Day 1 - Pilot/Introduction

Perhaps the most intriguing part about the art of Photography is not the shot of the environment it upholds, but rather the amount of effort invested into making the single frame possible.

Same goes for Cinematography, Culinary Arts, Drama Performances, and Art Exhibitions: you need to edit for hours to get the perfect 5 second roll call, cook to perfection for people to admire you, act as if you are the character to receive admiration, and express your emotions through shapes and colors. There are so many other disciplines that require a vast pool of experience to perfect the arts.

Photography is a discipline no different from its counterparts: you need the eye to perceive what it will look like when you press the button, the physique to travel miles to get the perfect frame, and the dedication.

That's what I like about photography - that's also the reason why I'd like to share with you some of my works today. Enjoy.

Behind the busy face of Chinese University of Hong Kong is a jungle-like forest, full with wildlife and exotic plants. Few roads venture this territory, and even fewer photographers tend to walk around this side of the campus.

I pick up my camera, polished and brushed, and venture down the road.

It's almost evening. During the Autumn, the evenings are beautiful. A light eastward breeze skip my face, and the warm sunshine pad the greens. The gorgeous smell of flowers and fermented leaves fill the air, and there's nobody around you. You are alone with your thoughts.

Photography takes my mind out of studies for a brief period of time; unfortunately, this is also a period of time where I miss my home - my family meals, my dusty room and my siblings.

I carry on walking with the hopes that the clouds I see would be the same ones my home will see in a couple of hours - perhaps even in a couple of days. The clouds are my messengers, and my messengers are full of Nostalgia.

Photography also masks a lot of regrets I have; I gain my own peace when the darkness retreats behind the leaves and the cracks below the dark cement road. They'll be back when the sun ventures down.

It's Autumn, so a lot of the trees are dead. Ironically, they become good victims as my photography subjects.

The clouds too, can be unforgivably beautiful.

Behind CUHK is this really high-end town, complete with billionaire mansions, pools, and beach-side runs. Half of the town is still under construction.

Some would say artificial and industrial gears make up for bad photography, but I can't disagree more.

There's also this Science museum with a really nice fountain place. I increase my Shutter speed on my camera and capture the water.

All the fun and time pass by, and the darkness creeps back. I snap one last picture to enjoy the moment.

I slide the camera back into my bag and venture back to my dormitory.

• J