Nice day at the beach. Not very many people. We took photographs of pelicans diving into the water for food. An old man was on the rocks trying to catch fish for lunch. Then we strolled on the beach towards some people. And we met folks from Bakersfield--just "dropping by." Funny how you meet people and then they're gone. Hope she gets in touch so I could show the photos that I took of her and her family. And yes, the email she gave was probably erroneous--it came back!
Light. Writing. These two words, when put together in Greek, mean PHOTOGRAPHY. In here, you'll find pictures I have taken as I perused the map of life and the world. No special talents. Just the will to compose something that is different, yet natural. Something that can be alluring, at least to me. And hopefully you'd like them as well. For some dessert, you may find a few phrases to complement the photos.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Abandoned
the motionless blur will soon disappear beyond expectations. the music slowly fades, no more tunes or lyrics. the stem crumbles to the ground, losing its substance, its life. so abundant was the sunshine that shone on once bright petals of a forsaken flower--once a delight now trash. will there be another one like it? no one knows, no one knows. 3/30/2011
Friends
Sunday, March 27, 2011
PAOAY
In baroque style, this church in Paoay (Ilocos Norte) stands like a cadet at attention, facing westward as if watching for invaders. The sun was on its way out when we passed by this grand church so I didn't waste time. I took several shots while ambient light gives a soothing orange hue. Someday I might go back to take close-up photos of the front... and maybe inside.
I am sure it can wait. The buttresses of this church are so huge it can withstand the fiercest of winds and typhoons and earthquakes. Stay put, Paoay!
Saturday, March 26, 2011
MAYON
The year was 2007. We were flying to Cagayan de Oro City and as usual, I took the window seat. With camera in hand, I patiently waited for a good cloud formation to take a picture when upon a distance I saw this. So I casually took a couple shots not realizing that it was a famous mountain that seemed like coming out of the ashes. It was Mayon Volcano in Albay.
Eventually, three years later in 2010 I was able to drive to this beautiful mountain that buried a whole town in the 1800s.
From the top
You look down there and see the beauty of questioned laughter. And sorrow. Let the love for life flow and live in your veins. Make the children's laughter be the heartbeat that gives you life in return. I know of people who dedicate their lives doing this work. And I truly admire them more than they deserve. Just like the sea and shore--they live in harmony. And peace.
Floral eclipse
The afterlife overlooks the perishable fruit. And the love that was nurtured could only last very long. But who's counting days, months? You are here, and I wish you talk to me with words that are comforting to a mortal just like me. I never wondered why one clings to the raft of life when there isn't even a light that shines. Blinded. Only tactile stimulation could bring back the you in you. Would you let me in and savor the ravishing life that a floral eclipse could bring? Stay, please.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Full moon, Jan. 19, 2011
There is a feeling that one can't seem to comprehend when you concentrate at the moon and its movement. And how fast it morphs itself with a movement that is indiscernible.
Thought I'd share...
Monday, March 23, 2009
SPRING 2009
But still, I love to welcome this season of birds and flowers... and spring cleaning! Yes, in order to be ready for summer--my all-time favorite season!
Monday, December 01, 2008
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
You are a rainbow
You're your own rainbow. Feel the softness of the sky, and light up your life even when it seems hopeless. Beneath all the dark clouds there is color--just look at the subtle signs, those that don't seem to fit in. Those that seem so bleak that no one dares look at.
But you are alive, and hope is always there. Keep knocking on the door. It will eventually open for you.
Monday, July 16, 2007
SUMMER 07
Summer is in full swing, temperatures have risen and beaches are getting more crowded every day. I myself waited a year for this season despite not being my "most" favorite. But it sure is great to sport a tank top and shorts once again. The world is clear and dry, sceneries come to life more than they are alive, and people try to show their best--even if it meant "less" clothing to show the public. I drive to beaches to watch gilded waves and burnished skies in the early evening. I can imagine being in fantasyland without spending beaucoup bucks at Disneyland. After all, I am not that young anymore. Wouldn't you agree?
Monday, January 08, 2007
Friday, December 29, 2006
Fog in the morning

San Simeon. It's synonymous to William Randolph Hearst, the publishing magnate. He built a castle up the mountains in this seaside town. After visiting Hearst Castle you can spend a few minutes walking on the pier, just off the Pacific Coast highway. Here you can mingle with the early morning fog. You can simply walk on the deck and watch the waves hug the shore. A few people can be found surfing (yes, even that early!) or sifting through sand in search for clams.
Mykonos

This is one of the beaches at Mykonos. I have visited this beautiful Greek island twice and this picture was taken during my first visit there in 2003.
I like the white sheer sheet that played with the breeze. The blue waters keep the same color throughout the year. Rain or shine. Food is excellent although it's more pricey compared to similar menus here in the United States. I guess you can figure out why.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Last song
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Pacific Ocean

This is the Pacific Ocean. And this is Port Hueneme, California. In these waters, a plane once crashed and all passengers and crew perished. I still feel the horror and the anguish that were present. Sometimes I drive by if only to revisit a beach I used to frequent decades ago. I remember that afternoon when the Alaska Airlines plane lost control and plunged into these waters...
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Rush hour

On way to work. The sun hasn't come up yet. But look at the morning sky. The brake lights, traffic lights, and the towering street lights that will soon go off. It takes me 10 minutes to drive to work. By the time I start the car to go home, it'll be dark again. The day seems forever... sometimes. But it's a job.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Almost morning

The street light will soon be off--and so will the silvery moon. I went to pick up the morning paper when I saw this. The moon: it's so far-fetched like our dreams. Yet there is another source of "light" among us here on earth. They're all around us: the people we know and trust. People who smile so we will have a good day, and a scene like this one that makes you think that after all the world's sham and drudgery, it's STILL a beautiful one!
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