OLD MAN IN ZHUJIAJIAO (POTD)

This frame was taken in Zhujiajiao, one of those ancient water towns that survive on the edge of Shanghai’s relentless expansion, like a memory that refuses to be erased.

Stone bridges arc gently over narrow canals. The water moves slowly, carrying reflections rather than traffic. Here, time does not stop—but it hesitates. You can feel it in the worn steps polished by centuries of footsteps, in the quiet patience of the buildings leaning toward the water, in the muted rhythm of daily life unfolding far from the glass towers only an hour away.

What draws me to Zhujiajiao is not its postcard beauty, but its resistance. This is a place that still negotiates its identity between preservation and pressure, between lived reality and curated heritage. Locals pass through the frame without ceremony, unbothered by the cameras that hunt for nostalgia. For them, this is not history—it is simply home.

I like this image because it holds that tension. It is calm, almost meditative, yet fragile. A reminder that China’s future often advances at the expense of its past, and that places like this survive only as long as they are inhabited, not staged.

Photography, here, becomes an act of listening rather than taking. Observing how light settles on stone, how water softens everything it touches, how life continues quietly while the world accelerates elsewhere.

Photo of the day — April 2023, Zhujiajiao (China), Sony RX1R2