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Photo of the Day - Night Visitor

"The Night Visitor" - Perhentian Islands, Malaysia

"The Night Visitor" - Perhentian Islands, Malaysia

 

Funny sign (for me at least) @ d'Lagoon in the Perhentian Islands, Malaysia

Mar 27th, 2010

 
Photo of the DayDustin MainApril 6, 2010Perhentian Islands - MalaysiaMalaysia, Perhentian Islands, Asia, SignsComment
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Photo of the Day - Flying Over Binalong Bay

Photo of the DayDustin MainApril 10, 2010Binalong Bay - Tasmania, AustraliaBlue, Binalong Bay, Dustin Main, Australia, Tasmania2 Comments
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New Zealand: Nelson Jazz & Blues Festival

Photo Essay, JourneyDustin MainApril 4, 2010Nelson - New ZealandBlue, Nelson, Green, BlackSandDiva, Yellow, Music, Orange, New Zealand
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Young Nun Life I had been observing the street market for a couple or hours already, as the sellers traded their vegetables for cold hard Myanmar kyat (the local currency) You might think that photography means you're always on the move, capturing photos and then moving on to the next spot. More often than not though, it resembles something more like fishing from a canoe on a still lake, as patience and observation makes those special moments easier to anticipate These young Buddhist nuns had been walking through the market, collecting alms throughout the morning. This would be as scoops of rice, personal supplies, or often small amounts of money As the cool morning gives way to the heat of the sun and the market begins to wind down, the nuns find a quiet spot to see what they've collected for their time before heading out #UnTourToMyanmar #ThisMyanmarLife #MyMyanmar #Myanmar #burma #documentary #passionpassport #MyanmarMagic #documentaryphotography #everydaymyanmar #everydayasia #buddhistnuns
Longyi Life When you arrive in Myanmar, there is an immediate visual change from where you're coming from, be it from the west or even neighboring Thailand right next door When I flew to Chaing Mai (Thailand) a month ago from Yangon, I was still wearing my red and black longyi from Myanmar. This circular piece of fabric is a tangible link to the country for me, and what I wear all the time there, so much so that putting on pants again afterward seems strange. It's just so normal I don't even think about it When I approached the gate, several Thais came up to me and told me how wonderful I looked and how they loved the color. When boarding, one of the flight attendants remarked how sharp I looked, and how seeing me in my longyi reminded him of his grandfather when he would visit him in the village as a child. The longyi for men in Thailand is mostly a distant memory, and for women there, saved just for those special occasions In Myanmar, you still see the longyi, everywhere. With their bright colors and patterns, you can't miss them anytime you open your eyes. The same goes for thanaka, the bark of a tree ground down into a paste on a stone and rubbed onto the face for sun protection (or for style) that you see on the young girl I write this from another world, an apartment in snowy central Kiev. Outside is mostly shades of grey, with the red-brown of the brick accenting the scene. From a visual perspective, it looks flat in comparison to the vibrant colors on Myanmar For the next few weeks, I'll be sharing images and stories from my time here in Ukraine. But for now, I'll be sitting by the heater, watching the life of the streets below from my window above, wearing my favorite longyi #UnTourToMyanmar #Yangon #Myanmar #burma #passionpassport #myanmarigers #everydayyangon #everydaymyanmar #ThisMyanmarLife #longyi #MyMyanmar #documentary
2018 is a Wrap I was in a small village in rural Thailand when the clock switched over. Honestly, I was happy to say goodbye to 2018. I don't usually divide my year up like this, but about 2 weeks ago, I felt myself coming free from a funk that has lasted more than a year (and I don't mean smell). Thanks Chiang Mai for helping set me back on the path My 9 images this year are 100% Myanmar, a country that has inspired me over and over again these past 7 years While my work and travels had taken me to a host of spots around the globe in 2018, including central Vietnam, the Canadian Rocky Mountains, Niagara Falls, Pacific NW (USA), and Northern Thailand, none of them are featured here. Go figure :) Here is a breakdown for you 1) Inle Lake Fisherman, Southern Shan State 2) Yangon Streets at Sunrise 3) Sunrise over the Bagan Plains 4) Ananda Temple Reflection, Old Bagan 5) Lunar Eclipse @ Htilominlo, Bagan 6) The Caregiver - Daw Tin Tin Hla - This Myanmar Life, Moulmein 7) Sunrise over Ywama Floating Village from a Hot Air Balloon, Inle Lake 8) Crossing the Goteik Viaduct, Northern Shan State 9) A Dying Art - Nawi, Chin State Do you have a favorite of mine from 2018? Also, feel free to send me a DM with your favorite photo you took on your IG feed for me to check out. I'd love to see em Also, if you're curious to see Myanmar for yourself, my next Un-Tour to Myanmar will be departing in October 2019. Dates will be announced in February on my email list. Check the link in my bio for more details and to get on the list #Myanmar #burma #MyMyanmar #myanmarmagic #UnTourToMyanmar #gotiek #Bagan #Ananda #myanmarigers #Yangon #inlelake #htilominlo #ThisMyanmarLife
