Sunday, 21 March 2004
I started wandering around the Pasat.
Curious hawkers and aunties and uncles
kept asking me what I was doing.
“小姐，你在拍什么？ 巴杀有什么好拍？ ”
“Miss, what are you shooting ?
What’s so interesting about the Pasat? ”
“ Uncle, I’m photographing the market.
It’s Singaporean culture.
Tuesday, 28 March 2008
The market is closing for renovations.
It’s going to be closed for the next 6 months.
I shot the market once more just for old time’s sake.
Everything changes so quickly in Singapore.
Tuesday, 1 February 2011
7am, the housewives started streaming in
with their trolleys were stocking up for their families’
big Chinese New Year’s eve reunion dinner.
At 10pm, the hawkers were still at their stalls
and would be working overnight to cater to
the last minute customers. After tonight, they get
their annual break, 5 days over Chinese New Year.
A little boy wondered into my frame as I was
photographing the fishmonger. In his pajamas,
he stood in front of the stall to looking at how
the uncle deboned the fish. I remembered coming
to the market in my pajamas too when I was young
and my parents were doing their last minute Chinese
New Year shopping.