Arsonists and Used Matchsticks
light fuse,
run away.
7:24 AM, Some People Are Heroes, Some People Take Photos.
Monday, January 26, 2009

I really shouldn't have been there. I wasn't in the way or anything, but my presence was pointless. I stood amongst onlookers... Factory workers, Police, The Kiasu Singaporean. And there I stood, taking photos of the Firemen running all over the place.

Eventually, the Fuzz chased me off. But they weren't the only ones irritated at me. Someone, whom I assumed was a factory worker got ass pissy at me for taking photos. I mean, what did he want me to do, put out the fire with my camera?

Yea, I know the factory was on fire and all and it's like I wanted it to happen. But hey, it's on fire now and I'd like to take a few photos is it's all the same.

So, there's that. My first attempt at Photojournalism. Heh, I am such a wannabe photographer...

As for the poor quality, allow me to give excuses. I didn't want to use flash incase they got distracted and run over by a fire truck so I had to settle for shit shutter speeds. And for the grainy photos that's because I forgot to set my ISO and I was using a really fucked up telephoto lens.