Making New Traditions on the Other Side of the World It took me counting on my fingers, twice, to realize that I have spent than last 10 xmas abroad. I'm a little stunned to be honest I was never one for the whole gift giving of the holiday season. It always seemed excessive and wasteful. I'm also not religious, and that meant that escaping the west for xmas was an easy sell For the first couple of years, I spent them on a mountain ridge on New Zealand's Fiordland National Park on a through-hike, then in one of the southernmost cities in the world listening to live tango music in a B&B with my Dad in Argentina But for the past 8 years, I've spent it in Chiang Mai, Thailand. When I first came here, Dec 25th was just like any other day, and nowadays, it's not all the much different. It turns out Buddhists don't care all that much about it One thing that living abroad has taught me is how crazy some of our traditions we think of as normal are. And I'm sure if we think about it, we can agree that cutting down a tree (or buying a plastic one) to put inside our house for a month is pretty odd. And that's before you put shiny balls and hang peppermint candy hooks and cheap blinking lights on it. But that's how traditions work: sometimes we just do things because we always have For the past 5+ years, I've had my own tradition here on the 25th of December. I rent a van, gather a group of friends, and we head up to the famous Wat Doi Suthep overlooking Chiang Mai to watch the sunrise over the city below. It's an early one, but it's always worth it For those of us who aren't religious, Dec 25th may just be like any other day. But our history growing up where we did helps associate it with spending time with friends and family. Living abroad often means those usual people aren't often around, and here in Chiang Mai, we have a different kind of family that pops up every year So thank you to my friends and family from around the world who treat me like one of their own no matter where we are And thanks for trusting in me that sunrises are always worth it #chiangmai #Thailand #doisuthep #watdoisuthep
A Bridge Between Two Times This wasn't my first time crossing this bridge. In fact, nearly 7 years ago, I crossed the #Goktiek Viaduct on my very first big trip to Myanmar Opened at the turn of the 20th century and measuring nearly 700m long (and over 100m high), it was quite the marvel of engineering in its day. Still, you can imagine that building it today up in the #Shan Hills would be quite the feat I recall the first time crossing the bridge as part of a 12hr train journey that day, low on energy as I was slowly recouperating from a nasty intestinal illness. At the best of times, the train rarely moves at a speed anyone would recognize as fast, but as we near the bridge, the train slows to the speed of a literal crawl I recall hanging out of the train as we crossed, with my fingers wrapped around the handrail as I dangled out the door, trying to get a good angle as the train curves at the beginning of the bridge. From what I recall, the pictures were good that day, though most of the rest of the journey was a blur I had been eagerly anticipating this journey back here again as the plans came together. And as the train neared the bridge now more than 6 years later, I wanted to capture passing over it again But in time, things change. I no longer shoot with a camera strap, preferring to hold my camera with the grip only. This makes my movements with my camera feel deliberate, like an extension of myself, and I think it had been great for my work As we approached, I could feel my hands getting sweaty, and for the first time, the grip I had on my camera didn't feel so rock solid. I'd wipe my fingers and palms on my longyi, and even try to "dry" the rubber of my camera grip, but it didn't seem to accomplish all that I needed When the time came to reach out of the door to nab my shot as before, that grip on the handrail didn't seem as solid as I would like. As I held my camera in the other hand, reaching out with my body and arm, trying to keep it level, I could feel it slipping ever so slightly. I took a couple of frames before the grip on my camera loosened enough for me to call it, and I pulled myself in (Continued below)
