Project dinila

It’s been sometime since I write anything. in between work, travelling and constant burn out. After some time, I realized every human being need this one thing and one thing only to survive.

Let me start my story with a train ride. I prefer to take the train than a flight. Taking a train is a form of transport that still resonate with many people all across the globe, one day I’ll discuss my love of this mode of transport and it’s architecture that supporting this wonderful Victorian invention

We started this long series of draining engagement with a dinner, which I was fashionably late. What is the essence of a dinner for me? The laughter and conversation after the heavy meal. For someone who love to spend some time in the kitchen, it’s always be the happy face following the meal. Unfortunately, most time we are not blessed with that anymore

It’s a wedding, it was my sister. This is the second wedding in the year for my family, so this is my second time for me to lug around my camera and hoping to catch something , which I did

The face of a prideful bride, a happy relative, a decoration and busy folks capturing the moment. Well the essence of contemporary wedding industry. it’s seem it what the bride wanted for her special day. But it was nothing more than another working days for the crew and countless other folks that toiling away their weekend to create this mirage that will last than a day old

It sounds cynical when I reread my statement after I left it for almost a day, but I stay true to what I wrote. A wish came true for some,but mundane day at work for others. I would rather shut my mouth

Potramk 2024