A walk in the park helps me to ease stress, relieve tension, and reset my eye sight from the desk monitor. I’m thankful that I’m able to breath in the ocean breeze with a mere 3 minute walk from office. I flipped through a book recently with a dissected look on the Central Park, New York. I heard about how big it is, I’ve seen movie footages at the park. But to look at it from the aerial view, it’s just one of the few times. It’s covered with lots of vegetations. It’s an urban jungle.

A park is a gathering spot. I’ve met my colleague walking her dog after work, I’ve met an ex-colleague looking after her granddaughter, I’ve met a martial artist. Sure, it can be boring if you look at it as an ordinary public space like how you feel about your neighborhood. There’s always a reason.

While Hong Kong does not have that world class Central Park like in New York. The closest thing would be the Victoria Park in Causeway Bay and the Hong Kong Park in Admiralty. I believe in terms of facilities, the Hong Kong park is far more superior than the Victoria Park. There’s the botanical garden nearby which’s rather close to each other. There’s the aging zoo (better than none, but if it’s there why not upgrade it?), greenhouses, giant bird cage, waterfall, pond, watch tower, Olympian square, museums. I’m completely biased as I live quite near the two mentioned. You get the idea. It’s usually my lazy sunday walkabout.

When i think of a park, it reminds me of two places that I’d been to while I was in the US – the St. Louis Zoo and the Naperville City Park. The Naperville City Park left me the most impression. I’ve visited twice – both when I arrived the US and when I was about to leave the US, 7 years apart. I’m still amazed by how I survived during those 3 years in town. I remember precisely why I bought a cheap digital camera in BestBuy. I wanted to remember the last stretch of my stay. I visited the park, snapped pictures of just anything. That day was really beautiful by the river. Glittering reflections of water, dogs shaking off after a swim, teenagers playing at the lawn… These images had gone through my head vividly whenever I imagined a beautiful day in park. Perhaps that was quite a memory.

Strangely enough I’ve met quite some action guys in parks. And if they’re foreigner, they are usually the down on earth the friendliest person. They’re willing to talk and listen. Like Chris I’ve met before, he’s calm and gentle. And recently another martial art stuntman/body trainer – Alex from Romania. He had a role in the movie From Vegas to Macau (賭城風雲). He could be spotted in town with his superhero fitness tees. With his friendly personality, he’s willing to meet curious people like me. He spoke about responsibility at different stage of life. I thought I should bump into more guys like him. The greeting and meeting process stopped long ago after college. It’s why I’m open-minded when i get to speak with people, hearing their stories do make my day better. I know there’s always stories that’s more interesting than mine or at least how they describe theirs.

Maybe I’ll not meet them again, or maybe i’ll. But I’m used to these kind of come and go, one-time conversation. There’s nothing wrong with it. I enjoy it and remember the brief moment we shared our philosophy that probably lasts a lifetime. It ties back to why I like photographing interesting people in first place. If I never talk to them, we’d not ever meet in this life.

Playground Gym Routine

Off The Grid


It was my misfortune that my 2nd roll from my LCA turned out blank after the unexpected failure from the camera strap. I learned from this fatal mistake and moved on. I had gone back to the same market that surprised me of how busy it could get in the late afternoon. This is where most (older) people get their fresh produce, you may call it the wet market; though there’s also the dry section. They think they get better deals from this type of market. The younger couples would either buy their ingredients from the medium/upscale supermarket instead. I suspect due to the cleanliness and also the origins – anywhere but China. Or else the couple would just eat out to save time and effort.

I got used to this type of fishy, bloody, wet environment since I was a kid. I used to go along to the fresh market back then to just find something to do with the domestic helper (mom & dad both work during the day). It was part of my memory to hang out at the market, I did not even remember how old I was.

Nearly all districts in Hong Kong has at least a few of these wet markets all packed in a building which you would not know there’s one unless you enter one. It’s off the grid and I found myself entered a whole new world of the local community. You may still find the old fashion open markets as stalls and ground level shops in a few gathering location. But those will eventually go away due to the rents and re-development. The live chicken business may go away too one day, who knows (because of the Bird Flu). You’ll see many quirky stuff in these type of markets. Fish cut off still seem pretty much alive, toads hopping in cage, cattles’ internal organs hanging on hooks…alright just those things you thought only be possible in halloween or movies.

I still found myself enjoying this part of life. Seeing how differently people live in our city. And I get to taste what I love too, cold soya milk and hot rolls. I found a place selling just baked roll/bun/bread whatever you want to call it for just HKD$1. The size of a fist. You can get a bag full with just 10 bucks.
Aged District
Foam Price tag
Fish Stall
Fruit Stall
Chicken Cage
Chicken Stall
Chicken Butcher
Vegetable Stall
Toy Skeleton Limbs