The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
March 18, 2002, 7:43:12 am - Hoi An, Vietnam
I returned to Hoi An two additional times, the last visit was 2017. Much has changed since this picture was taken. The UNESCO site has become one of the most visited towns in Vietnam and now caters to a growing tourist trade. Many of the old homes are unrecognizable, now hidden by hoards of merchandise for tourist. I was fortunate to have captured the two sisters in the early morning. They and their home represents the Vietnam I remembered in my early travels to this wonderful and friendly country.
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