdrop required for photos, but I do miss those days for its simple yet ceremoniously ways. Moreover, I miss the little girl who smiled so sweetly to the camera, alas, that smile has long gone!
I was born and bred in Shanghai, the capital of commerce and finance of China, a city that has changed tremendously over the years.
Despite its humble beginning, Shanghai had always been and is still the window of China to the world. Huangpu River runs through the city and splits it to two distinctive parts, the rice paddies on the east side have given ways to the skyscrapers featured in the latest 007 movie Skyfall, while the west side of the river continues to charm tourists with its European styles architectures and colorful stories from the early 1900.
Ferry was the only means of river crossing until 1970, now there are 12 under river tunnels, 5 bridges, and 1 metro line connecting the two sides of Huangpu River.
I took this picture from a hotel restaurant located on 56th floor on an overcast summer day. Outside the window the river runs towards East Sea and cargo vessels travelled with various goods – an every day scene has carried on for centuries. A bridge is standing around the river bend. ‘The Oriental Pearl’, the highest TV tower in the Far East and the world’s third, appeared through its reflection on the tinted glass, together with another skyscraper under construction.
All these in one frame, the past, the present, and the future of my beloved Shanghai, my window to and of the world. You can’t beat that.