













we could go

you and i
right before the sun sets

a little red dot
floating in the sky
this could be last week
last year
or 20 years ago


we booked a cab to drive us to the airport
we waited at my void deck


it was my birthday. i had spent the bulk of the night before staring at myself in the mirror
watching myself leave my 20s behind

we sat next to a lone traveler on the plane
was he going to bali on holiday? did he have a south east asian love child to vist?
was he there to escape?


we arrived at denpasar airport.
there was a scare – we thought we had lost j’s luggage

no matter.the luggage was found.
the journey
continues






we ended the day with a bottle of champagne.
i had by then forgotten that it was my birthday.

at this point, my black and white hungarian film ran out
we spent the rest of the holiday in colour…
i came back with a tan, two cuts on my feet (long story) and 3 lamps for the new apartment.
only managed to develop just one roll of holga so far.

quiet sanur beach at low tide


a hot sweltering afternoon in ubud

along monket forest street

lunch at 3 monkeys cafe, ubud, where the cafe patio overlooks a paddy field



stay tuned for more pics…