More from Pulau Ketam prt3. I liked it a lot out there. And after working on these shots; and since my ‘buffer of astonishment’ is uploaded into my working memory, I know why: This village feels grown. Not designed in some kind of masterplan. The houses are ‘individuals’; like the people who live in them. If I want to change something on the outside of my house, I need permission and it should be done according the rules. If I want something different, I won’t get a building license. In this village you just get yourself some wood; metal and paint and do it. If you want new colours on your house, just do it. And if things are getting too old, they just die. I think this village resonated with my desire for freedom and simple. organic life. But if you desire something, you don’t have it… Maybe I should delete certain parts of my working memory… 😉
More from Pulau Ketam prt2. 🙂
More from Pulau Ketam.
According to Wikipedia ‘Pulau Ketam’ means ‘Crab Island’. Founded around 1880. The main thoroughfares are narrow concreted pavements; the rest is made of wood. It was great. The houses were very colourful; ‘floating’ above water or mud; depending on the tide. And it was an uncontrolled ‘mess’; just as I like it..
Next to Björn my very lovely new Japanese friend Yuko. She joined us on a boattrip to the fishers village Pulau Ketam, on a island just outside Kuala Lumpur. Before our little ferry departed we had some time for a short walk.
After a few minutes in the ‘departure hall’, the boat was ready to depart. The sun was shining bright already; a sign for a really hot day.
More from the nightlife in Bukit Bintang. We finally ended up in ‘Tom, Dick & Harry’s’ beerbar with live music. The tasty beers were very expensive, so we worked ourselfs through some Carlsbergs, while the excellent musicians played songs on demand. You could write the song-demand on a little paper. After a night on the streets, I asked for ‘Street fighting Man’ by The Stones; but they didn’t play it. Probably too old…
Strange thing in the tropics is that there is hardly an evening or a morning; just day and night. So, more from the nightlife in the streets of Bukit Bintang.
After a very good black IPA, I met one of Björn’s good friends, Scott. A really nice guy; a street-photographer, mainly shooting when it’s dark. He had bought himself the very small SONY RX100IV because he wanted to be able to shoot without people noticing him. We talked about photography over a good, but very spicy meal. And then we started to walk around Bukit Bintang; a very much alive neighborhood.
And here they are: The Petronas Twin Towers. The icon of Kuala Lumpur. It’s hard to find a tourist-T-shirt without them. Petroliam Nasional Berhad, is the Malaysian oil and gas company; owned by the government. Their headquarter is inside the towers. I liked the towers; they develop in a controlled, delicate way; with a nice rhythm and not ‘overdone’. At night they shine silver-white like a crystal..
For someone like me, who likes to crawl around in deserted barranco’s; lunar-like lavafields; and mudholes, these huge shopping-malls were quite over the top; but fascinating for a while.
And finally we got there!
The contrasts were extreme sometimes; and not only between the very hard light and the deep, dark shadows..