Behind the Scenes

TV and Film Production has somehow found its way to my every day. Even when I'm not working, my mind becomes restless for things to shoot and series to put together- sometimes even making me feel as if I'm in a movie myself. 

Have you ever had those 'The Truman Show' moments?

Becoming

My dad grew up in San Juan and we've practically lived here since I was in grade school. I often ask my dad what it's like to grow old with the same people and to witness how life has unfolded for them so far. What does it feel like to see how a person becomes?

Having the opportunity to photograph our neighbors has somehow given me a new connection to my dad's past (and present) and a new way of relating to our little community in Pasadena.

Boy Cobra (left) and Joseph (right) are just two among those people. 

Will be posting a photo series soon, together with our group, Weekend Project :) 

State of the Nation

The king of the jungle used to be free and was very much capable of hunting for its food. But a whole system was created so that the lion ended up depending on this system for its every meal.

Let's get real. 

Who benefits more from this zoo?

An Ode to My Kit Lens

Because I am talkative in person, pen, and (hopefully) in photograph- and since I feel guilty flooding Facebook feed with my essay-like posts, I might as well put this into better use. 

I just turned a year older several days ago and I've decided that this year, given my abnormally high tolerance for awkward and bizarre situations, I'm subjecting myself to some personal as well as social experiments. I guess this blog is one of them.

Love on Top

My mom loves telling me stories of how she and my father used to date when they were younger. Although I usually cringed at the idea, secretly I like hearing about them because they gave me a sense of why I am the way I am today. 

One of the stories I'd always remember was the time when my father would fetch my mother during rainstorms. They would drive around in their small car to see what the storm looks like. As they rolled around town this one time, a lightning literally stroke down a tree causing it to collapse right in front of their car. They looked at each other, and I could imagine them saying "cool". They both operated on adrenaline rush.

On other less unusual days they would go to the circus, watch films at the Film Center (because according to my mom, they refused to see movies in "normal cinemas". You know, back when hipster wasn't mainstream yet (haha), listen to lounge music, or simply just explore.