Lost my phone.. Please be cautious especially my mobile phone contacts. BTW, appreciate if you send me your business cards, same number. Have a nice day!
Also, sorry for the eventual "who you's?"
-- bb
Friday, April 27, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Vintage BB!
Payback time! This is what BB gets by hogging MY blog. Bwa-ha-ha-harf-arf. Saw this during her rummaging the in-house ukay mode.
Spot the BB! Kanser costumed and made-up for the role of alternate-Sisa (semi-joke!)
Haayyyyy.. never again, she says!
-- Err I think I'm lost, is this Nostalgia Manila?
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
LARRY ALCALA!!
Even if my dog is hounding me, one last entry for the day. I realize my irreverence placing my Grade 2 artwork with a priceless signature of a master. DEJAVU. I am not worthy.. Again, presenting the treasure.. a national treasure:
-- BB
-- BB
April is full of treasures!
Staying at my parents' house during the break allowed me to rummage through old stuff. (I should be sorting and doing some spring cleaning.) and look what I saw!
YES! An autograph of THE LARRY ALCALA!
and I saw a Valentine Card I made for my parents (school project most probably, I am not THAT sweet :) when I was Grade 2. Looking at the fuzz, the frills and the frou frou.. possibly this is still the shape of my heart.
BB in daldal mode, kakagatin na ako ni Bien. I've been hogging his blog for days. He is ready, no more breaks he says. I should do my own blog. Reminding me of the title of this blog. BIENVENIDO AND OTHER SHOW DOG BLOGS.
Ooops, so there.
Bye.
-- BB (err Blogsquatter Boss)
PS. It's really one fine day. My dad could already stand up, the first time in a month! Yehey!
Kwento behind Ikot Iglesia
I did a mini version of bisita iglesia, yup true to theme, so usual Good Friday. It was more of a cultural journey for me than of spiritual.. shooting 2 birds by dropping by the pirated DVD haven, then went to Quiapo church. First time inside, as in first time! It was my first stop, so i was feeling my way through the protocols of bisita iglesia. I had a camera with me, actually this was my primary purpose, I remember my ex doing a beautiful (BEAUTIFUL!) spread in his magazine about Philippine churches also circa Holyweek years ago (I think I was doing an ode to his photography, nga lang hamak na amateur ang version ko.)
But before I could enter the church walls, a lady was offering me pampar*gla, as in insistent as if I looked pregnant and worried, she actually held my arm wanting to pull me to a corner so we can discuss my "problem" and her solution, and that as we all know is abortion. (That I know from watching all the Quiapo documentaries and movies.. Bulaklak ng maynila, Lagarista, that Piolo telenovela with Angelica, etc. etc.) Or maybe that side of the church I passed through was the "r*gla customers only" entrance and I just missed the sign.
The church was big and busy, the works, people lining up on the mystery areas with prayerbooks, dasal vendors, prayerful kneel-walkers. I was more intimidated than prayerful, even if i could hear prayer murmurs everywhere.. my thoughts : if I have the power to hear audibly the prayers of these people, i wish to hear the specifics of the Quiapo denizens, will it be :
Patawad, nag book na naman ako ng isang babae para magpalaglag..
Kung kasalanan ba ang piracy, sorry na po..
Sana po hindi nangangailan din yung aleng kinupitan ko ng dagdag na bente pesos sa overpricing, paumanhin na lang po..
Basbasan ninyo na lang din po yung kandilang kabebenta ko lang po, kahit walang pagkakaiba sa binebenta sa palengke...
I was afraid to take out my camera, I might be reprimanded by unofficial marshals for shooting fee or something. Glad a foreigner came toting a more professional and obvious camera, i shot my flashless pictures in silence..
Next stop, San Sebastian.
It was a jeepney and long walk to get there, I've passed it before coming to Quiapo so I basically know the area. I wasn't so sure tho at first if I was walking the right direction, i didn't want to go the taxi way because i was kinda out of spendthrift mode. Long walk or not, this church was worth the trip, not a lot of people was around, solemn and magical, this kind of church will make me frequent religion. I had a blast shooting and contemplating.. San Sebastian will be on top of my list IF I get married and IF i was a Catholic, two IFs to hurdle, two big IFs! I was blessed with a soundtrack to accompany my San Sebastian journey, their resident chorus was rehearsing most probably for the Easter celebs, heavenly.
