Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Wedding Photographer Wannabe

My friend Rav's wedding. Bubbles included.


These are under VA for Nelwin Uy.
The bride's almost silhouette.
The bride donning her earring.
Bride and groom wlaking towards the commitment hill.


Thursday, March 5, 2009

Old and not forgotten...

These are my old photos. Collection revisited.

Who's there? Scary movie in my mind. He was really not in the mood. I think his mother called his attention, he put on a somewhat annoyed look.


Bite your Lip, beautiful! She was working her dress. Making it a shawl. I don't complain. She was a beauty! More prettier that a skinny model.

Pimp My Ride. This is a Tricycle. Motor bike with a sidecar. Taken inside Baseco Compound, Manila.



My Playground. A polluted water to swim in. Garbage for toys. Rags for clothes. They are but natural to them. They live where no one dared. They are in the front line of hardships.

My One Reason for Living


My best friend.
My girlfriend.
My movie mate.
My constant companion.
My steak cook.
My dressmaker.
My handy man.
My technical support.
My number one critique.
My light on a dark road.
My better half. 
My wife.

Happy 333! 

What is the Thirds Rule?

As stated in wikipedia for this rule:

The rule of thirds is a compositional rule of thumb in visual arts such as painting, photography and design. The rule states that an image should be imagined as divided into nine equal parts by two equally-spaced horizontal lines and two equally-spaced vertical lines, and that important compositional elements should be placed along these lines or their intersections. Proponents of the technique claim that aligning a subject with these points creates more tension, energy and interest in the composition than simply centering the subject would.

Applying the Rule of thirds:

I was busy looking for a subject when I saw a commotion. A mother was shouting furiously. His son was trying an adventure of his life. The wooden pathway was not in use. Very dangerous. He was busy. His mother waiting  at the other end. Mad as hell.  Uh-Oh. Lol


He was the son of our client in Cotonou, Benin, Africa. I notice he was working the boat. Seriously at work. I snapped away. High contrast due to the time of day. Sun too hot, the shadows too fierced. But all in all I liked it. 


Streets Revisited

My Best Friend Beside Me

I Speak in Silence

Salumbaba


Virtually Full


Some images from our last street session.  
I was speechless. 
They didn't utter a sound.
But I heard much.
They showed me nothing.
And saw many things.