Bali Street 2

From courtyard games to koi ponds, jungle canopy, and a volcano lost in cloud — an island roll on 35mm color negative.

Bali, Bali, Indonesia / 35mm color negative (stock unidentified) / Bali Street 2 — Bali collection, 35mm film archive

The roll opens in a courtyard where two kinds of ritual share the same brick paving: a carved stone urn and guardian statues hold the steps of a red-tiled pavilion, while a basketball hoop with a sagging chain net stands its ground under a frangipani tree. Nobody is playing and nobody is praying — the frame just lets the two arrangements face each other across the grass.

Then the ground itself takes over. Koi crowd a dark pond in orange, white, and calico, dimpling the surface while a pair of flame-printed sneakers waits at the edge of the boards, their owner clearly deciding whether to linger. Nearby, a concrete staircase cuts a hard diagonal across a wall gone black and green with weather, philodendron leaves pressing up from below as if the garden intends to reclaim the geometry one step at a time.

The last frames pull back and up: a canopy of tree ferns and hardwoods packed so dense it reads as texture rather than forest, then a volcano across a valley, its old dark lava field spilling downslope while cloud sits on the summit like a lid. The roll ends where light does — a near-black night exposure holding nothing but two smears of green-gold glow, the film grain doing all the remaining talking.

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Bali / Street Photography / Night Photography / Stairs / Nature / Temples & Shrines

Images

A basketball hoop with a chain net stands on brick paving in front of a Balinese pavilion with a red-tiled roof, stone statues, and a carved stone urn, framed by a frangipani tree.
The hoop and the shrine keep the same hours. Chain net, frangipani shade, guardians on the steps.
Orange, white, and calico koi swim in a dark pond, with a person's flame-patterned sneakers visible at the edge of wooden boards on the right.
The pond negotiates with the sneakers. The koi, as always, win the argument by simply continuing.
A bare concrete staircase runs diagonally across a weathered wall stained black and green, with large philodendron leaves and groundcover growing at its base.
Stairs going somewhere the moss already went. The garden files its counterclaim one leaf at a time.
A dense tropical forest canopy fills the entire frame, seen from above, with fan-shaped tree ferns scattered among darker hardwood crowns.
No horizon, no path, no argument — just canopy, all the way to the edges of the frame.
A volcano with dark lava fields on its lower slopes rises across a forested valley, its summit hidden under a thick bank of cloud beneath a pale blue sky.
The mountain keeps its head in the weather. The old lava field below shows what it says when it does speak.
A very dark, grainy night frame shows two blurred streaks of yellow-green light against near-black, one angling in from the lower left and one glowing at the right.
The roll runs out of light and keeps shooting anyway. Two green ghosts, and grain for everything else.