I had several half-baked notions of street:      

  • It was just a photo journalistic record of life.
  • It was black and white and tack sharp shots.
  • It was coffee table books. 

But then I realised, the only limits to what one can create are right there in one’s mind. So why limit yourself? Thanks to FYV 2018, street is no longer any of those jaundiced opinions to me. It’s shapes and sizes and colours and patterns. It’s the nuances of everyday frozen on a canvas inviting the viewer to use their imagination to come up with a interpretation.