We met in 2015 on a rainy day in a capsule hostel in Tokyo on my first solo trip away from Singapore. Connected in our love for the city, and for visual storytelling. We kept in touch sporadically, and met again for the second time in a long while back in Singapore.
Seeing each other again, after all that time, and talking about the things we have been through and accomplished, in many ways seems surreal even as I took these photos of him, and as I write this. It goes to show how the smallest of reasons could be the basis of connection, of which, held strong over an extended period of time, which could be probably be a matter of expectations.
-- Erfi Anugrah
With Anam, things just flow, we just met up on a day we could meet, and took photos around the neighbourhood.
Met this couple on a photo walk. The husband, an excellent illustrator with the ballpoint pen, originally not an artist. He went from politics to being a teacher, and picked this up later in life. The wife, one of the friendliest purveyors of art I have met. We sat down at a beer garden, and talked about each other and got to talking about this very project. They were into it, and were kind enough (and very open I might add) to invite me to their home.
An old friend of ten years, how we met or got to know each other did not begin positively. It was not something that was intended however through that “coerced” relation, we learnt about one another, and especially how we, for the most part, function cognitively on the same wavelength.