My 74 years old dad said the funniest thing. He told me that these days when he went fishing, along the harbor of Hong Kong, young photographers often take him as their photo subject. And in his tone of reminisce he said, “When I was a young photographer I was doing the same. Now that I am an old man, it’s my turn [to be photographed by the strangers]”. We all laughed. But on what? We don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t want my dad to be old. I want everything to stay the same.
Reality is, we all get older as time goes by. Decades ago I was my dad’s photography subject. Who doesn’t like to see little babies, little kids, so full of innocence, so full of joy on pictures, on prints? Decades later my parents have become my photography subject. Kids and old folks – the two most common picks for the photographers on human portraits. It is the innocence and the wisdom; it is the sign of creation and the mark of time; it is a blank story book filled with possibilities and a memoir that inspires.
Why the Singapore Botanic Gardens? It’s rare that both my parents are in town, thanks to my sister’s wedding. It is the green and the fresh air, the flowers and the butterflies. My family loves to visit parks. Back when I was in Hong Kong. A tradition that I still carry with me today. Some of the happiest moments of my life happen in the parks.
For the viewing of a personal photo collection dedicated to my parents, please click here.
P.S. An entry written with my Nokia N96 the sms style hours before my sister’s wedding dinner at a cafe at China Square Central while waiting for Cynthia’s make up session at Raffle City to be done, synchronised with Nokia free OVI service using the free Wireless@SG wi-fi network.