Shot as is.

None of this was styled. No linen napkins, no soft light, no time.

This is what I saw. The piles of herbs. The blur of raw flesh. A mountain of rambutans that looked like a still life painted in a rush. I didn’t move anything. Didn’t wait for the “good angle.”

Because sometimes—especially in markets like this—if you pause to perfect it, you miss it.

This blog (and one day, the YouTube channel) will be full of moments like these. Messy, fast, imperfect. But real. And sometimes? Real is enough. Next time: maybe something styled. (Or maybe not.) I’ll keep snapping. You keep wandering by.

Frogs and snails in Chiang Mai fresh food markets Thailand.