In 2013, thanks to the only positive effect of the haze caused by Indonesian forest fires, the light in Singapore took on a pinkish hue. Everything looked slightly blushed and powdered. Wandering around the dreamy streets, it suddenly struck me: I’m in Nguan’s world. Nguan: the Singaporean photographer whose works depict the city as a pastel-toned suburbia. In them, the tropical glare is muted and poetry found in crumbling blocks, empty corridors and shuttered shops. Often alone and staring straight…
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