As part of my semi-obsessive research for my next photography trip to Ha Giang Province in the far north of […]
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Of yaks and trigonometry
Early every morning when I was staying with the Brokpa people in the Himalayan country of Bhutan, I would bump […]
For the times they are a-changin’
“They were in a fun mood and we enjoyed some banter while we bought them some drinks and Theng practised his flirting skills again, while I did them some instant polaroid photos for them to keep. One of them didn’t like her image though, and handed it back to me insisting that I do a better one.”
Returning to the Lisu village in N.W Thailand where I had stayed last year, I had a surprise in store for Asur and Asa
Keeping it real with the Lo Lo
as we waved goodbye to her, and her grandchildren dressed in Western clothes, I came away hoping that in some small way, the photos I’d taken that day had helped more in the preservation of their precious culture than in contributing to its demise.
On the trail of the little black dot.
Pinned to the wall of a home stay I’d been at last year in N.W.Thailand, was a torn handwritten map on a scrap of paper marking out where some of the local settlements were. It was a bit like Christopher Robin’s map of Hundred Acre Wood, and on it were little black dots on wiggly lines indicating where the various ethnic minority people lived.
Mooching around with just my camera for company is one of my favourite distractions, and wandering about looking for the […]
Remembering we’re not ornithologists.
We have to stay sensitive to our impact both on our subject and the ground we lay for future passing tourists/photographers, and try to keep the interaction a positive one for both. Ultimately I think it will make for a better travel experience and better photos too, and done unthoughtfully we risk ‘killing the goose that lays the golden egg.
By the time I reached the Black Lahu village in a mountainous area of N.W Thailand I was a bit ‘languaged out’. This was unfortunate timing, as soon after arriving in the village I noticed the lady living in the house opposite my homestay, who had a sparkly twinkle in her eyes and a face full of character. I knew straight away I wanted to meet her.
Shifting Sands in Coc Ly
‘Visiting a local Hmong market in rural N.Vietnam, I discovered that the changes it had gone through recently in some ways symbolised the struggle faced by many of the ethnic minority people in Asia today.’