September 6, 2009
Jody Rogac
I'm in this Goethe-Institut sponsored workshop right now with German photographer, Espen Eichhofer, and we're supposed to be thinking of portraits. Being bad at photographing people, and liking to shoot spaces more, I'm tempted to argue that I am shooting "portraits of a place." But that would be copping out so I am... endeavoring to shoot people for this workshop.
Speaking of portraits, I like the Jody Rogac's.
Speaking of portraits, I like the Jody Rogac's.
(Via Feature Shoot)
August 30, 2009
I live in the city where people are conscious of the company, or the lack of it, that one keeps. I say that because whenever people find out that I sometimes watch movies or take lunches by myself, I get funny looks, or comments about having to have friends, or what not. I have friends, great friends, even. But I've also figured out how to do a lot of things alone, and there's some sort of fun and/or comfortable solitude to be derived from it. You get to do things on your own time, you get to get some reading done.
One of the things people should do alone is to watch gigs. I tried this out last night when I arrived at a gig around an hour before any of my friends showed up. I sat in the back, at the bar, among fellow stragglers. These people seemed to be there for the music,which is how it should be in this city of scenesters. I know for sure one guy was in it for the music. He was the band's manager. Haha.
Anyway, last night, for some time, I took comfort in being an anonymous appreciator of the experience of music played live. And it's cool that, among us sitting in the back, there is a camaraderie from this shared experience that manifests itself in the exchange of knowing looks and heads starting to nod to the beat as one.
One of the things people should do alone is to watch gigs. I tried this out last night when I arrived at a gig around an hour before any of my friends showed up. I sat in the back, at the bar, among fellow stragglers. These people seemed to be there for the music,which is how it should be in this city of scenesters. I know for sure one guy was in it for the music. He was the band's manager. Haha.
Anyway, last night, for some time, I took comfort in being an anonymous appreciator of the experience of music played live. And it's cool that, among us sitting in the back, there is a camaraderie from this shared experience that manifests itself in the exchange of knowing looks and heads starting to nod to the beat as one.
August 25, 2009
Ryan McGinley's Moonmilk
Ryan McGinley gets a lot of flak for plagiarizing himself when it comes to his commercial work, but I really don't care. His personal work is strong, original and pretty damn good.More of his Moonmilk series at Tiny Vices.
August 24, 2009
Just got back from Palawan. Puerto Princesa this time and just for a vacation. No work whatsoever involved. On this trip, I got to visit the Iwahig Prison and Penal Farm, which turned out to be slightly unnerving but very cool. I think it's the only place where the prisoners are in charge of the prison gates. I took a photo of the guy whose job it is to sound the bugle call for head count. I want to go back, and shoot a bit more in this interesting place.
I also got to go through an underground river which you enter via a cave on sea-level. That was really great too, but at some time during the 45-minute boat ride in the dark, I started wondering if animatronics and light and sound effects could enhance the experience a bit.
Just this morning, I went dolphin-watching. I saw the dolphins first and called everyone's attention to it. Until the boatman said I was pointing at a bobbing buoy. We then dropped anchor in this place called Turtle Cove. It was like a giant pool with fine sand at the bottom. Around noon, we got back on the boat and had a really good meal of grilled fresh fish, grilled eggplant, boiled shrimp, and adobo.
I almost skipped on today's itinerary. I was seriously considering staying at the hotel, watching cable TV and finishing my Civil War book.
If it weren't for work, or more adventurous friends, I'd never be able to see these places. And even when I'm already at these sort of places, there's still that natural inclination to just sit and do nothing. I can be boring that way, and I think I take after you, Pa.
I remember when Gino and I were kids, and you'ld take us to the beach during the summer or on weekends. We'd play war games with the BB guns, or play cards, and grill hotdogs (which you'ld forget to take out of it's vacuum wrap). But we never strayed far from our cottage, except for that time you got us bikes and wanted us to try them out.
I also remember you stories of whenever you'ld go on out-of-the-country trips. They'd always be for work, and you liked staying in your hotel. I remember the time you went to Tokyo and had the chance to explore the red light district. You almost skipped that part but you didn't want to embarrass your hosts. You ended up making small talk with the Filipino bar girls, which you enjoyed because you got to speak Tagalog.
I do a bit more of traveling-for-fun than you, and ironically, it's because you encouraged it. You liked sending us away and talked about not minding having to spend for your kids' travels. It was worth it you'ld say, and it is. A big part of who I am is because of the places I've been to, thanks to you. But there are times when I just want to revel in doing nothing. To have the luxury of free time, to just sit around and read, or talk with the people I have in my life. I really can be boring that way and I really take after you. I really don't mind at all.
I also got to go through an underground river which you enter via a cave on sea-level. That was really great too, but at some time during the 45-minute boat ride in the dark, I started wondering if animatronics and light and sound effects could enhance the experience a bit.
Just this morning, I went dolphin-watching. I saw the dolphins first and called everyone's attention to it. Until the boatman said I was pointing at a bobbing buoy. We then dropped anchor in this place called Turtle Cove. It was like a giant pool with fine sand at the bottom. Around noon, we got back on the boat and had a really good meal of grilled fresh fish, grilled eggplant, boiled shrimp, and adobo.
I almost skipped on today's itinerary. I was seriously considering staying at the hotel, watching cable TV and finishing my Civil War book.
If it weren't for work, or more adventurous friends, I'd never be able to see these places. And even when I'm already at these sort of places, there's still that natural inclination to just sit and do nothing. I can be boring that way, and I think I take after you, Pa.
I remember when Gino and I were kids, and you'ld take us to the beach during the summer or on weekends. We'd play war games with the BB guns, or play cards, and grill hotdogs (which you'ld forget to take out of it's vacuum wrap). But we never strayed far from our cottage, except for that time you got us bikes and wanted us to try them out.
I also remember you stories of whenever you'ld go on out-of-the-country trips. They'd always be for work, and you liked staying in your hotel. I remember the time you went to Tokyo and had the chance to explore the red light district. You almost skipped that part but you didn't want to embarrass your hosts. You ended up making small talk with the Filipino bar girls, which you enjoyed because you got to speak Tagalog.
I do a bit more of traveling-for-fun than you, and ironically, it's because you encouraged it. You liked sending us away and talked about not minding having to spend for your kids' travels. It was worth it you'ld say, and it is. A big part of who I am is because of the places I've been to, thanks to you. But there are times when I just want to revel in doing nothing. To have the luxury of free time, to just sit around and read, or talk with the people I have in my life. I really can be boring that way and I really take after you. I really don't mind at all.
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