|one day in my life|
a village of yesterday - pokfulam village ... (ii)
So summoning an unexpected courage, I entered the village. Only after a short while I bumped into a "face"... I was stunned!!
PS. There was a time (before I started taking pictures) when I used to drive by this village every Saturday afternoon on the way taking my kids to their tutor who lived in a housing estate immediately next to it. Couldn't remember how many times this question had come to my mind: 'How on earth can this village of yesterday - occupying such a beautiful site - still exist today without being redeveloped into another modern highrise residential estate?' And it still exists... I have yet to see another village like this! I didn't know too much of its history nor did I have the courage to get inside until one sunny afternoon...
Pokfulam Village, Pokfulam, Hong Kong
'Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again.' Henri Cartier Bresson
I do not regard myself as a photographer. I'm an ordinary man but extraordinarily obsessed with capturing all the memorable scenes that I encounter in my everyday life. It's like an excited traveller craving to record his memorable journey in a memorable way, but in my case, it's the journey of my life ... If I can record my encounters in such a way that they leave an image on the mind of myself and other viewers, it's a tremendous joy and some accomplishment...