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Friday, April 26, 2013

mount kynthos.

Cynthia asked me one day if I would be available to photograph her, yet she wanted a more eccentric and braver style than what I previously did. Because she's an interior-designer-to-be, she agreed to a more fine arts approach, and she told me it doesn't even have to be pretty. But as you all know about my belief and obsession with beauty in addition to Cynthia's photogenic qualities, it was difficult to not make her look stunning.

Therefore let's just say I did my best, but kudos to Cynthia who did great even though this is her first photo shoot with me.

Special thanks to her suite mate for lending a room and the closet.






Wednesday, April 24, 2013

we're here.

It wasn't just an ordinary morning call today.

When I opened my eyes due to hearing the door, instead of finding Alex saying hello while taking off her shoes, I found the four of them shouting and grinning at my half-surprised and sleepy face. 'The four of them' consisted of amazing individuals I've been spending my time with for the last 8 months in class; Alex (my roommate since January), Tom, Barbara, and Marissa. With the everyday puns, sassy phrases, and the constant effort of trying to teach me sarcasm, my freshmen year went by just like that, breaking all of my premonitions about being a sad introvert at SVA.

Although we'll see less of each other next year, I'll always wish them well and remember the days when we sat around together in McDonald's or the painting class, or today's trip to Madison Square Park enjoying the bright skies of New York complete with the sound of jazz trumpet.

They're here, and I'm very glad of that.






Sunday, April 21, 2013

high.

Let today be a double-post day!

Fresh pictures, layout-ed straight from our trip this afternoon to The High Line park! The weather's too great to be placed in a box, so I ditched my afternoon studio and jet out as soon as Brea called. After intensive editing phase, I am glad to be able to go back to my roots. My love of plants, flowers, and blue skies will never fade away. They're vitamins for my eyes and soul.

Hello, spring. Nice to meet you.











no signal.

During Spring break, I visited Jochebelle (Bella) and her roommate Yani at San Jose, about an hour drive from San Fransisco. Months of no contact with her made the simple shoot pretty unexpected, and I'm glad that she still got her poses, beauty, and personality all in-tact.

Aside from the shoot, we also had a conversation about selecting pictures for the blog. Bella seemed to like her softer expressions compared to the darker and edgy ones that I tend to choose for the final pictures. Despite all that, I agreed to plan another shoot with her that'll be softer than the previous ones because we both would like to explore more feminine themes.

Big thanks to Connie and Stefan for coming along to San Jose with me that day!






Saturday, April 6, 2013

stripes.

Woke up a bit too early and so the randomness came to me. As I changed my usual wide lens to a fixed one, I started snapping away every light that comes in stripes inside this cluttered dorm room.

Repetitive, transferred, organically divided form of lights.
I am subconsciously attracted to stripes.

Friday, April 5, 2013

meet danielle.

Danielle De Block was the girl who entered art history class as if she came out from a Raphael's painting of cherubs. So far I witnessed her love of fine arts, cats, salad, and how she can literally glow under the sunlight. To experience her presence in the room is to ponder upon a pair of clear blue eyes only to find traces of the sun trapped in her irises.

My words are cheesy, but the pictures will show you further about what I've been trying hard to explain.

These pictures of her test shoot turned into an outlet for me to improve my editing. Plus I'd like to be braver and take risks in art, learn things that I'm capable of learning before defining my own style later on in the future.

Thank you Danielle for lending a Sunday to me.



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