Rediscover Brunei Darussalam through the eyes of the People
There is a saying that goes, "Variety is the spice of life." I like that saying. It is more than sentiment. I have found it to be true. The more I take the road less traveled, the more people I meet, the more I broaden my music intake, the further out of my comfort zone I step, the fuller my life becomes. Of course, colour and adventure do not come around every day, but this should not stop us from looking for them.
I was looking around, and I came across @Fayen's journey on Instagram. I cannot recall when exactly, but one day I noticed she posted up a picture of a typewriter. And then of a tlr camera. And then of a bunch of other really vintage-y photographs. I made it a point to connect, and she agreed to share her story. Check out her other photographs here.
Who are you?
A girl who believes that everyone has their own story and their own little ways in shaping their lives. As for me, I graduated from UBD last year with my first degree in something I did not expect to major in, which was English Language & Linguistics and have since been trying to get myself a job. Apart from that, I always feel like I am this 23 year old with a very old soul and always so sure that I might be having some kind of quarter-life crisis, however, that’s not necessarily a bad phase.
This is Max Jerry Horrowitz, a character from an Australian clay-animated film called Mary and Max. I know this may be an unfamiliar movie to you, but this is one of the most beautiful movies I've ever seen in my life. It is basically "a tale of friendship between two unlikely pen pals: Mary, a lonely, eight-year old girl living in the suburbs of Melbourne, and Max, a fourty-four year old, severely obese man living in New York" (IMDB).
An old friend once described me as, "a girl whose spirit is stuck in the vintage zone, who takes pictures and uses a typewriter. She writes letter too." I see myself somewhere in between Mary and Max, a girl whom without reasons would just randomly sends letter to people (like Mary) and then always feeling anxious about (mostly unnecessary) things (like Max).
What get's you going?
Meet my little family.
I don't exactly remember when was the first time I held a camera and took my first picture but I've always been drawn to them, especially Analog Cameras.
When I was 12, my family and our relatives went to visit Mt. Kinabalu. My parents were so kind to let me hold the camera at that time, it was a Canon Automatic Point & Shoot camera, and everything about the place was so beautiful and there was this really bright yellow flower that really caught my attention so I took a picture of it. When we finally developed the film, and printed out the pictures - it was the only one that made me realised how much fun capturing moments can be.
Would you say you've pursued photography ever since?
According to my parents, pursuing Arts at that time was not exactly an ideal approach. As parents, they ought to seek for the best in their kids so they were hoping I'd choose something that would benefit me in the future, career wise of course. However, I was stubborn and tried to convince them day to day on why I made my choices on wanting to study Photography, alongside Design & Technology until eventually my father gave in and bought me my first Analog SLR camera, which was a Nikon F801-S (I call her Casandra). It's semi-automatic, has both auto and manual focus, fairly modern and pleasant to work with.
Your thoughts on Analog vs Digital photography?
I took Photography for my A-Levels and I spent so many hours being in the darkroom; it's located at the basement of my school, since it's a darkroom, it's always dark and cold. Nothing about it is quiet though since you can always hear water passing through the pipelines. To me, there is something beautiful about taking a picture and then processing the film with your own hands. I am glad that I’ve been given the opportunity to learn on how to do so because most camera shops and photo studios in Brunei are no longer using these manual methods to process their films, which is a bit frustrating.
So in my final year of A’level, everyone in my class seemed to slowly move away from the analog phase and jumped into digital photography. I didn't want to be left behind, so I saved up some money and bought my first DSLR. It was a second-hand Canon EOS 350D (I named this one Fayera). The first two or three thousand shots were meaningless for me but with a digital camera, there was plenty of room for improvements. Also, with the power of editing, a digital image can be so easily manipulated and you can even turn a bad picture to a good one.
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