Thursday, 7 November 2013
Monday, 4 November 2013
On Sunday 5 October, nearly 30,000 photographers – myself included – went on over 1,200 photo walks around the world. This is the Scott Kelby Worldwide Photo Walk, and it’s the largest social photography event in the world. After the walk, every photographer is asked to submit one photo for the award. Choosing a single photo was in itself a challenge, and I recruited my Facebook friends to help me decide.
I signed up for the walk via my local photography group, Bangkok Photographers, without really realising what it was. I enjoy doing photography for work and when I travel, but I haven’t done any formal training for years. The group seemed like a good way to hone my skills and learn from other photographers.
On the day of the walk, we met at Saphan Taksin, where the skytrain crosses the Chao Praya river. I recognised walk leader Dennie Cody, his wife DK, and photographers from previous walks, including Madhu and Linda, who I also know socially. Together, we took a ferry up the river to Rajawongse pier, the dropping off point for Bangkok’s Chinatown. We were lucky with the weather – it’s rainy season in Thailand but on this day it was pleasantly cool and dry.
Saturday, 12 October 2013
|A caravan of camels crossing the road outside Murun|
We passed some amazing sights along the way. We drove through woodland where the ground was sprinkled with brightly coloured spring flowers. When we came out into a meadow, it was so dense with flowers that the grass looked canary yellow instead of green. Later, we saw a large eagle that had just killed a rabbit. It moved along the track away from us, dragging its prey with one taloned foot. It spread its wing to fly but the rabbit was too heavy for it to take off. Given the choice, the bird stayed on the ground and slowly hopped out of view.
Monday, 16 September 2013
|Snowcapped mountains emerge from the mist at Khuvsgul Lake|
© Andy Brown/2013/Mongolia
The lake is also a major tourist attraction and, unusually, there was a tarmacked road all the way from the provincial capital Murun. We stopped mid-morning at the southern tip of the lake. Our driver Agi knew the chef at a tourist 'ger' (tent) camp, and he served us tea and snacks. Afterwards, we walked down to the lake. The shore was stony and the water was crystal clear. On reaching the water, the Mongolian tradition is to take a little water in your hand and splash it on your forehead. “This is to give thanks for the water and show respect to nature,” Byamba said, demonstrating.
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
|Herds of livestock wander through the barren landscape of Khuvsgul|
© Andy Brown/2013/Mongolia
I was in Mongolia for three weeks – two in the capital Ulaanbaatar, and one in the remote northern region of Khuvsgul, which borders Siberia. These days, Ulaanbataar is a modern Asian city in the grip of a construction boom. It is centered on Sükhbaatar Square, which is deserted in winter but when I visited in summer was full of children and teenagers running around, playing football and cycling. Parents and grandparents arrived with young children. They climbed the steps of the Parliament building and held the infants up to see the colossal new statue of Chinggis Khan, who sat sternly on a giant throne gazing out across the activity on the square.