The Grand Machine

The machine has started working again. Gears grinding, wheels turning. Steel biting into concrete, into earth. Men with burnt skin carry heavy loads on their backs, only slightly lighter than the burden in their own hearts. Giant cranes stand tall near and far, swinging their necks from side to side. This grand machine turns fresh …

Sustenance

Strive not to live with nature, but to be embrace our place within it. A recent assignment brought me to Kampung Pinggan Jaya, Kuching to look at the community ran gula apong industry. For Pak Mahli, work is a daily ritual of slipping into his yellow gum boots and strapping a can of burning mosquito …