In Mandalay, expressions of religion, spirituality, and devotion were interwoven with daily life in a way I’d never experienced before. Not far from my home I could locate mosques, Hindu and Nepali Temples, and Christian churches. But Buddhism was dominant, as a philosophy, a religion, and a practice. The monastery a half block away woke me up each morning with a drum. A bit later, monks walked down my street with their alms bowls, accepting rice from local residents. Later still, the pink-robed nuns came by and sang at the gate. The immersion into a Buddhist culture was something I couldn’t have anticipated and which I deeply appreciated. I often visited places where the physical manifestations of this culture were on display, as shown in this set of photographs.