FORWARD This artistic images compilation centers on the neighbourhood that I’ve grew up in - Clementi. The images are set to take on a dreamy, fantasy-like and nostalgic tone, so as to depict, how it is like to view the place alike that of a child, as if going on an adventure. That was how I’ve felt as I walked around, taking these pictures. Despite living here for the past 20 years of my life, I realised that there were many places I’ve missed out on, places I’ve passed by, so often, but never stopped to appreicate, and, the many familar yet anonymous faces that makes up the community that we all live in. If you take the time to really see, you’ll notice it’s hidden beauty. In reality, these images can be any of us. It’s a common story.
One of the many cats that can be seen lazing around, one moment seeking your attention and the next, its back is to you.
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There was a flash of quick succurying motion, turns out its the neighbourhood’s squrriel.
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The pigeon couple found resting peacfully on a tree, found at the back of a block that not many residents pass by anymore.
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The distant and aloof response of residents to the flocks of pigeons that share the living space with us.
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The anonymous yet lonely men who uilitise this particular bench, at a specific time of the day.
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The anonymous yet lonely residents engaged in their own activites, at a specific time of the day.
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The places for play.
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The places for exercise.
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Where socialising and catching up happens.
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Where socialising and catching up happens.
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Parents bringing the children to school, before heading for their own work.
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The constant reworking/improving to make our lifes better and the people who make it happen.
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Shops that provide for the basic necessities, but with their usual slow business.
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Shops that provide for the basic necessities, but with their usual slow business.
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Signs that used to prominent, but no longer since it closed down.
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Resting areas that are obscure and not commonly used by residents anymore.
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The hidden beauty that I have never noticed before, despite it being a dumping ground.
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The hidden beauty that I have never noticed before, of both an obscure lift to the MRT and alley of closed shops.
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The hidden beauty that I have never noticed before, of the ground we all walked on.
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The hidden beauty that I have never noticed before, of the buildings, lamps and trees that we live under.
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