Looking Through Another's Eye: Lashio Growing up, I never thought of myself as a creative person. I was more interested in science and math than I was at trying to draw. In fact, my friends from school still talk about how I would (and still) draw people to this day. It would start out fine, with a circle for a head, a neck coming down, out for a shoulder, down torso and legs. But each time getting up to that second arm, it would essentially turn into a wing. The people I drew were half-human, half-bird I didn't study photography formally, and I don't know many of the famous photographers by name. I'm not really affliated with any other photographer groups, and I don't have a lot of photographer friends who I see on a regular basis. I'm often found in my own little corner of the world, or at least it feels like that So I'm pretty keen when I'm hanging out with other creative photographers... even when I'm the one teaching. You'll find me watching the others, seeing where their eyes look, and lead the way for their lens What has caught their eye? Is it as simple as a slightly different perspective, or is it something bigger at play? What are they seeing in the moment that I'm not seeing? I love it, and I'm absorbing it like a sponge. Not to copy, but to open my mind to new possibilities Even after all of these years, I still feel like I'm just one photo away from being found out as someone who doesn't have a creative edge. And I don't think I'm alone in that. Many days, I still struggle to share my work, be it here or in other forums When I was younger, I often thought about artists who paint. How did they know when to stop and let a piece be finished? Assuming they would improve over time, how could they not just go back and improve on one from the past? This puzzled me for many years, and held back my work (and it still does to be honest). It's the analytical side talking All this to say, that hanging out with other creative photographers really puts me at peace with the work, while pushing me forward. At its best, it is invigorating and inspiring... And reminds me why I do what I do #Lashio #Myanmar #UnTourToMyanmar #passionpassport
The Lashio Market 7 years. I'd been wanting to visit the Lashio market since my very first big trip to the country And it was so worth the wait Spanning a number of buildings, taking up a few blocks and multiple levels, the market has just the right mix of things to keep me happy. Oodles of shops, many just the size of a small shed, packed to the brim with stock and supplies. Vegetable stalls spilling out into the streets. Tailors working colorful dresses on manual sewing machines. Jewelers polishing their clients rings and making them like new. Even the areas that were quiet were lovely, in that way that things are when they are falling into disrepair and disuse I honestly could have spent a week just wandering around this single market, looking for new angles, new subjects, and tracking how the light changes the view. The light, and the long shadows later in the day, we're to die for. I'll be back soon for an extended visit #UnTourToMyanmar #MyMyanmar #longshadows #Myanmar #burma #Lashio #shan #passionpassport #thediscoverer #marketday #goldenland #MyanmarMagic #documentary #documentaryphotography
Villages of North Eastern Shan State It has been nearly 7 years since my last trip to northern Shan State, and I'd been anticipating my return for a couple of years. It was on my very first big trip to Myanmar that I last visited the region. Now, nearly 20 trips later, I was finally back This time, I came to see how things in this corner of the country are changing. With a close proximity to the Chinese border a defining trait, I was curious how that might be shaping the culture I spent a few days in villages outside of Lashio, with major differences between them. The first was a small one, with basic homes and no electricity besides some small solar panels. The other was in some ways one of the most progressive I've come across, with strong leadership keeping the community tight, and even a village trash pickup program that had been recently implemented Daw Naing Tun prepared breakfast in the first village, where her home doubled as the village's sole shop. Here in the kitchen, she prepared steamed vegetables on an open fire, with the early morning sun filtering through the slits in the wall. The view was as good as her food I'll be sharing more from in and around #Lashio in an upcoming blog post, and several stories from people I met right here as well @maoutfitters #Myanmar #burma #MyMyanmar #shan #documentary #UnTourToMyanmar #thediscoverer #magnumphotos #lp #bbctravel #myanmarmagic
