"And I Also Don't Know How to Cook": LA-Vegas Travel Diary

My days are like Rihanna's style- sometimes too much, sometimes too little, other days on point, always on freestyle.

The thing they say about training the brain the way you exercise any other muscle in your body is for real. I've been trying to draft some sort of routine in this otherwise Bad Girl Riri schedule. So far I've succeeded tricking this squishy part in my skull to start reading every day, do Pilates, drink diluted apple cider vinegar, and wake up each morning grateful for the dreams that night, for the day that was, and the day ahead.

Now 'writing' on the other hand is my prodigal son. And I've decided to go fetch him rather than wait around the whole day and rejoice for his monumental comeback.

After a hissy fit and a lot of searching, here we are finally with another blog post. Hopefully the next one won't be as much of a riot to bring home.  

The Broad Museum

Eji at the Griffith Observatory

 

Sta. Monica

 

Adventure Diary: Australia

Surreal.

Visiting a new country, let alone a new continent, feels like unlocking something. Not in the sense that it's an achievement but more of weirdly proving that such place actually exists for real. I mean I've only seen it in photos, movies, heard stories, and know of people who've been there. But in my mind, it's almost like Narnia or Hogwarts- fictional, until I've actually been given the chance to set foot in it.

That's how visiting Australia was like for me. 

Days and Confused: Series #4

Days and Confused is a personal photo series I started in 2014. Basically, it's an attempt to sort out or make sense of the days (mostly for my sanity's sake) by capturing them into short stories. 

These seemingly random incidents make their way unnoticed, weaving themselves in this narrative we consider our life story. Not necessarily linear; some things just make sense through time. 

As suggested by the photos from my phone, October was all loopy (as with every month). For the fun of it, I made an attempt to connect the dots from the time it started, and I mean really started, to the moment where I'm looking at the photos and wondering- wtf?.

Maybe things really aren't so random after all. This is series #4 of Days and Confused.

Korea Photo Diary

I've been trying to organize photos in my archive as a way to categorize and maybe even dust off bits and pieces of memories as I always do when I take some time off from the daily grind- because I'm sentimental that way. K.


This is a major throwback from our prod'n company's trip to South Korea: reminiscing Koreanovela-esque walks around chilly Myeongdong, the incredible street food selection (ohmygod the cheesy baked clams and giant strawberries!!!), getting googley-eyed at the Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art in Seoul (note to self: always allot at least 2 days when visiting a museum), the streets of Itaewon lined with gay bars and happy drunks (good times, indeed), all-out dancing- partially due to the magical combination of Soju and Aloe Vera juice, and part celebration of finally a non-working vacation.

Royal Guard-Changing Ceremony, Gyeongbokgung PalaceGyeongbokgung PalaceStreet Performers, HongdaeGyeongbokgung PalaceGyeongbokgung PalaceGyeongbokgung Palace

All is Swell

"You have to find that place that brings out the human in you, the soul in you, the love in you." R.M. Drake