Motorcycle Taxi Drivers
Among various means of transportation in Bangkok, somehow motorcycle taxis hold special appeal for me. At first I observe and sketch from afar, but later I learn how convenient it is to be offered a short ride at a low cost. These drivers are experts. Even a gigantic piece of luggage can be squeezed into the small space in front of the seat. Take a motorcycle taxi if you don't want to be trapped in an annoying traffic jam!
Motorcycle taxi drivers usually gather at the entrance to an alley. When there are no passengers, they would eat, phub, or just relax. I am particularly impressed by their black bandanas, but don't worry. They are not going to rob a bank.
There is a long queue waiting to take a motorcycle taxi during rush hour.
Monks clad in orange robes are eye-catching in a big city. They are everywhere in Bangkok. In fact, they also lead very modern lives. Attention: Women can't have any physical contact with them, which is especially challenging in crowded MRT or BTS carriages.
High school students in uniforms are part of the cityscape. Students from some schools even tie up their hair in the same style.
College students also wear uniforms. The shirt is basically tight-fitting, and there are different choices for the skirt in terms of length and styles. The girls can wear their own shoes or sandals, which makes them look more mature than high school kids.
However, there are no straps on the belt, so the belt would often slip up and down.
I spend an afternoon in the cafeteria in Chulalongkorn University. I notice that everyone's uniforms are neatly ironed. Most of the students immediately get down to studies after lunch and have enthusiastic discussions about their questions.
Apart from student uniforms, the police uniforms are tight-fitting too.
I have thought long and hard about begging one BTS policeman for a photo shot, but I do not have enough courage. This is the best picture I can get.
I am also interested in observing the flower vendors that are constantly making flower wreaths.
One day I run into a fish vendor selling fish in plastic bags.
If you are heading to nearby cities from Bangkok, chances are that you have to buy tickets and take minivans from Victory Monument BTS station. At 6:30 a.m., against the indigo sky, a line of ticket sellers wearing coats sit in a rickety shed. There's something about the image that makes me want to sketch it.
Many vendors in Damnoen Saduak Floating Market are middle-aged or old ladies who are really skilled at rowing boats.
There isn't much space for the ingredients or food on the boat. They have to fight for tourists' attention in time before the boats move away, which makes me feel that this is a competitive profession.
The restaurant where I eat in Chatukcha even hires a singer with a drummer to attract customers. Thai men seem to have a like for growing a beard.
Uncle McDonald in Thailand is as humble and full of gratitude as most people here.
I can't repress my desire to draw Ramakian before going through the customs in the airport!