More than 200 hopeful competitors, submitting 1500 pictures, entered this year’s 3rd All Myanmar Photography Festival. They are vying for the prize in six categories: Pictorial Monochrome, Pictorial Colour, Nature Study, Street Photography, Portraiture and Photo Essay (under the theme “Night Market”), from March 11 to 13.
In honour of International Women’s Day, Myanmar Times correspondents Myo Satt, Shwe Yee Saw Myint, and Emily Spink asked women (and men) their opinions on the state of the issues most affecting women in Myanmar.
Across the world some cities have become synonymous with the taxis driven on their roads: the Hindustan Ambassador in Delhi, Hackney Carriages in London or yellow cabs in New York. Yangon has its very own pet vehicle: thee Toyota Probox.
Lots of people like to sing. Some even can. But until lately, there were few chances for young people to receive the skills and training they needed. How were they supposed to enter all those singing competitions? Myanmar Entertainment Business Centre might just be able to answer that question.
Battle-hardened officers, pampered children of the business elite, svelte athletes, muscular boxers, the hot female tennis player, the accountant, the housewife, the trishaw driver: They are all putty in his hands. No, he is not the president of the Union, nor even above the president. “They just call me ‘the masseur’,” he says.
Maybe it’s a test. After all, if you want to train people to reach remote and inaccessible locations by navigating hazardous seas and risking their necks in unsafe and unreliable means of transport, what better way is there than this? I’m talking, of course, about the Ministry of Transport, and about Myanmar Maritime University.