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    Wednesday, August 30, 2006

    B&W Photo Challenge: Portrait

    "It is not flesh and blood, but the heart which makes us
    fathers and sons."
    ~ Friedrich Schiller




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    note: PhotoFriday had it, but I missed it; then
    IlloFriday made it a topic, and B&WPhoto Challenge had a "Man" version. Now, they're back. But this time, it's simply "Portrait".

    *.*

    Saturday, August 26, 2006

    Illo or Photo?


    full size | flickr


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    note: I cannot solely classify this as a photo, nor an artwork or illustration. This is what others may call "Painting with Light", "Camera Painting" or simply, "Camera Toss"...But it's really not tossing a camera now, is it? Thus, I enter it both at Illustration Friday: Run and Photo Friday: Circle.

    Protests are welcome at comments section. };-}

    *.*

    Sunday, August 13, 2006

    Illo Friday: Play

    "What it utters is its only stock and store
    Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
    Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
    Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never-nevermore."

    - from The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe




    "The Raven"
    960 x 745
    MS Paint



    Oops, I just played with my other painting Beach Red Lullabye when this image appeared! Kinda spooked me out!

    *.*

    Thursday, August 10, 2006

    B&W Challange: Indoors (A l'intérieur)



    The Perfect Mid-day Weather

    Windy,
    sun's up and not too hot,
    I smell your freshly-washed clothes
    as I lay on my back,
    slowly shifting from side to side,
    gazing into my empty wall with a smile,
    looking outside the window with a sigh.

    Days pass by so slow,
    like time is crawling on the sea shore.
    Low waves
    touch and wash away
    the sands between its feet,
    standing still,
    looking beyond…

    I glued my thoughts to my pillow
    as I unbury myself from misery.
    I kneel on my bed
    to look down my window.
    A bear road opens up to me,
    the quiet breeze;
    the wind wrapping my cheeks
    and as I close my eyes,
    empty whispers
    blowing my hair afloat,
    I hold lightly
    to the cold windowsill.

    Consuming my thoughts,
    I let the faint heat
    unmelt the memories,
    as I lay here,
    just here,
    wanting the moment;
    absorbing it.

    1930's blues on my radio.
    Such a perfect lazy day for a Holiday.
    But such a day
    would have been real perfect
    if only spent with you *.*


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    note: This is for (updated now with a poem)

    *.*

    Monday, August 07, 2006

    Photo Friday: Private



    Our Hidden Paradise

    One more day left for us to stay. A day in a land we both not knew.
    Our feet brought us to a muddy beach tossing tides with empty rum bottles.
    We let the rain pass, under a cottage, the sea whipping our feet.
    Then we walked on, explored further, til we reached a legendary bay.

    We jumped in a boat not knowing where it will go
    And we passed by islands thru serene waters
    As we reached our last stop, we sighed; realized -
    This time, the waves brought us to the perfect spot.

    We swam with fishes to their reefs
    Hidden beneath the crystal waters we dive
    Below, we discovered the beauty of another world
    Colors explored in new dimensions, lying more in the deep.

    Then as the tides grew lower and sea shells have been gathered,
    We walked through the shore from one end to the other
    Capturing each detail of the island's magnificence
    As a dog lone bear witness to us, as we fall in love -

    How did this small island captivate our souls?
    The tranquility of its waters hiding the secrets of its pureness?
    Maybe the legend was how it captured strangers with their heart
    And buries them to the sand, making them loathe leaving

    Or maybe we just see ourselves in this hidden haven
    Away from people, away from chaos and greed
    A sanctuary for our frantic minds, an asylum we long for.
    We, in our own private paradise...

    Too bad it’s only for a day, too bad it's not forever
    Too bad we have to leave, and eventually be separated.
    But in the midst of my muddled city life
    I still run away from it all.. to meet you there,
       in our special somewhere.

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    note: this is my entry for Photo Friday.. for this moogie day..

    *.*

    Sunday, August 06, 2006

    B&W Challange: Landscape 1



    Soaring Tagaytay for a Day

    I left blogging for quite some time, without notice too. But I have gathered up materials to post. Both poetry and photos. I must admit I pass this time from Illo Friday. I don't know exactly when I'll have the time tho. It just requires alot of hours for me to make one. Yes, I know I can post a quick illo, anyone can do that. (and I notice some too) But for me, I do my work with the best that I can, that's how much effort I exert for such passion.

    My work-schedule is eating most of my time nowadays, and for the past months too. Sometimes because of the shift of schedules, I need the rest to cope up staying awake at my job. Recently, I had a vacation with My Moogie *.* and we explored places both I have been and not. It was only for a couple of weeks tho, and sometimes I sneak in days for my work too. Oh, how I long for a longer vacation...

    But nonetheless, I'd like to thank those who were still passing by and those who sent a note or two. So, here's a photo of Picnic Groove in Tagaytay, on the background you see the Taal Volcano on a cloudy scape. This is also my entry for Black and White Photo Challange, hope I'm not too late.

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    note: More about my Tagaytay experience on my 43Things update.

    *.*






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