Yangon Street PhotographyPhotography Yangon Street
Last months I had the unbelievable chance to make a Myanmar weddings (which you can see here in the blog!). Only to give you a general impression of what part of the worid I was in. When I had this chance, I resolved to stay there for a few nights - with the cameras in my hands - to discover the Yangon town ( "where you will probably end up if you choose to go") and the old town of Bagan, where the marriage took place.
but I have no clue what might be interesting without looking flat. And then I got this idea: Why not show what I see in the unspoiled and honest way I like to photograph, but show you this whole new realm through my own vision - the vision of someone who sees something for the first and foremost.
So I went to buy a Longyi (I'm sorry I didn't take a picture of myself in this man's dress, I was too timid to do it!), I took a cam out of my pocket and put on my favourite lens*** and I went from early in the day till sundown and tried to figure out how things work on this side of the globe.
So if all this makes perfect business for you, read on and savour my unassuming photography through the Straits of Myanmar; otherwise until soon, it was great to have you here so far! It was the capitol in the pector of Myanmar until 2006, when the army moved it to Naypyidaw, a completely new town that was constructed just for this use.
Nevertheless, Yangon is still the biggest town in Myanmar and the most important trading centre. The one thing that really caresses my interest is that Yangon is full of old houses from our colonies, and the inner cities are almost intact. It really struck me how quickly things move around these building.
At the heart of the country, the lives of the Myanmar tribe are essentially all on the roads and near the riverbank. Early in the day, the roads are almost deserted and live concentrates on the riverbank, where local residents come to work by ferry, and where the most important market is.
With sunshine growing up in the skies, the roads become full of people, transport (Horn is probably the most widely said word in Yangon) and you can find street meals everywhere (I suggest you make the right inoculations before you go out to the street to eat). Bagan, the pagan kingdom's capitol, is known all over the globe for more than 10000 buddhistic churches, pagodas and convents that have been erected there for 1000 years.
Over 2200 have survived to this day, and the following photographs begin above one of these churches. Unfortunately the show I was waiting for from there was weakened by the low seasons; the skies were quite shallow in comparison to what I saw on the web, and only 6 (GREY!!!!) air balls went through the skies, in comparison to a dozen (colored) ones I imagined I saw.
Things in Bagan seemed more slow than in Yangon, but things are essentially similar in the thermals of time of moonlight and events. It all begins on the riverbank, or near the temple, which quickly became full of visitors when the daylight comes up. In the daytime, the stores are the centre of everyday lives and in these areas of the city there is a concentration of selling and buying every kind of products.
Everywhere you go, you can see some kind of worship event; I tried to record some of them, but because of the shortage of English speakers, it was outrageous. Comeing from a time when we need at least two of everything, the sight of these peaceful human beings with almost nothing made me think.
Very often I use this objective also on the weddings day. It is my suggestion that if you want to tell a tale, you have to come nearer - to get the viewer there - and that you have to go far to include the scene in which it takes place in your tale.
With the exception of some with hot-loons, all the pictures you see on this page were taken with the 28mm.