THE EGONGOTS

An enlightenment I picked up somewhere for this covidlization: The World says “PANIC, PANIC EVERYTHING IS OUT OF CONTROL” The Buddhist says “Relax, relax, everything is out of control” ___ There is a healing process going on. Silent and painful. I have to look back at the Egongots. See if there is a sign of … Continue reading THE EGONGOTS

BINTANA PHOTOGRAPHY: WHEN YOU HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD BUT CAN’T GO OUT

Home quarantine an ordeal for you? For street photographers, it’s twice the agony. I was aching to see the empty streets of Manila yesterday, and got the opportunity (and legitimate reason) to drive around so. The feel was incredibly eerie. The barren city seemed like a lay of the land unknown to us. Driving was … Continue reading BINTANA PHOTOGRAPHY: WHEN YOU HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD BUT CAN’T GO OUT

HOMELESSNESS

On this day in 2008, I started malate.wordpress.com. In glorification of Manila’s finest district: Malate. My adopted battleground. Ironically, today, on this same date, and for an ordinary reason, I am leaving the place. After twelve years of residency. Let me see. I have been to Malolos. I have been to Quezon city. I have … Continue reading HOMELESSNESS

THIS MESSAGE WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE DAYS. PHILIPPINE TIME.

I’m taking the annual Scott Kelby Worldwide Photowalk (SKWWPW) in Paete, Laguna on Saturday, October 5, 2019. Photographers, street photographers, travel photographers, amateurs, pros, hobbyists, or simply looking around. If you are somewhere near, this is your chance to photowalk the place. Paete is a good place for photography. An artisan’s realm. The Carving Capital … Continue reading THIS MESSAGE WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE DAYS. PHILIPPINE TIME.

PARTING SHOT

Jun Jacolbe is not my mentor. Not even my idol. I don’t really know the man. But he transformed the way I view photography forever. Unwittingly. One day not too long ago, I sat on a banquet table across this gray-haired gray-goateed stranger, eavesdropping on his conversation with another guy about black and white street … Continue reading PARTING SHOT

SLEEPWALK

The Cereal Killer and I used to walk around town before sundown. No complaints, no objections. Because for every disciplined effort there is a 7-Eleven treat. But that was long ago. The kid doesn’t live here anymore. What we have here now is a 14-year-old couch potato. Still notorious for cereals though. But lost in … Continue reading SLEEPWALK