A variety of fresh produce was lined up in the market aisles of Bago. Vegetables were being sold and fish were being sold as well. People had set up shop on the edges of the aisles, so the aisles were cluttered with sellers, goods and shoppers.
While I was wandering the aisles, I came to a fish store. A female shopkeeper was squatting with a round chopping board in front of her. On the chopping board was a fish, and the woman was about to chop it open. The woman must have finished slicing a number of fish, because the chopping board was littered with fish piles.
In the foreground, I saw a boy who appeared to be the fishmonger's son sitting on a stone. The boy, who had been poking his cheekbones in the air, was watching his mother process the fish in a boring manner. He wasn't at all interested in his mother's work, but it was as if he was forced to watch out of obligation. At this age, they may feel repulsed by what their parents do, but they may not be interested in it. In any case, the boy gave his mother's minions a cold stare.
August 22, 2019
SONY ALPHA 7R II
SONNAR T* FE 55MM F1.8 ZA