Today is all about the street.
When I’m in the city, I feel like the street is the most honest place to look. It’s where everyday life happens without filters—people rushing, shoes tapping on metal plates, bodies moving past each other like waves that never stop. Everyone has somewhere to be, and the pace is so fast that we rarely pause to notice what’s happening at the edges.
That’s why I like street photography. It invites me to slow down in a world that keeps speeding up.
In these photos, I focused on small details that usually disappear in the background: the textured post that quietly stands guard, the blur of a step passing by, and the bits of dirt and rubbish resting near the curb. These aren’t “pretty” subjects in the usual sense, but they are real. They’re part of the city’s daily rhythm. The streets carry both movement and mess, and somehow they coexist without anyone making a big deal about it.
City life is like that too—complex.
Life can be tough here, but there’s comfort in the routine. You can expect something great to happen on an ordinary day, and at the same time, you know things can go horribly wrong without warning. That contrast is what makes the city feel alive. It’s unpredictable, noisy, and sometimes unforgiving… yet it still holds little moments worth noticing.
I want my photos to reflect that: the balance between chaos and quiet, between passing footsteps and forgotten corners. Even the rubbish on the roadside becomes part of the story—evidence that someone was here, that time moved forward, that life continued.
The street tells the truth, and today I tried to capture it.
Have a great day ahead.
”To see in color is a delight for the eye, but to see in black and white is delight for the soul.”