Reflections on Bagan "Now you can see why I spend so much time here." It's what I quietly said when sharing the sunrise with my Un-Tour To Myanmar guests just a few days ago. They quietly nodded in understanding My history with #Bagan is a curious one. I avoided this, the most famous place in Myanmar, for the first 6 or 7 trips to the country "Too hot" I told myself. "Too many tourists I bet!". "Not my sort of place." But when @bohemiantraveler came to the country and wanted to go, it finally made sense to make the trip And it was amazing. Riding down random paths, discovering temples and pagodas hidden away, each having their own unique look, light, and story. It didn't take long and I was hooked. We called our little adventure "Burmese Nights, and the Electric Motorcycle Diaries." Hah For the past few years, I've spent many months in the country, compiling data and photographs for an upcoming book. It can sometimes seem like I've seen all the gems that this place holds... but another view of the rising sun as the colors in the sky shift, or the reflections in the reservoir, and I'm reminded once again of all that this place holds, and gives #UnTourToMyanmar #ThisMyanmarLife #reflections #pagoda #burma #Myanmar #MyMyanmar #MyanmarMagic #passionpassport #thediscoverer
The Fire Tower Festival Not one to be left in the dust of the "big city" of Taunggyi and their famous Tazaungdaing Fire Balloon Festival, the small town of Kalaw has their own crazy festival to contend with It all starts in the streets. Dozens of dancers, dressed in traditional outfits, strut their stuff down the streets of this former British hill station. Others carry colored candles and walk along to the beat of the Shan drums and gongs The Fire Tower follows as they make their way to the fair grounds, where the literal stage is set, complete with play-by-play announcer and thousands of people waiting for the big show. It's winter here now, so many have small fires set to keep warm After much preparing, the fire tower which is essentially a tower of home-made fireworks, is mounted up on a pole. A fuse is lit, and the dancing begins, not only for the team (this year there are 38 competing) but for the crowd. You see, as the fireworks begin to fire, they zip around horizontal, often firing into the crowd. Yep, you had better be paying attention and agile if you don't want to get by a flying rocket. Often, so many fireworks are going off at once, it's like a white-out The whole thing can take 10 minutes, or just seconds, as the fireworks go off according to plan... Or not. This one was over in about a minute, and fortunately I didn't have to get my dodge on this time Without a doubt, it's a sight to behold. Next year, you can come and join me :) #UnTourToMyanmar #ThisMyanmarLife #Myanmar #MyMyanmar #documentary #thediscoverer #theglobewanderer #Kalaw #burma #fireworks #runforyourlife
On the Move Late festival nights, early sunrise mornings, seemingly little sleep. At least that's what my brain is telling me We're 1/2 way through the latest Un-Tour to Myanmar, and it's been a explosion of sights, sounds, and tastes as we wander our way through the country, hearing the stories of change along the way. After 16-odd trips here, the country still holds secrets that keep me coming back for more, and it's an amazing feeling to see that same enthusiasm infect others. Smiles are all around here, especially when you're eating hin toke (sticky rice and spring onion steamed in a banana leaf A few days ago, it was the Taunggyi Tazaungdaing Fire Balloon Festival, and tonight, we're in Kalaw for the Fire Tower Festival. Then the Shwezigon Pagoda Festival. With so much celebrating going on, I'd better take a nap on this train ride so I don't miss the action coming up Goodbye Inle Lake. Thank you for the sunrises, sunsets, and delicious fish and lake-grown tomatoes. Wun ta ba deh #UnTourToMyanmar #ThisMyanmarLife #Myanmar #burma #inlelake #myanmarigers #mymyanmar #myanmarmagic
Wake Up Yangon It's been quiet around here, but that's understandable given that trans-pacific flights aren't terribly photogenic, and the creativity-crushing jetlag that accompanies it But I'm back in Yangon, and it feels (and tastes) great, albeit sticky (41c with the humidex these days). There is something about wandering the streets of this city that reminds you of what's so interesting about photography So hold the naps, I'm back in Myanmar with fresh eyes. More stories to come straight from the source :) #Myanmar #yangon #everydayyangon #UnTourToMyanmar #MyMyanmar #streetphotographer #burma