the world in my fingertips

They call me Atlas. I'm 23. I love photography. The dream: To travel the world.
Follow me on my adventures. My pictures tell the stories.
At a far away land. N Seoul Tower.
Seoul, South Korea

At a far away land. N Seoul Tower.

Seoul, South Korea

From the top of the Badaling Great Wall.

The Olympic Stadium snowman. Winter 2012.

Beijing, China

Eiffel jump. Summer 2011.

Paris, France

Pudong by night.

Shanghai, China

The mountain ranges of Cameron Highlands.

House along Xintiandi.
Shanghai, China

House along Xintiandi.

Shanghai, China

The natural suburban landscape in Bandung, Indonesia.

The natural suburban landscape in Bandung, Indonesia.

I was walking out of Tiananmen East metro station and a local Chinese man holding on to his child in his hand walking next to me. He started speaking to me in a certain dialect which I’m sure is not Mandarin and I was sure he wasn’t a local Beijinger. I thought he would ask me for directions in the city like a few of the other non-Beijinger Chinese did a day earlier. Then he pointed to the huge ass camera which was slinged on my neck and did a gesture for taking a photograph. He then pointed to his little child which was probably about 3 years old donned in winter clothing. I got the point there that he wanted me to snap a photo of his child. As we walked out of the tunnel, the man still spoke to me in his dialect. I didn’t understood a word he was talking but I sure made him happy as he smiled widely while waving goodbye to me.
The metro was too crowded and too busy that I didn’t have much time to stop and take photo. So I couldn’t stop for long along the tunnel to adjust the manual settings of the camera. Well, here goes the picture of the boy after editing it in black and white.

I was walking out of Tiananmen East metro station and a local Chinese man holding on to his child in his hand walking next to me. He started speaking to me in a certain dialect which I’m sure is not Mandarin and I was sure he wasn’t a local Beijinger. I thought he would ask me for directions in the city like a few of the other non-Beijinger Chinese did a day earlier. Then he pointed to the huge ass camera which was slinged on my neck and did a gesture for taking a photograph. He then pointed to his little child which was probably about 3 years old donned in winter clothing. I got the point there that he wanted me to snap a photo of his child. As we walked out of the tunnel, the man still spoke to me in his dialect. I didn’t understood a word he was talking but I sure made him happy as he smiled widely while waving goodbye to me.

The metro was too crowded and too busy that I didn’t have much time to stop and take photo. So I couldn’t stop for long along the tunnel to adjust the manual settings of the camera. Well, here goes the picture of the boy after editing it in black and white.

I love observing architectures of mosques from around the world. The Masjid Sultan was influenced by the Saracenic style of architecture. The same architectural style for the Taj Mahal. A predominant style adopted in the Malay Peninsula and which was originated from the Mughals.

I love observing architectures of mosques from around the world. The Masjid Sultan was influenced by the Saracenic style of architecture. The same architectural style for the Taj Mahal. A predominant style adopted in the Malay Peninsula and which was originated from the Mughals.