A popular Andrew Lloyd Webber song goes "Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation.," lyrics that almost every night owl like me can easily relate to. In the scheme of sleeping during the day and being up and about during the night, it is not easy at all to spend a full time job at a time of day when we should all be tucked in bed and be snoring away. Working during the night, however, brings about a unique experience incomparable to any other. For some , it's the caffeine rush they get from their venti cups of lattes and cappuccinos. For others it's the experience of sharing the same lifestyle with those halfway across the globe. There may even be people addicted to the zombie like experience of being half-awake or should I say half asleep. Whatever it may be, my personal unique experience is that with every phone ring I make, with each tippity-tap on the keyboard, each Hi, Hello and how do you do, is my way of helping make the music of the night. What's your experience?
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The Only Way I Know How...
The only way I know of how to please Dad is through my photos. He, being the mastermind of my family's photographic interest, played a major part in my struggle to be the best photographer I can be. With him being in the States and us, being here in the Philippines, the distance between us has grown much much much more as he has joined his Creator exactly 40 days to this date. There is nothing much I can do, Dad, than to continue our shared passion, to which I say through this photo, that I love you so much and that I am sorry for not being a good son to you. May you always watch over us as we continue on with your legacy here on Earth. May you rest in peace and say hello to Daddy George, Uncle Jones, Uncle Paks, and those who have gone before us, We love you and we truly miss you... I hope and pray somehow, that you read my last earthly message to you.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Champyeeens!
Photo: Kobe Bryant holding trophies. Credit: Ronald Martinez/Getty ImagesI have jinxed the Lakers Championship hopes in the past by writing a blog or two about how deserving they are of the elusive Larry O'Brien Trophy. After last season's painful loss in the finals to the Boston Celtics, I abstained from writing any article that would relate to Kobe Bryant and the Lakers in fear of jinxing the Olympic Campaign and the 2009 NBA season as well. Now, I am free to write at last of how genuinely happy and triumphant I feel for the NBA team that I have religiously followed since Philippine Cable TV began. So, without further ado, I present to you o dear Kobe Bryant [slash] Laker haters, the 2009 Larry O'Brien trophy and the Bill Russel Trophy to loathe and cry upon. Yes Kobe, you are VINDICATED! and so am I. =)
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What's that? LeBro who? Dwyane who? Shaq who? Pffffft... =P
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Those Eyes...
Five years after graduating from college and 3 years since this blog, here I am still asking myself what I'm really good at. What I'm really good for. Right now I am fairly convinced that life is but a matter of circumstance, meaning that we are where we are because it was predetermined, not because of our own choices but because it has a been decided upon by something beyond our willful control. Now I am posting this because I want someone, anyone, to refute what I have just stated. Let me believe, again, that life is a matter of personal choices, a box of chocolates. I made a choice alright, I picked the one with lots of coconut in it, me don't like dry, sandy coconut. Is it my fault then??? Why do I have this strange feeling that you are looking down on me...
Huwat Is?
Photography is an endeavor like no other. It is where science and art meets, where subjectivity blends well with objectivity. No other art form is as intense in logic and as precise in emotion as Photography. By far, photography is my river, where both my thoughts and emotions connive in its own freeflow.
