The free print got larger to A4 size this year; there was free sensor cleaning service (though his viewfinder got more dust after the service) and he got to drink his virgin can of Red Bull while waiting for the print. Plus there was this Tristan guy blabbering about the noble cause of photography.
Just like last year, from 7am to 10pm, it was certainly a day well spent. For the four of them, taking the photography challenges while traveling between Suntec City, Chinatown, Vivocity and Esplanade area proved to be both a great physical and mental workout. No prizes were won, but that was almost already assumed.
Based on the results, there is certainly a change in the overall judging standard this time around. Unlike last year where there were much wow factors, there were instead more of wtf’s this time. He is not surprised that people are complaining, but he accepts that everyone has the freedom of what, where, who and how to shoot. Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree?
Change is coming, sooner or later. He took this picture that morning while leaving his home. He submitted it for the first theme despite fully aware of it violating the rules.
Incomprehensible Dreams. Don’t ask.
