Social surgery is a bit of a favorite experience when I’m in the city. It’s for those moments when you need a buzz but not too much. Given a tolerance close to nil, this one will set me up for the night. And by that, I mean it’s straight to dreamland. This is for the…
Category: Cebu
Maps
Here’s an idea I’ve been playing with: A map of notable spots in my city. Will update this as much as I can. But it’s interesting to somehow list all of this down. Insert internal screaming here. Drop other additions to the list in the comments! Protip: this is best experienced in fullscreen.
A dash of cognac
Early day, running around the city to take pictures and get some work done. Part of the reward is hoping into this nook of a coffee haunt. The white brew is memorable and something I always come back to. And, as often as I can, I add a dash of cognac. Just a hint.
Five For Fighting
Five for fighting seemed a clever title earlier when I was thinking of what to call this post. At past midnight, though, trivialities can appear overly clever. Like, for example: Five For Fighting. When I think of a better one, it will change. One afternoon, stuck in a bookshop had me amassing books. Part of my mind…
Staccato Travel
2014 ushers in much like the day before or the week before and I’ve come to understand that goals don’t jump in front of you like a surprise. More in tortoise manner, they’re a trifling staccato towards perceived ends. Most times the result morphs with time, not exactly what you’d first imagined but more than…
Prepping 101: Food Source
No, this post doesn’t declare my accrual of a green thumb–at the least, mine is red from nail-biting. Aggregating thoughts swimming about, I’ve decided to create a series on sustainable living. When the nearest Mcdonalds or 7/11 has been toppled by calamities or a horde of zombies (you never know), what’s one way of providing…
Dapitan: In your spare time, draw fish.
Colours will distract you some days and they’re captivating enough to count as valid nutrition sources. Think photography, for me, has always involved tiptoeing lines between light and shadow; it’s a time-consuming exercise and a healthy distraction that sometimes serves it’s purpose, drawing in cash when necessary. Myriad of hues with it’s hint of comedy,…
Life in choice photography.
Turns out the blog had been running itself in my absence. Thanks for all the new follows and comments, I will try my best to answer the queries. For those who need their answers ASAP, take note that all this is built on research. A bit of my material is taken from http://books.google.com/, gems you will…
Patricia Kyle Gillera Mendoza : Portfolio 2013
Thought to update this for those who’ve been asking. Also, yes, it’s my responsibility to keep this portfolio updated after all. The nifty image of me shot by the lovely, Faye Seña of the Boys in Skirts Club. Links, CV and other details are available upon request. Please leave a comment to make a request. Thank you!…
2012: Death, Earth and Sky
Almost, I hold this theory: jumble sunshine, sky, a string or brass section into any song and it’ll worm it’s way into my heart. End of 2012 and this song comes to mind, maybe because it’s both hopeful and bittersweet. By personal definition, the perfect metaphor for 2012. All those simple thoughts all those peaceful…
Spring Locks.
Images brushed on mind? Fingers shaking, white and knotted. Latched. She held you so dearly –Because nothing else offered grounding.
Six.
Six places I’m normally at… 1. Walking Place(s) Normally, this is the area between home and the Eko headquarters, Ayala Center Cebu, mum’s office and various other meeting spots for other projects. If I could have a decent discussion on foot, I’d do it. Walking helps me sort out the days activities and set…
SE7EN
What are words but potentials. History requires action. Here are SE7EN wants that I intend to bring out from electronic pages and into a semblance of reality; a bucket list of sorts. 1. luxuria Wanderlust. A little luxury I’ve been meaning to sate… at least, once a year. 2. gula I want to walk the streets…
Not this brand of succinct.
Let’s look at a picture, shall we? Not that you have much of a choice. A slice of paradise, right? Having spent about a month in Luzon, this was one of the more beautiful scenery I’d managed to come across. I was there for classes on 3D modelling and in need of certification, you know,…
Clint Barton: Make use of your waking hours.
Ladies and gentlemen I give you, Hawkeye. There is no glamour or intelligent drabble to accompany this post. I simply couldn’t sleep and thought to draw this character out of my system. Though, I believe one exercise will not be enough. I’ll try to catch up on some sleep. Hence, Clint Barton with the most…
The Visayan preoccupation with hair.
Whether male or female, the Filipinos kept their hair long. Cutting one’s hair was a manifestation of deep mourning or punishment. It was only when the Spanish arrived that short hair was encouraged to further ‘tame’ the natives. When a Visayan saw another with short hair, they would commonly exclaim: “Inalotan ka!” To say that…
Historical accounts of cat-fights.
It doesn’t really show, but I do like fashion accessories–they’re almost as interesting as hand-wraps and mouth guards–and mostly I admire these trinkets for the effort placed into their creation or the sheer novelty of the idea that it sells. While doing some research for Hinilawod comic character costumes, I was quite relieved to find…
On affinities and the occasional crests…
Photography : InFoolView I’ve always had this affinity for words, at times I write more and there will be times when I’ll be drawing more. This year and the one before it has been a whirlwind, to say the least; to say ‘whirlwind’ might even border on the side of understatement. I’ve come near…
Up and running.
There is a lot to do and I just took a little break. Let me write more later today, when my thoughts have settled.
