Just got back from visiting Malaysia for 3 weeks.

I hadn’t been back in 14 years but I felt an odd familiarity as soon as i stepped out of the airport. I met most of my extended family for the first time. Having so much family all around was new to me, but they definitely made me feel very welcomed. It allowed me to experience the culture from within as opposed to simply experiencing it from a tourist’s point of view.

The many differences, both positive and negative, I have experienced has truly made me appreciate and recognize the differences of growing up and living in New Zealand.

A selection of a numerous amount of observation and doodles during my time in Malaysia from my notebook. And a sketch on the flight back.