I have been making sure to announce this. This year I will be working towards a photo book which I named as “Solitary Walk”, focusing on my random walks around the beaches of New York City. This will be the first ever photo book of my photography career and hopefully, by the end of the year, I will have enough pictures to complete this.
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I have been spending my time a lot on beaches all summer long for this project and thinks it reaches to a point I am comfortable enough to publish.
So, here is my newest personal project “The Frail Second”, the first personal project I have reached that far since my “Emotion/Untold Stories” in 2010.
I remembered the day that this concept struck my mind. I couldn’t sleep.
See the whole project here at http://www.htettsan.com/the-frail-second/
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From Natural Disaster Series _Htet T San
11 out of 14 provinces are suffering from recent flood disaster and my country just alerted national disaster. Excessive Deforestation across the country has vividly showed us the benefits. In the greed of rich men and authority, it’s always the poor who suffer. Yet, despite the sins and irresponsibilities of takers, all we can do as artists and givers is just to help those in pain and wish the situation be better soon. And, all be safe. Please!
To all those interested in contributing, donation can be sent to http://www.myanmarflood.info/
We are also initiating the charities to send forces to Myanmar. You can also contact us.
Still – Memories_Htet T San
One of the nights before I left to US, I was driving along Pyay Road at midnight with my highest speed.
Six years..blink of an eye. All have changed back home. Yet, Soul like mine..would even Heaven understand?
The greatest forces I challenged in my journey is Time and Space…not sure I ever win but it didn’t win me yet.
And, the answer to All whys I received so far is because of this.
“Contemplating the goodness within ourselves is a classical meditation, done to bring light, joy, and rapture to the mind. In contemporary times this practice might be considered rather embarrassing, because so often the emphasis is on all the unfortunate things we have done, all the disturbing mistakes we have made. Yet this classical reflection is not a way of increasing conceit. It is rather a commitment to our own happiness, seeing our happiness as the basis for intimacy with all of life. It fills us with joy and love for ourselves and a great deal of self-respect. Significantly, when we do metta practice, we begin by directing metta toward ourselves. This is the essential foundation for being able to offer genuine love to others”
― Sharon Salzberg, Lovingkindness: The Revolutionary Art of Happiness
Mettā – the answer to life.
Quiet Evening _Htet T San 2015
Quiet evening from my windows. Looking at the sky. Listening Yiruma.
I have been re-reading the works of Tar Yar Min Wai, my favorite poet from Burma who had already passed away. And, his poem named ” မီးေတာက္ရစ္သမ္” deeply touched my soul. Even thought of translating it but gave up for it won’t carry the same language. Poetry! How it has the capacity to make the human soul receptive to good. Maybe, I will have to reincarnate my pen name again.. been since summer 2009.
“Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, darüber muss man schweigen” _Ludwig Wittgenstein
Ash sellers_Htet T San
One of the most memorable photographs from my last trip to Burma in 2009. I met them while I was shooting a photo essay project. The sellers of what we call “Phwel-Pyar”, a kind of ash that’s used to wash dishes. Of course, at most they would make a day would be not more than US$1 and who would need these traditional stuffs when we have super cleansing detergents in supermarkets anyway? Harsh lives with responsibilities on the shoulders at such ages but it gave me this chill when they talked about their lives lightly, smiling and laughing. I have noticed foreign photographers mention why burmese are usually smiling despite their hard lives under military dictatorship. Then, I remember one of my poet friends said ” Our laughters come out from the cracks of our pain”.
– happened to watch this animation today by a burmese artist and made me think of this. One out of 5 children can’t go to school. Life is hard for everyone and worse for some.
Impacts on the ground.
What beautiful moments.
Not all the sounds in this world can be heard.
Echoes surround our sights.
But, I see..
The persistent silence.
-Lin Eain Ni
Sat 5:12 pm
However many holy words you read, however many you speak, what good will they do you if you do not act on upon them?
It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, Heaven or Hell.