Intha Fishermen use old style basket nets to catch fish in shallow Inle Lake in North Myanmar. They also still use their unique form of rowing called leg rowing so they can see into the water while propelling the boat. This is the only place this style of rowing can be found in the world.

The final days of India’s Sonepur Mela just after Kartik Purnima where Asia’s largest animal fair is located and has been for centuries is also home to a large fairgrounds where thousand come from all over India. There are rudimentary roller coasters and ferris wheels, men in cars circling around the vertical “wall of death” and food of all kinds. The crowds are shoulder to shoulder. Our arrival has made the morning newspaper and we are pressed towards the dignitaries and politicians to join them in the presentations and photo shoots. The two of us are just another attraction and the subject of hundreds of selfies each day. Located beside other toy bubble makers is the chief rival. Children are attracted to the soapy bubbles and the toy represents an affordable souvenir to rural farming families.

This man rows you from one side of the river to the other. This is a brackish river that separates a small village to the place where buses congregate to take visitors to Baka National Park from Kuching, Borneo.

Paddling through the canals of Inle Lake, around floating vegetable gardens, stilted homes hovering a metre over the glassy water. Dragon flies invade the prow of the canoe and you can hear only the water as it drips off the paddle onto the surface of the lake. You breathe slowly, quietly, as if you are trying to hear an intruder in your own home. You want to take it all in.

The main street in Varanasi is an unofficial divider, so it seems, between the Hindu and the Muslim populations. A group of men take turns and crouching down and hammering out metal brackets meant to hold metal pipes against a wall.

The older women of the Iban Tribe Lemenak River Longhouse are the traditional tattoo artists and usually have their arms tattooed with their best work. This is a very painful process involving a small wooden club, a makeshift needle and ground charcoal.

Iban himself, it takes a man like this one to get you up the remote Lemenak River to meet up with the Iban tribes that line the river deep into the Borneo jungle and sometimes many days travel to get there.

Packed trains in Sri Lanka slowly pass each other to and from a trip from Ella to Kandi deep within the mountainous tea country of that country. The mismatched tracks can make for a bumpy ride, but it is the perfectly manicured tea bushes that capture the imagination. This train trip should easily be considered a world heritage site. The whole day trip is a great way to meet monks on their way to Kandi where the Temple of the Relic Tooth of the Buddha brings in hundreds, even thousands of worshippers.

Angkor Wat receives almost 1 million visitors a year, however they are all concentrated around a handful of sites amongst Angkor City. Angkor city, built in the early 9th century was the largest pre- industrialized city in the world at over 1000 square kilometres. It survived to 1431 when it was sacked. Research is showing that it housed more than 1 million people at one time. It was known as the hydraulic city because of its complicated water dispensing and delivery systems. Here actors take a break from posing in pictures with tourists.

Young boys everywhere seem to address their curiosity with a visitor before any other concern. It is magical how they always exude a confidence that belies their age.

Petronas Towers in Kuala Lumpur.

Hsinbyume Pagoda is a gleaming white painted pagoda built in 1861 that is meant to depict the mythical Mount Meru. Lay monks use umbrellas to shade themselves from the blazing sun.

Cambodian Pol Pot Regime survivor. Even after seeing unspeakable atrocities Mr. Philli still exudes a rich and open joy for life. His stories broke my heart and brought the entire history of Battambang, Cambodia into colour.

Women haul huge baskets of wet sand up the steep banks of the Mandalay boat jetty into groaning dump trucks bound for building sites in the core of the city. Mandalay, Myanmar.

Even in the aftermath of losing homes, family and belongings, a child can seem to see through all of it in an instant. A simple sound of a fart is a universal recipe for unbridled and ecstatic laughter and suddenly the sadness is gone, and for a moment, it is replaced entirely by the soul of a young mind ready to take on the world.

Carnies are the same all over the world! Looking tough is all a part of living a life at night and in the streets: confident half smiles, brass knuckled belt buckles, popped collars and muscle shirts. These boys are setting up their human powered ferris wheel in the dirt streets of Mandalay, Myanmar. Soon, families from the area will come through and they will be the stars of the evening as they run up and down the whirling contraption. They swing from the bottom of the seats willing the wheel to move ever faster. The children on board shriek in mock terror. The wheel creaks and moans in protest and the carnival boys simply look more and more at home.

Judging ceremonial dance at the National Indigenous Cultural Expo 2018 can be pretty difficult. Judges must provide a score for “regalia” the competitors wear, but also their form during the performance. Highest points win money but also pride. 

He was the biggest dog I had ever met. On a trip to purchase a Great Dane we found on Kijiji came into acquaintance of a certain Mister Oliver Cromwell. His head was bigger than mine and he lived in a trailer home with a sweet lady. This gentleman made an instant connection with me and you could feel it. We left with the other Dane, but the owner of the two dogs said she felt that connection happen. She said no to the other buyers in line for him and pleaded with me to make the trip out again to pick up Oliver. She wanted no money. She only wanted him to be with his soul mate. He got in my car and lived with us for 9 years until cancer eventually surpassed his treatments and he left me almost two years ago. RIP sir!