Framed by tall grass and evening sky, a father and son pose with a wau. The LED light lifts them from the dusk, reminding the viewer that stories of place, family and joy are always worth illuminating.
IN the grey hush of early morning, before sunlight spilled across the streets, Kota Baru stirred with quiet purpose.
The market hadn’t yet opened – no shouting vendors, no haggling over greens. Just workers unloading crates from trucks, stacking vegetables in silence.
