On returning home

Singapore Home is so often the hardest place to return to. As I celebrate 4 years on the road, I’ve noted feeling something suspiciously akin to gladness at being in Singapore. This is unusual for me, given the isolation of coming back to empty spaces of friends and family who have left, sets in too…More

Radio silence

I’ve been blogging since 1999, when Blogspot was all the rage. Self publishing was a revelation, as was the ability to connect with people I would have otherwise never encountered. Once I started blogging, I couldn’t stop. Writing for the public, even if that public was three people, was my first taste of creative production, this thing we call…More

On resonance

The other day I found Red Bull’s Singapore Seven series – a set of interviews with local movers and shakers about how they got to where they are, and what it is that keeps them going. I went through all 7 of them, back to back. Rapt for once: a non-standard response to internet video, which is…More

The High Road

Singapore, December 2015 I haven’t lived in Singapore since 1999, but have spent a significant amount of time there in the last 3 years. It’s a topsy turvy process, confronting the strangeness of the superficially familiar. It’s easy for me to say “I’m Singaporean” everywhere, except in Singapore, because it’s there that the phrase makes…More

chaos in the club

One of the things I never kind of expected to do, was shoot inside a nightclub… in Singapore. I spent most of my childhood here chafing at all of the things I wasn’t supposed to do or be or think about or whatever, that whenever I get away with doing my own thing, I’m a little shocked. (Yes, I have issues) François…More


There are some good looking train stations in this country. MRT, Singapore. Urban Reflections Fuji X-T1, XF 18mm F2 | 1/55 sec, f2, ISO 2500More


Void deck, Singapore. Public spaces are private spaces. Fujifilm X-T1, XF 35mm F2 | 1/80 sec, f2, ISO 4000More