We went back to KL by bus, after our jungle trip. The next morning these two nice Japanese ladies joined us for a ‘market-place-day’. But first food and a temple. There are very quiet, religious temples, where you hardly dare to move and feel like an intruder; and there are temples where things are just a daily routine. This one was of the 2nd category.
After the unique shooting-opportunities in the rice-mills, we needed a good meal. My friends were excellent in finding that. Afterwards we ended up in the Crossover-bar, where we drank an Eifeltower… A very nice evening… Next morning, when I woke up, things looked a bit hazy but that improved a lot, when I opened the lace..
Here some shots from the 2nd rice-mill. A bit smaller; but some of the machines already looked familiar..
On our way to the next rice-factory, our driver stopped at where it all comes from, rice-fields. I liked the very intense colours.
More from the rice-factory.
Next day was the start of a trip to the North. In the first shot, my three companions. Björn of course; his friend Francis in the black T-shirt; and in the green shirt Sam; a friend of Francis; but soon we were just four friends :). The first shot is just before we started our trip; and just after a good breakfast. Food became one of our main subjects; something a Dutch Potato Eater like me had to get used to in the beginning. I had less trouble with our second main subject; also shown in the first shot: no beer.. The third main subject was photography; so let me introduce the one and only: LeicaMan.
Our first stop was at this restaurant, where we had lunch with Mr. Yew Poh Chong, the Executive Director of YHL Trading (Kedah); a large rice-company. He was somehow related to Francis and he offered us an opportunity to photograph inside two of his rice-factories. Great!
In the fishers village Pulau Ketam was a small temple. Don’t know it’s name; but inside it looked like this:
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.