Here it goes. Let me, first, explain myself with that photo above. ^That is me - taken around Fall 2010 - when I started my second year at Ontario College of Art & Design. I believe this photograph was my first self-portrait without any necessary "ifs, ands, or buts" within a photographic medium. It is a two-frame-almost-double-exposed-not-winded-up-properly black and white photo of myself. This photo was on a roll that I shot for the first time in a black and white 35mm film format, which I shot with my Nikon XG-M SLR [also a first-time use]. The roll was for A Day In The Life - an assignment for intro to b&w photography. It was the first time I've ever developed film/photos in a darkroom with this roll - mixing the different chemicals to turn something that you've seen and shot into something tangible, which can be seen not only from your eyes, but something that you've shot through your eyes, which is basically made with nothing but light and shadows, right infront of you.
Now this is just me, with my 15-inch Macbook Pro, wearing my vintage Carrera frames [R.I.P.143], with a shaved head, freshly lined-up. That Lexus-shaped "design" on my head is not a design, it is actually a scar from a motorcycle accident when I was around 5 years old, back when I was just a random kid in the Philippines, crossing the road with my cousin, when I didn't see the motorcycle zoomed passed me, scraping my scalp, missing death by a couple of seconds, until I blacked out. I clearly don't remember what happened next, but I'm still alive - with no fear about streets and motocycles.
Now I'm just going to say it how it is: speaking as a photographer, I choose photography as my main medium to capture my own reality around me. I have the hardest time telling people what I love to take pictures of - in fact, I hate that question - "What do you like to take pictures of?" I mean, that is the worst question you can possibly ask any photographer and/or artist [from what I believe]. If I ever do come up with an answer on what, with my own thoughts and words, then I must ask why photography at all? And with that, without any thoughts and words to answer such question, I can only show you why with the Art that I do.
10.8.12
"Maybe the only thing each of us can see is our own shadow." - Carl Jung
This is my first post on here since my "Major Update Salon Style". I have grown a lot since my last post, while being blessed with so many out-of-this-world experiences and life events, which has happened graciously through out the past year and a half; allowing me to expand my mind and blow my perspective (within this very complex World of the 21st Century). I feel as of now, I am more than ready to share myself and my own point of view as an artist/photographer, while still growing and gaining more knowledge with every shot that I fire at the world around me.
Here it goes. Let me, first, explain myself with that photo above. ^That is me - taken around Fall 2010 - when I started my second year at Ontario College of Art & Design. I believe this photograph was my first self-portrait without any necessary "ifs, ands, or buts" within a photographic medium. It is a two-frame-almost-double-exposed-not-winded-up-properly black and white photo of myself. This photo was on a roll that I shot for the first time in a black and white 35mm film format, which I shot with my Nikon XG-M SLR [also a first-time use]. The roll was for A Day In The Life - an assignment for intro to b&w photography. It was the first time I've ever developed film/photos in a darkroom with this roll - mixing the different chemicals to turn something that you've seen and shot into something tangible, which can be seen not only from your eyes, but something that you've shot through your eyes, which is basically made with nothing but light and shadows, right infront of you.
Now this is just me, with my 15-inch Macbook Pro, wearing my vintage Carrera frames [R.I.P.143], with a shaved head, freshly lined-up. That Lexus-shaped "design" on my head is not a design, it is actually a scar from a motorcycle accident when I was around 5 years old, back when I was just a random kid in the Philippines, crossing the road with my cousin, when I didn't see the motorcycle zoomed passed me, scraping my scalp, missing death by a couple of seconds, until I blacked out. I clearly don't remember what happened next, but I'm still alive - with no fear about streets and motocycles.
Now I'm just going to say it how it is: speaking as a photographer, I choose photography as my main medium to capture my own reality around me. I have the hardest time telling people what I love to take pictures of - in fact, I hate that question - "What do you like to take pictures of?" I mean, that is the worst question you can possibly ask any photographer and/or artist [from what I believe]. If I ever do come up with an answer on what, with my own thoughts and words, then I must ask why photography at all? And with that, without any thoughts and words to answer such question, I can only show you why with the Art that I do.
Here it goes. Let me, first, explain myself with that photo above. ^That is me - taken around Fall 2010 - when I started my second year at Ontario College of Art & Design. I believe this photograph was my first self-portrait without any necessary "ifs, ands, or buts" within a photographic medium. It is a two-frame-almost-double-exposed-not-winded-up-properly black and white photo of myself. This photo was on a roll that I shot for the first time in a black and white 35mm film format, which I shot with my Nikon XG-M SLR [also a first-time use]. The roll was for A Day In The Life - an assignment for intro to b&w photography. It was the first time I've ever developed film/photos in a darkroom with this roll - mixing the different chemicals to turn something that you've seen and shot into something tangible, which can be seen not only from your eyes, but something that you've shot through your eyes, which is basically made with nothing but light and shadows, right infront of you.
Now this is just me, with my 15-inch Macbook Pro, wearing my vintage Carrera frames [R.I.P.143], with a shaved head, freshly lined-up. That Lexus-shaped "design" on my head is not a design, it is actually a scar from a motorcycle accident when I was around 5 years old, back when I was just a random kid in the Philippines, crossing the road with my cousin, when I didn't see the motorcycle zoomed passed me, scraping my scalp, missing death by a couple of seconds, until I blacked out. I clearly don't remember what happened next, but I'm still alive - with no fear about streets and motocycles.
Now I'm just going to say it how it is: speaking as a photographer, I choose photography as my main medium to capture my own reality around me. I have the hardest time telling people what I love to take pictures of - in fact, I hate that question - "What do you like to take pictures of?" I mean, that is the worst question you can possibly ask any photographer and/or artist [from what I believe]. If I ever do come up with an answer on what, with my own thoughts and words, then I must ask why photography at all? And with that, without any thoughts and words to answer such question, I can only show you why with the Art that I do.
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