The Beauty of Traditional Market

So stuck with the idea for Photography Journalism’s  mid-term project, I decided to bring the simplest topic for the photo essay. Traditional Market. I chose the nearest market from my house, Pasar Ciputat, which is well-known for it’s poor managed condition, mound of trash and as worst as hell traffic.  Surprisingly, there’re still some beauty hidding behind the dust. With the very  limited skill in photography ( I rarely take great pictures even for narcissistic purpose), I managed to get some colourful and speakable pictures.

Never praise for Pasar Ciputat before, but eventually I have to take back all the vituperation I throwed.  I believe every traditional market wherever  it is must have it’s own story and beauty.

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