Bangkok

Bangkok does not have a centre. It has layers, and the only way to move through them is to stop trying to organise them into something coherent. The Grand Palace in the morning, the narrow klong behind the ferry terminal in the afternoon, Chinatown at night when the neon signs take over and the street vendors are still at it at midnight. This project covers several of those layers. The Grand Palace complex and Wat Phra Kaew, where the detail of a single Yaksha guardian demon takes up an entire frame and the Royal Guards march past without looking at anyone. Wat Arun at sunset from across the Chao Phraya, first as a silhouette, then up close on the staircase. The Maeklong railway market, where the train runs through the stalls and the vendors pull in their awnings to let it pass. The floating market at Damnoen Saduak, vendors rowing between boats with practiced indifference to the cameras. Chinatown in the rain. Bangkok is overwhelming on purpose. These are the parts worth slowing down for