It was a late night in December 2002 when a very good friend, Wilson Justo, and I, while waiting for a bus ride home, made a resolution that five years from then, by December 1, 2007, we should be driving our own car.
Fast forward to the present, it seems like Wilson has fulfilled that dream way before that deadline:
For me, I didn’t really intend to break that dream. It just so happened that I needed to re-channel my priorities.
To Wilson, congratulations!
The following video (youtube) is a humorous flick on the rise of a professional photographer. He started with a disposal film camera until he got his DSLR Nikon camera and various lenses, some are even long ones.
The main character worked out with his gear, and I mean worked out like in the gym. The soundtrack, if I’m not mistaken, I think is the soundtrack in the movie Rocky Balboa while he was as well working out preparing for his bout against the current champion.
Anyways, here’s the video:
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nfx2P5QuyOQ]
I can’t take this anymore. I couldn’t help myself anymore from denouncing the fact that photo.net is blocked in the internet here in Qatar. Can you believe it? Qtel, the sole internet provider in the State of Qatar, is blocking a very useful and informative site (at least to a photographer or enthusiast)? This is definitely ridiculous.
Pictures of the Ernst & Young – Doha 2007 Annual Party at the InterContinental Hotel Doha can be found in my flickr account here.
There’s no turning back…..
Canon EOS 30D
EF-S 17-85mm f/4-5.6 IS USM
Speedlite 430EX
On this 109th year of Philippine Independence, I’m hanging the Philippine flag on this piece of online space to tell the world that I am forever proud of being a Filipino!
But, perhaps, talking of my beloved country, indeed, there’s no other place like home. Not even the wealth of the desert nor the beauty of the mountains, nor the skyscrapers of the crowded cities can ever replace that.
There can only be one home, and I’m homeward bound….
(in two or three months….) 🙂
Homeward Bound
by: Simon & GarfunkelIm sittin in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
On a tour of one night stands
My suitcase and guitar in hand
And every stop is neatly planned
For a poet and a one man bandHomeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for meEverydays an endless stream
Of cigarettes and magazines
And each town looks the same to me
The movies and the factories
And every strangers face I see
Reminds me that I long to beHomeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for meTonight Ill sing my songs again
Ill play the game and pretend
But all my words come back to me
In shades of mediocrity
Like emptyness in harmony
I need someone to comfort meHomeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home, where my thoughts escaping
Home, where my musics playing
Home, where my love lies waiting
Silently for me
Silently for me
Silently for me
L.A. Times reporter Megan Stack quietly fumed beneath her abaya. Even beyond its borders, her experience taints her perception of the sexes.
Read her article here.
Perhaps, the most common rudeness a photographer (or a hobbyist or enthusiast for tha matter) takes from ordinary people is when those people give credit to the high-tech-ness and price of the camera or gear for a great photo.
Doing such, according to Chris Orwig in his video tutorial, is like awarding credits to the pans and cooking utensils for a wonderful delicious food, not the cook.
One oftentimes look past the creativity in a photographer, especially when one sees the camera as a one-click device. A point-and-shoot camera becomes more than a point and shoot in the hands of a professional photographer.
Anyway, what actually prompted me to write this entry is the thread I read in the Digital Photographer Philippines forum, about the weirdest comment one gets for his photo. I was so thrilled reading the thread that I felt I need to share them here. Some of my favorites:
ay bakit blurred yung background
ganda ng picture mo, saang website mo to na download?
‘uy take a picture of me naman, close-up ha, oh and please ayoko kita pimples ko ha’ …(ngek panning ko kaya mukha mo, takbo!!!)
It’s actually in the news since last week (Read here). Rico Blanco himself announced the same in his brand new multiply account.
Rivermaya is one of my favorite Filipino bands, even since the 90’s era. And I’m saddened by this news. Let’s admit it, Rico is a very talented artist, no doubt.
Surely, Rivermaya has survived being Bamboo-less. But, can it further survive being Rico-less?
Reading through some articles and blogs about Lebron James’ 48-point performance during the Game 5 of this year’s Eastern Conference Finals, I came to realize that in every NBA superstar stint, Michael Jordan will always be the barometer for them all.
James’ performance in the last game (Game 5) is truly exceptional, scoring 29 of his team’s last 30 points, and scoring his team’s last 25 points. It was simply Lebron James versus Detroit Pistons especially in the last 16 minutes of the game (inclusive of the two overtime minutes).
But I kept wondering why Michael Jordan-like performance is always the gauge to measure any other current NBA superstar’s game. Why MJ? Why not the greatness of the likes of Jonathan Bender, Darius Miles, Ricky Davis, Pau Gasol, Allen Iverson, Ray Allen, Desagana Diop, and Art Long?