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.
Try crossing a street in Hanoi during the day for the first time. It's mayhem. For the locals and seasoned foreigners, they will tell you to simply walk across the road at a predictable pace. Do not stop. Do not run. Motobikes, motorcycles, and cars will drive around you like Moses parting the sea. Blurring the image is my interpretation of the chaotic nature of Vietnam's city streets.
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