Yesterday afternoon I set myself a one-hour challenge: get truly uncomfortable and make at least six street frames of everyday life I’d normally avoid; get close, don’t ask, shoot from the hip. Posed or unposed didn’t matter. Last but definitely not least: leave the phone in my pocket.

Bangkok was my first love in Asia. Because it was first, it became the benchmark; everything since is measured against it.

As I write this, I see how much the city and I share: contradictory, high-contrast, chaotic with pockets of calm; extroverted yet private; exhausting and endlessly enthusiastic, superficial,, melancholy, restless, and always on the lookout for soul and grit.

All images shot on my old trusty x100v at ISO 640 (no recipe).