Somehow I just couldn’t stop myself from picking up my camera and shoot the day away. As such I shall present the funeral in documentary style, to show the general proceedings of what went by. If for some reasons the photos should offend you due to personal reasons, taboo or differing customs, I apologise in advance.
For the relatives who wish to have all the photos of the three days I was shooting, please contact me at weishun_koay@hotmail.com.
My elder cousin, observing the face of grandmother.
Uncle gesturing while talking with guests.
“Document for passing”
This little cousin of mine was running and playing with her friends while the family members were praying – and she was soon scolded for that. I shot from the hip for this one, while the composition was a bit off it did show the spontaneity of the moment.
The head monk performing the rituals would scatter food (bun, cookies, sweets and even coins!) around the altar. This had the effect of allowing the hungry ghosts around to come and eat the offerings – and perhaps being blessed by the monk as well. Now would you have screamed if there was something else in the shot…?
An emotional moment for my aunt.
The family members looking at the face of deceased for one last time.
The sealing of the coffin.
It’s just different kinds of beliefs, that’s all.
Incineration of the coffin and what’s inside.
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