Showing posts with label Black and White. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black and White. Show all posts

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Shooting Boy, Shooting Toy



We grow up but do we really outgrow toys? Or we just settle for bigger ones?

Let loose the child within.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

A Play on Innocence

ito ang bagong panganak na sanggol na walang kamalay-malay sa mundong ginagalawan,
walang kamuwang-muwang sa laban ng mga puti at itim na puwersang
patuloy ang digmaan hanggang siya'y lumaki at magkaisip.


Ito ang aking lahok para sa linggong ito sa Litratong Pinoy. Andito pa ang ibang mga lahok para sa temang 'Itim at Puti.'

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a newborn baby unaware of the world he's in,
innocent from a war of white and black,
continuously fighting till he grows into being.


This is my entry for Litratong Pinoy this week. Here's more from the theme 'Black and White.'

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Resting



I'd be on a day-off tomorrow so I won't be posting here then. I'm thinking if I'd be taking Sundays off regulary, since... why not? ^^

Actually I'm the type that needs more rest in order to be productive. I've done that at work, so why not practice it in blogging, ei? All work and no play makes Ner a dull blogger. (Plus I have to catch up on other activities aside from blogging. Shh.) ;)

I've done a lot of overtime work in the past years, so I guess I can tell you that it's not healthy. With or without pay.

You'd just end up with more effort but less results. Rest.

And, once in a while, date yourself. How can others want to be with you when you don't even like being with yourself? ;)

Why'd I say that? I'm planning to watch a movie by myself later because I enjoyed the last time I did. However though I want to watch both Wanted and Hancock, I have to choose only one because of the time constraint. What do you think?

Have a happy and peaceful weekend, guys. See y'all on Monday. Ciao! ^^


Friday, July 4, 2008

Nasaan na ang Bahay Kubo? (Where is the Nipa Hut?)

Bahay Kubo



Bahay kubo kahit munti
ang halaman doon ay sari-sari
singkamas at talong



sigarilyas at mani
sitaw, bataw, patani
kundol, patola, upo't kalabasa



at saka mayroon pa labanos, mustasa
sibuyas, kamatis, bawang at luya
sa paligid-ligid ay puno ng linga.


This was supposed to be my LP entry for the theme Tatak Pinoy yesterday. However I would have written a melodramatic LP post again (such that the hut represents the current situation of the Philippines) so I chose the cross-carrying Kapampangans instead.

I have always loved the barrio --- the fresh air, lush greenery and simple life.

"Live simply so that others may simply live." - Mahatma Gandhi

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

If It Fits



I'm a sandals fan. I go for comfort.

I remember the movie "Hanggang Ngayon" starring Regine Velasquez and Richard Gomez. Richard's father told him there that the right partner is like a pair of tsinelas (sandals). Even if you wear shoes at work or at play, you'd still want to wear those comfy tsinelas. You'd always yearn for your tsinelas.

Another foot-relationship analogy comes from my ex-boss. He said that marriage is like shopping for footwear. Dating and pre-marital relationships are like trying out the shoes (or sandals, what-have-you's). Marriage is the actual buying. No return, no exchange.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Darts



This dart board can symbolize a lot of things.

But for this post, the board can be likened to a heart. Pierced by every individual that comes by. Yet the game goes on. And at the end of each game, the darts come off the board. Ready to take their place again in another match.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Bruised



Ponky shows what I now feel inside. And what I do when I feel that way.

Hush.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Let It Rain

Let It Rain


It's June. Therefore the official month for the rainy season. It's not raining now but for the past weeks it has been raining almost every afternoon.

When you think about the past crisis with no rain, downpour is a welcoming thought. Not until the streets get flooded and my feet get wet.

Here in the Philippines, the start of classes depict the start of flood-eds. You go into the adventure of avoiding splashes and getting your new black doll shoes squishy to reach your beloved alma mater. Only to find out that the classes are suspended. Nyahaha! Torture, sweet torture!

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