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Vendors in Thailand

I took hundreds of images which illustrated the layout of the Thai markets; from adorable clusters to vast sprawls. However, in this series, I have chosen to focus on individual vendors fulfilling their hectic roles.

Chiang Mai- This is one of my favourite pictures because I feel it really epitomises the friendly, hardworking bustle of the marketplace. The traditional fruit and veg centre was brimming with locals who had no time to cater for the bumbling tourists- simply showcasing their delicious produce and negotiating very little. 

Phuket- The harsh halogen lighting gives an almost clinical vibe to this more modern market. The nature of the sushi server was far more reserved than the lady in Chiang Mai.  This stall was unusual in that the delicacy was precision engineered, clashing with the mess of the surrounding buzz.

Bangkok- This stall sold one thing only- fried chicken. The young and charming server won customers through an American accent and a tossing out free (and very delicious) tasters. 

Building Blocks

London- I feel the interaction between the over-exposed sky and converging gothic architecture creates a sense of doom and intimidation. To personify these images, this building certainly seems to be sneering at the worthless photographer below. 

Positano- In this case, the buildings remind me of a wealthy eccentric; the Willy Wonka of the series. 

Bangkok- although the inhabitants of these apartments are in similar close quarters to those in Positano, the opulence is removed. This area was far from a tourist spot and yet it retained the joy and sense of community that I witnessed in Italy. 

Bangkok- I love the way in which the bright sun unites the patchwork of different buildings by casting them all in the same tone. 

Bangkok- this abandoned building has a grungy feel reminds me of an awkward sulky  teenager.

Smokers

The solo smoker creates a strange hiatus in which they can reflect and observe. The first two photos were taken at the Barras market in the East End of Glasgow; the third in central Edinburgh during the Fringe Festival. I feel these work well as a B&W trio. 

This lady didn’t notice she was clogging up a busy pavement despite many rude protests- she appears to be lost in her own thoughts. 

This man was bargaining at the butcher’s stall but paused to enjoy his smoke.

This lady was perched down a side street, away from the commotion of the festival. 

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