Meet the toothpick. He was produced somewhere in Vietnam, but travelled together with me to Cambodia. It became dear to me.
With the imperfect form it serves as a symbol.
That things are simple in Asia.
Simple, but at the same time rough like an uncut diamond in waiting for his beauty to be discovered.
Rough like life sometimes is to people here.
Still they remain happy, cheerful and optimistic. How could one not admire them?