Faces of Shanghai
With friends in town we revisited the back-streets of old Shanghai.
After a time, the culture shock of stinky tofu, yelling for no reason and homes made from spit & newspapers begins to wear off. It has started to seem normal behaviour to wander around in pyjamas and get live frogs skinned on-demand. The truth is, and whilst we were in no misconception otherwise, no matter how you cook your eggs – life is the same – whether you’re out for a stretch, scolding your kids for being mischievous or watching the world go by.
I went out and had a shot at capturing the people Shanghai – all 18 million of them (or a handful). You’d never guess it from their faces but they like their eggs with tomato, scrambled and covered in sugar.
I like the witch with her broom hanging outside the front door. I suppose that’s the Harry Potter equivalent to parking your Prius on the driveway. She’s also itching to fling her hand at you to curse you with some evil spell, but her other hand is stopping her. Close call Drew.
RAHGENTINIAN! hahaha!
Yeah – if you look she’s a two-mop family, one is probably for weddings and interviews. I took another photo but there was just a toad (skinned) on the floor where she stood. Must’ve backfired.
RAHGENTINIAN, ahhhhhhhhhh ha. Miss you jez