日子 / Days Ming-liang Tsai. 2020
Bench 519 Si Lom, Khwaeng Silom, Khet Bang Rak, Krung Thep Maha Nakhon 10500, Thailand See in map
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日子 / Days Ming-liang Tsai. 2020
Bench 519 Si Lom, Khwaeng Silom, Khet Bang Rak, Krung Thep Maha Nakhon 10500, Thailand See in map
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"Light Fan"
What photographer isn't a fan of light!? (that's not what I was implying with the title) These crepuscular rays reminded me of the folding hand fans from Asia. I think I remember hearing that the heat you generate by using one cancels out (maybe eve overcomes) the cooling effects you produce, so if you look at the numbers, it's seems like a silly thing to use, but a breeze on your face when you're sweating is nice. (maybe there's other pros and cons to factor in... are they really worth using to cool down?) I took this shot from the same place as the previous photo, only with slightly different settings, and near the end of the sunset.
Bangkok
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"King Rama III"
I was excited to see a "second sunset" starting (when the sunset ends, then fires back up in pinks and reds, but usually doesn't last long) Luckily Wat Yan Nawa wasn't far from the bridge and I made it there in time to catch it. In true second sunset fashion, it left as quick as it came, so I didn't get a shot from the top of the temple, though I did try. The statue is King Rama III. The gold tiered "umbrellas" to his left and right are a very common site in Thai temples. I always wondered what they were, but only just looked into it recently. They're called Chatras (Sanskrit for umbrella) and are royal regalia of Thailand "Derived from ancient Hindu beliefs, the umbrella symbolizes the spiritual and physical protection the king can give to his subjects. The multiple tiers symbolize the accumulation of honor and merit the king may possess." -Wikipedia An unconsecrated king can sit under a 7 tiered chatra, but it's not until a king is crowned that they can sit under the most sacred and ancient, 9 tiered Chatra. "Ballin' outta control!" The ideas behind them seem like superstitious nonsense to me, like rain dances or Santa Claus, and they would make for a terrible umbrella in the rain, or worse, one of Thailand's monsoons (to be fair, there's no umbrella that'll help you there) but I think they look cool, so that's good enough for me. I think they should come out with a bigger, better chatra every year, with one more tier than the previous years, or perhaps a new tier for every new king. (then it could be used as a calendar) This brings a question to mind... should we update culture (more tiers!) or try to preserve it? (no more tiers!) A bit of both might actually be the best solution, documenting the parts that hindered, while ending those traditions would be most beneficial, but it's tricky when a lot of those things are subjective. There's no point in rain dancing if it won't make it rain. Dancing can be anywhere from harmful to helpful, but I don't think it'll make it start raining. (under the right circumstances, dancing could make someone else "make it rain" but that's a different phenomenon altogether)
Maeklong Railway Train Market
On a warm and bustling evening, my friend and I decided to make the most of our hour and a half of free time in Sathon, a vibrant district of the city. Not wanting to waste a moment, we hailed a Grab car to take us to our destination. As we approached the area, we could already sense the energy in the air.
Upon arriving, it was clear that we had chosen the right spot for some excitement. The streets were teeming with activity, and the constant stream of motorcycles added to the buzz. The atmosphere was electric, with the unmistakable thump of loud music resonating from various establishments. The lively ambiance was intoxicating.
We began to explore our surroundings, passing numerous bars and tattoo shops that lined the bustling streets. The neon signs and lively chatter of patrons spilled out into the streets, creating a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds.
Our first stop was the main market. Initially, we found only a few clothing shops that offered basic, commercial clothing. But as we ventured deeper into the market, we stumbled upon the food section. It was a treasure trove of culinary delights from various cultures. Feeling adventurous, I decided to try crickets, octopus with spicy salad served in a plastic bag, chicken breaded strips, and soju. The flavors were an explosion of tastes, and the atmosphere around the food vendors was both chaotic and exciting.
Although sushi was plentiful, we hesitated to try it, as it seemed to be left in the heat for hours. Instead, we moved on, eager to explore more of what the market had to offer. Toward the end of the market, we encountered vintage shops and even a few weed shops. Some of the vintage stores had a westernized feel or offered high-end designer items, but the overall vibe was still cool and inviting.
We decided to take a break in the market's carpark area, where a group of local boys on skateboards approached us, asking for a lighter. Attempting to bridge the language barrier, we engaged in a short-lived conversation in Thai, which resulted in laughter and smiles.
As we continued towards the front of the market, we reached a wide street flanked by bars on both sides. It was clear that they were in competition, each one featuring a live band playing at full volume. The music was deafening, reminiscent of the famous Khao San Road, and the energy was infectious.
As we prepared to leave the market, we passed by more bars, clothing shops, and tattoo parlors. One particular bar caught our attention, or more accurately, our ears. The loud, raw sound of a live rock band beckoned us inside. It was a riveting experience, and we couldn't resist the urge to stay and enjoy the show.
The band played their hearts out, and we joined the crowd in cheering and dancing. The band were crazy, some of the guitarists jumped over the fence onto the road and started playing in the middle of the road despite several cars having to drive around them. It was a night filled with unexpected adventures, new flavors, and a vibrant cultural experience that we would remember for a long time. Sathon had revealed a side of the city we had never seen before, and we couldn't have been happier with our spontaneous decision to explore this lively and eclectic neighborhood.
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