Retro Colony

These were taken a fairly long time ago, back when furniture store Retro Colony was still located at this dreamy, light-abundant space off Nemesu Ave. I usually hesitate to use black and white film because I really hate the idea of compromising colour, but I am so glad I popped one into my camera that day. The light streaming in really helped to accentuate the details of the photographed.

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A variety of plant and animal life

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There was a time when I took frequent walks because I really wanted to take pictures, and this was one of those times – a nature walk through MacRitchie Reservoir on a Monday afternoon.

I’m beginning to pick up my camera again this year, after going through a generally uninspired period in photography last year. Really looking to long, slow walks with my cameras (and blogging here) again.

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Exposed.

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This late morning, I was on a comfortably-packed train, wondering if I should drop by the poke bowl shop to pick up lunch before heading for the office. I had a small craving for it, but not enough to rule out a simple sandwich, or a bowl of noodles, completely.

Lost in thought over my first-world problem, my idle fingers found the folder of film-taken pictures on my phone. I should post something on the blog, I thought above my lunch thoughts.

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I flipped through pictures of my Italy holiday, my multiple Taiwan escapades, and weekend walks, pleased to see them again. Then my finger hit a folder of experimental double-exposed (and somewhat failed) photos. I had connected with a stranger on the other side of the world for this little project, and for my part, I wandered into the streets off East Coast Road to complete it.

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But as I looked at these photos, it wasn’t the stranger I thought of. Or the streets I could no longer name. Or the reason why I couldn’t take a proper double-exposed photo. My thoughts strayed onto the companion who’s absent, yet undeniably present in all the photos.

Strange how life could change the course of a friendship, how archives and archives of fond memories were not enough to keep it together. Not nearly enough.

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Then the overhead sound system announced my stop. I barely heard it, but my body has learnt the routine, and I stepped out to join the rest of the working crowd.