“What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.” ― Charles Baudelaire
Just a few photographs from gorgeous Hong Kong. Family & I were there over the weekend - my first time visiting in a few years - & it was such a lovely way to begin 2018. Hong Kong sings & swoops with all kinds of magic. It's so different from Singapore, that tumbling terrifying chaos, the way streets pile onto one another, inhale exhaust & exhale stardust, full of moments of infinity, shattered & open & ridibund all at once.
My mother & I spent most of our trip playing public transport roulette, hopping on various public buses & jumping off at whichever stop most struck our fancy at that particular moment. Many beautiful hideaways were discovered in this manner - a wintry abandoned beach (photos 13 & 16), a tiny café with the oddest opening hours I've ever seen & the best banana bread I've ever tasted (photo 9), a library with spiral staircases only as dizzying as they were comforting (photo 6), mountains of molehills (photos 4, 15, 16, & 19), a small French restaurant with to-die-for crêpes (photo 7), art golden-bright & tender-stained art (photos 1 & 3), art sharp-soaked & snarling (photo 15). &, of course, the reason we were there in the first place - my baby sister had a concert with an orchestra from various international schools across the region, & though my hyperacusis was flaring quite a bit, I still enjoyed it immensely (photos 17 & 18). I love & admire musicians so much more than I'll ever be able to put into words.
They remind me of the city itself, in that way - noisy & brilliant, beloved & ever-moving. Swarming with the most innocent monsters. Alive & breathing. Here, so much here... in every sense of the word.