Photography

Tillandsia Ionantha in flower

Some years ago my mother was given six airplants, Latin name Tillandsia Ionantha – these are small epiphytic plants native to central and south America that do not have roots and draw moisture and nutrients directly from the environment. They only need to be misted every few days and they otherwise look after themselves. When my mother was looking after them they never flowered for some reason. They normally look like this: 2-3 inches across, with very subtly attractive green and silver-grey foliage. They are secured to some driftwood using wire ties, just to give them a surface to sit on. I always thought they were pretty but somewhat mundane.

After my mother passed away I took over the garden, having apprenticed under her for many years. This past couple of weeks the largest of the airplants started to develop a central crown of red leaves and then a beautiful flower! This flower is just a masterclass in beauty and delicate detail, from the subtle red gradation of the leaves to the deep purple of the slender petals accompanied by the vibrant yellow and white of the stamens and pistils. All done without any sort of training or direction, but silently instructed by the hand of the Lord God Almighty. Truly his works are great and marvelous to behold.

I’m not sure why this plant has decided to flower now, but I take it as a sign that it is pleased with the new management.

Tillandsia Ionantha in flower.

Last Friday Nite @ SMU

I recently covered a student music event at Singapore Management University entitled Last Friday Nite. There were eight student bands playing over the course of the evening, and all of them brought their A-game. Everyone had a great time, although it was incredibly hot. This is one of the definitive images from the night.

The Lead Singer of the band “Cauliflowers” giving it her all.

It has always struck me that images like this one exist for only a split second as captured by the camera, and that nobody actually sees them until after the event when they are lovingly extracted from amongst the hundreds of images shot on the night. I guess that is why video will never replace photography – they are both essential storytelling tools, one emphasizing the viewer’s passage through time, the other focusing on that one moment, forever frozen in immortality.

So well done Alyssa, you picked up the planet and slammed it into the crowd!

More images from #LastFridaynight2023 can be seen on my Instagram page.

Figure, receding.

Photo © 2023 Bruno Goh Luse.

I love liminal spaces. Those in-between, transitional spaces that exist and yet do not exist. The places in between places, that people move through to get to where they are going. The places where people do not tarry, because they believe that the temporary should not become the permanent, that the destination is more important than the journey. Nothing to see here, move along. This isn’t the space you’ve been looking for.

But these spaces very often hold magic for my mind. They are otherness in our world of being and ordering. Negative in positive, things that exist yet are unreal, unrecognizable to most people. I love to linger in these spaces, let them speak to me, absorb their thoughts and energy.

Artistically this particular space abounds with juxtaposition: light and dark, horizontals and verticals, completion and incompletion, vanishing points laid one upon another upon another. All there for the seeing, for the taking in. How fortunate we are to have eyes to see these things and minds that can comprehend them.