Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.

It is the bittersweet impermanence of things or what the Japanese call as mujo that inspires me to collect the images I have in my photostream.

I would like to venture beyond mere documentation or bits of posterity. I would say these pictures are small remembrances of things past, of people I furtively watched and of old roads I have carefully tread. And, maybe a little vanity every now and then if I chance upon days that I think I look decent.

This is what I see and choose to remember.

And oh, since my memory is erratic, my uploads follow no particular timeline. I only upload my photos as they are cued in my mind.