Little could’ve prepared me for the first time I was to hear a Wonggoys song just last year. I’d heard of these boys before, of course—they’d been around for a good three or so years, infiltrating local high school and college gymnasiums, capturing the hearts of prom crowds, and then releasing a debut album of […]Read more "When the Boys Came Out to Play: The Wonggoys"
If you’ve been hanging around this dragging little blog of mine long enough, you’ve read more than one or two posts about my thing for the surf scene. Some of you might even be able to recall the part where I wrote about when and/or how it all started—i.e., when I spent one whole day […]Read more "Once on This Island: A Siargao Surf Story"
First, a little disclaimer: it’s not like I can just lay my eyes on some random couple who just started dating and then proceed to declare, “I see them having a future together! They are going to end up marrying each other!” or “That is not going to work! They’re not meant to be!” For […]Read more "Maybe I’ve Been California Dreaming: Winright and April"
Here’s the childrenswear catalog that I did a couple of weeks before I left for the States. Buttercup is a reputable boutique and novelty shop in Ormoc City, Leyte, that just inaugurated their “bigger and better” outlet last July (from their humble online store beginnings just a little over a year before that), and who […]Read more "Buttercup Don’t Break My Heart"
Everybody around here knows Fretzel Buencensejo. Well, maybe the not the name, but you’d be lying if you said you’ve never seen that face before, once or twice or many times, by accident or otherwise. It hasn’t been around much of late, but there was a time there, especially sometime in the mid-2000s, that that […]Read more "The Simple Kind of Life: Jeff and Fretzel"
Truth is, I’m not so much of a sucker for love stories in the broadest sense. OK, I know what you’re thinking: for someone who makes half a living photographing couples in love, that right there is kind of a harrowing thing to come clean about. But, believe it or not, I haven’t even seen, […]Read more "Summer Can Last Forever: Lawrence and Estifanny"
It was an afternoon so full of texture, everything seemed to jump right at you, like the contents of a magical children’s pop-up book, or of a carefully curated scrapbook. The white powdery sand that managed to get in your shoes no matter how cautiously you treaded. Aged wooden staircases that led to the beach. […]Read more "Time and Tide: Richard and Norris"