Not all who wander are lost — some are just barefoot, over-caffeinated, and deeply curious. Frank in Asia is where a social anthropologist turns everyday moments into quiet reflections.

From jungle paths to neon buzz, Asia invites you in and unravels you gently. It’s patient, unpredictable, and strangely familiar.
You arrive as a visitor — and leave wondering who you were before.

Asia holds a thousand lifetimes in a single street. One turn brings prayer bells, the next brings frying oil and children playing in alleyways. It teaches without words — through rhythm, repetition, and really good noodles.

A place where incense meets engine noise, where silence lives between chaos and ritual. You don’t just visit Asia — it lingers in your lungs, your skin, your stories. Here, you’ll find a few of mine — told through images, video, and words collected slowly along the way.

I hope something here finds you — the way Asia found me.