Alexandra
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caanan farm
dreaming in 35mm
analog southeast asia part II
analog southeast asia
indonesia finally
Once upon a time Alexandra and I went on a six month journey to Southeast Asia. We traveled through Cambodia, Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore and Indonesia – mostly by land, occasionally by air or by sea.
As the end of our trip approached we were exhausted and looking forward to be home again.
Weeks roll by and memories recede, the details get foggy. What was the name that street, that restaurant? It sometimes feels like we never left. Would a year be long enough? Two?
So before I forget: Indonesia was magical.
Every morning Balinese families prepare a small offering of food to show their gratitude to the deities, to placate the demons and to maintain the harmony of the universe. Deities and demons and the unknown powers of the cosmos feel very real in Bali, no matter how doubtful one may be.
In Jogjakarta the call to prayer washed over the city several times a day, the most powerful wave in the evening – one voice became two, became three, became four, to the point where they were impossible to distinguish and sounded as one. And on Fridays the gang outside the local mosque was clogged with the flip flops of worshiping neighbors and their restless children who would burst through the doors into the afternoon sun as soon as they were released from the grips of responsibility, like water from a dam, often barefoot in their haste.
Our days were so beautiful and warm and lighthearted.





























































































































