My last night in London, a day before I return from a three and a half month trip. Singapore is my home, but this flat in London was where I was reborn. London is where I learnt to be independent, where I broke away from my social programming of being an engineer and spent a year in dance school. This flat was my sanctuary. It also provided me shelter on my way to Chicago and on my way home.
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Just on the side of art...
Has your experience in dance school allowed you to practice/think differently from other photographers? If so, how?
It's interesting to think how dance could influence photographic style.
Dan
Learning dance is a complete interface with an artform. My body started to awake and I felt more alive than I ever have at the end of dance school.
I carry that incredible experience of being alive with me. It does not happen so much with photography, but there are moments when I am only concious of the act of photography, and then I am alive again.
Welcome Home to Singapore Heng!
it's only because u allowed others to input the program into ur mind on the platform of education
forget all that u learnt and see through the eye in ur heart. ur heart has more than the outside world has to offer
photography is like a pheonix waiting to be reborn. at the end of its life, the pheonix burst into flames and in its ashes lies a new lease of life
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