Fragments Of Time

Picnic with Nigel at the Singapore Botanical Gardens, November 2014.

En route to Jurong East MRT and bus interchange, early 2015. 

A dear friend with her daughter, February 2015.

At the Fullerton Hotel dressed in ZARA lace dress, February 2015. 

Spent a day at my late grandfather's Shanghai home after he passed away in June 2015.

My grandfather was a physics professor. His home was soulful but humble. Your space reflects your character.

Surprise birthday celebration with my best friend Mandy, November 2015. I had turned 22.

Christmas house party with a pine tree, December 2015.

Yun Jing at the National Gallery of Singapore, December 2015. 

St. Jerome's Laneway music festival with Nigel and Nic, January 2016.

Yun Jing at Mosburger, February 2016.

Failed attempt of a self-portrait, dressed in vintage French Connection, February 2016.

Today, I sent in my long-accumulated Kodak negatives to develop. It's always an exciting process because by the time I finally made it to shot number 36, which took me two years, I would have forgotten completely what was in there. In a hyper-instant digital world like today, the beauty of film photography lies in not knowing, which is liberating and really hones your eye for detail. On the other hand, it is daunting to realise how limited our memory is. If I couldn't even recall capturing a moment just two years ago, what would make me visualise my twenties on my deathbed?

Shot on my thrifted Pentax ESPIO98M. Photos unedited, selective photos desaturated. Negatives developed at Triple D Minilab Centre, Burlington Square, 175 Bencoolen St, Singapore 189649.

Film Rolls From Years Back

In a world where everything is shared simultaneously in real-time, I might have forgotten how it's like to photograph on film. Just last week, for some random reason, I decided to finally (I mean, up to four years later) decided to develop two rolls of film that had been neglected longer than they should be. 

Can you imagine documenting a holiday purely on film? I would be lying if I said I had the patience and faith for it but at the same time, I'm thoroughly conflicted within. The outcome is surprising, as always, serving as documentation to moments almost forgotten yet instantly recalled when viewed again. Maybe it's the spontaineity, or the natural odd grains – genuine grains without the help of VSCO Cam. There is a certain quality and mood to film which I cannot quite explain probably due to lack in technical knowledge.

The pictures were all taken by my dummy film camera Pentax Espio 928M, released in the late nineties. I found it at The Salvation Army thrift store for S$2.50 then, and remains my best vintage find to date. 

A photo shoot using my bedroom backdrop, 2011

My best friends for almost a decade

First time dipping into the infinity pool at Marina Bay Sands Hotel, 2011

The day I turned eighteen years old, 2011

Visiting a vintage toy museum. We look right out of the seventies.

First overseas trip with Nigel to Bangkok, 2012

Don't even know the intentions behind wearing a flower headband and the bushes. Whut?

My second trip to Vietnam. I loved it so much. 2012

Random note: this is how my film camera defines "wide frame". It literally cuts off parts of the composition space.

Early days of Nigel driving, the year he got his license, 2013

Our very first picnic in 2012. We just had one again last weekend!