ON PADI FIELD As a kampung (village) boy in the 1950s, padi field was one of my 'playing grounds". The fun was catching fish and 'swimming' in the muddy water. My sons grew up in cities of Alor Setar and Kuala Lumpur. They only see padi fields from inside my car. Their feet never get wet or bitten by any leeches. Today, I saw my friend shared photos of paintings of padi field. They look serene and beautiful and it brings back memories of my childhood. I hope to learn to paint padi fields in watercolours.
Musings on photography and my photos.