wishes..

it's never in the equipment?
well let them keep telling themselves that..
it's just like not-so-beautiful people reassuring themselves that it's beauty on the inside that matters..
no matter what people say...
it's still a LOT of fun to have toys around..

i got a soul but i'm not a soldier
i got a soul but i'm not a soldier

but after feeling his round, hard, cylindrical contours..
i felt i was a fully-equiped soldier ready for any battle..
bring it on..

sayang lang kc hiniram ko lang cya..
hahahahah. i am but a borrowed soldier..
on call, freelance, and for rent..
hahahahahahahahahahhaha

ease your move..

we're goin to a nice place














people movin' out..
people movin' in..
all because of the color of the skin..

sister act just jump-started me..

this was taken right after a gig in makati..
we had breakfast at around 6..
then homeward bound it was..
this early in the morning,
there was this moving truck..
the men looked so grouchy..
isn't it that most of the time..
when we move,
we always go to a better place, a bigger place, a cozier home..
i hope this was a good move for them..
sure didn't look like it..
but then again..
maybe it was the time.
i myself, am not a morning person..

thoughts to self: BENCH - simply human...

right through me

he is my soulmate..













i was on my way home from an interview..
not knowing that the REAL INTERVIEW was yet to come.
as usual, i was playing around with my bebe..
this boy taps on my window asking for money.
i never give money.
so i looked though my bag finding only 4 pieces of candy.
he's not THAT young that candy would make his day..
but i thought that candy was better than nothing..
then i closed the window....
because jover was concerned someone might grab my bebe..
then the boy moved toward the driver's side. he starts cleaning the windshield..
jover gave him money so he would leave.
but even after the "payoff"..
he stayed.
he stared at me as if there wasn't any tinted glass between us.
he went through the tint, through my lens, my viewfinder..
and ultimately right through me..
as if he knew me..
and he had a something urgent to tell me about him..
or maybe even about me..
that's what i love about taking photos..
there's always an underlying story behind everything..
and hopefully, one day..
i can figure out what each story is trying to tell me..
and work for their happy ending..

huff and puff

it's been back and forth from makati to sta. mesa.
it gets a little agitating sometimes not being able to go where i please without asking permission.
it comes with the cultural territory i guess..

to keep myself busy, i bought a 70-300mm..
just to explore the peeping tom side of me..
that's when "street smart" started..
check this out..

so anyways.. stanley.. (yes i named my lens)
he kept me busily happy during rush hour..
then i saw a RAINBOOH.. my first. what luck:)

pears and cocktails

manila is where im supposed to be right now..
taking photos has been an outlet for me for as long as i can recall..
never thought that i would end up wanting to pursue it as a carreer..
but yes. i want to. i haven't the slightest clue how...

so it's a photo a day to keep my mind busy..
since my fingers and eyes aren't challenged much lately..

this photo was taken when my mum bought a box of HAMAZING strawberries..
the taste.. to die for.. the sweetness tingled from my tongue through every nerve in my body...
what could i do?


















SHOOT IT...
nothing could stop me..
then i gobbled it all up like the wolf to an old lady in some fairytale..