A man with his bicycle on the beach, early summer 2024, Nha Trang, Vietnam. — from "Snippets from the Unsent Postcards"
“Snippets from the Unsent Postcards” is a series where I finally share the photographs that have been sitting too long in my camera roll. I used to think that these images were not compelling enough to stand on their own, yet they held a quiet charm that I couldn’t let go of — or perhaps I simply forgot to share them.
The forgetful nature gives the series its name, a fitting excuse for me to showcase these photos. Through this process, I’ve come to appreciate more beauty in the mundane, fleeting, and imperfect. This continuing series celebrates those overlooked moments, inviting me—and others—to find meaning and wonder in what might have otherwise been discarded.
Stay tuned for more 🦡
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“đi đà lạt miết không chán à”
No, because there’s always something about dalat that tempts me to go back.
Im bewitched, beguiled,
lost, found, searched, bewildered,
Dalat knows im a dreamer, a travel lover, a loner, wanderlust.
a lover
to love, love, and loved
the verdant garden of the evergreen shimmers,
while the whole city is disturbed by the noise, the smoke, the loud anticipation,
for a city of dream,
to dream is a notion, and dreamers are fools
but fools live the best life,
they walk the streets like they own them, look at the trees like wonders, lit up by the dew drops on the leaves, stop to smell the flowers, walk for hours, and hours, and hours, hours,…
[….]
![“đi đà lạt miết không chán à”No, because there’s always something about dalat that tempts me to go back.Im bewitched, beguiled,lost, found, searched, bewildered,Dalat knows im a dreamer, a travel lover, a loner, wanderlust.a loverto love, love, and lovedthe verdant garden of the evergreen shimmers,while the whole city is disturbed by the noise, the smoke, the loud anticipation,for a city of dream,to dream is a notion, and dreamers are foolsbut fools live the best life,they walk the streets like they own them, look at the trees like wonders, lit up by the dew drops on the leaves, stop to smell the flowers, walk for hours, and hours, and hours, hours,…[….]](https://sp1.picnob.com/p/pt_6853332024275753456971_0_047e9aa0e6a4e00343cc4b310b3f1bd6.jpg?o=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&h=f7a0a9c847eaca8eccbeb1a6bb2e07ad)
