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the adorable little girl…she even looks like a little “amelie”.

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the matching set of old friends

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the father and month of the immigrant that made it to america.

one night i am taking pictures of sexy sf gals and girls at a free fully stocked xmas party and the next i am at the metron soliciting people to “take a picture of the magic penguin.” it was one long three hours as i humble myself to peddling photos for the big Man. but guess what, after the funny experience, i found the pictures i took tonight was another world that i forgotten about. i am so used to taking photos of swanky kids and merry marriages, but the people that allowed me to take their photo at the high tech mall were the types of subjects i yearn for. the old people, the young kids and moms and dads, of teenage lovers and of course the foreign tourists. although it was such short and clean interactions, the things you can pick from people’s life in that glimpse is so interesting. all the funny thoughts go through your head and you try to control yourself from judging them. but i digress. the thing that i’ve learned recently about this “applied” art i practice is the warmth of interaction that i’ve always shy away from. not warmth necessary a good yummy feeling but just the warmth compared to the coldness of staying 50 feet away from someone to sneak in a photo without them knowing. certainly, i am not saying that i don’t like that “cold” style of photography and as much as i think that’s what decisive moment is all about, but forced intereaction to acknowledge the photographer is a defining moment in the process of taking someone’s picture. from the warmth of that interaction is the fuel that will feed one’s ablity to see into someone’s soul. of course 9 out of 10 times, the people’s door to their soul will be lock because they don’t trust you from that interaction. but maybe that one time is all you need to make the greatest photograph of your stinking career. and so i digress.

yeah, i know a little more of this experience these humbling experiences. to made me be grateful for the fact that i can work on at such a “weird” place. weird in the sense that it takes me out of my comfortable little world and make me find another side of myself. yeah, more than anything i do enjoy the fact that photography has forced me to experience so many intersting scenes in people’s lifes. it’s force me to crawl out of myself and learn to interact with people of all walks with an open heart. it sounds corny but if you want to take a good picture the people need to trust you on a higher level. it’s the energy that prevades your system that communicate the nature of your hidden being. the enery that gives people their gut feeling after one sec. so, it’s a chance of me to learn about a side of me that is ever hidden. hidden from your own understanding of your own state of affairs. irregardless, my time in front of this screen has been way exceeded since i’ve begun to enjoy my orangic bday gift.