I was actually filled and fulfilled already, but thought about a lackluster bisita with only 2 churches, not even blog worthy, so I decided to go to Intramuros via taxi. Taxi drivers during holy week are good guys, meter abiders, they would not make distance nor pasahero possibility (dagdagan nyo na po, wala pong pasahero ngayon) excuses (Penance!) And I think who could refuse a madasalin damsel (from church point A to church point B) like me.
Next stop : San Agustin
This church is next beautiful to SB. It had good interesting architecture highlights and an interesting church matron assistance group in other words "manang brigade" who assists visitors and checks order and silence. I think they zeroed in on me and my camera wielding ways. But then they left me alone after they saw that i was considerate enough doing non-flash photography, also i think they took me for a foreigner because i wasn't making a sound, I wasn't stepping on the tiles with names (woooaaahhhh are they really graves?) and I wasn't acting like usual local catholics (in a way there's something "foreign" i agree.)
Last is the Manila Cathedral
I was a bit disappointed with the anti-climax that was THE Cathedral. After the surprise that was SB, I was looking forward to a grand cathedral. This was the home church of the ARCH Bishop, the most sought after wedding church of the rich and famous, but it was just a major church, not so grand, not so cold, not so massive.. I am no expert in churches, I have been to a handful only but I maybe just demystified the MC, sorry, really unimpressed. The only notable feature of the church is an ENG Van of GMA parked nearby and a slew of barong clad men in the altar area, most probably security checking for an important televised mass by Black Saturday or Easter Sunday. Ho-hum!
Ended the day with Chowking Halo halo. How Pinoy traditional can you go?
Notes :
Pasensiya if i stumble into irreverence, just in case I did.
I really thought I did this on a Friday, but it was Black Saturday pala.
-- BB
But before I could enter the church walls, a lady was offering me pampar*gla, as in insistent as if I looked pregnant and worried, she actually held my arm wanting to pull me to a corner so we can discuss my "problem" and her solution, and that as we all know is abortion. (That I know from watching all the Quiapo documentaries and movies.. Bulaklak ng maynila, Lagarista, that Piolo telenovela with Angelica, etc. etc.) Or maybe that side of the church I passed through was the "r*gla customers only" entrance and I just missed the sign.
The church was big and busy, the works, people lining up on the mystery areas with prayerbooks, dasal vendors, prayerful kneel-walkers. I was more intimidated than prayerful, even if i could hear prayer murmurs everywhere.. my thoughts : if I have the power to hear audibly the prayers of these people, i wish to hear the specifics of the Quiapo denizens, will it be :
Patawad, nag book na naman ako ng isang babae para magpalaglag..
Kung kasalanan ba ang piracy, sorry na po..
Sana po hindi nangangailan din yung aleng kinupitan ko ng dagdag na bente pesos sa overpricing, paumanhin na lang po..
Basbasan ninyo na lang din po yung kandilang kabebenta ko lang po, kahit walang pagkakaiba sa binebenta sa palengke...
I was afraid to take out my camera, I might be reprimanded by unofficial marshals for shooting fee or something. Glad a foreigner came toting a more professional and obvious camera, i shot my flashless pictures in silence..
Next stop, San Sebastian.
It was a jeepney and long walk to get there, I've passed it before coming to Quiapo so I basically know the area. I wasn't so sure tho at first if I was walking the right direction, i didn't want to go the taxi way because i was kinda out of spendthrift mode. Long walk or not, this church was worth the trip, not a lot of people was around, solemn and magical, this kind of church will make me frequent religion. I had a blast shooting and contemplating.. San Sebastian will be on top of my list IF I get married and IF i was a Catholic, two IFs to hurdle, two big IFs! I was blessed with a soundtrack to accompany my San Sebastian journey, their resident chorus was rehearsing most probably for the Easter celebs, heavenly.
I was actually filled and fulfilled already, but thought about a lackluster bisita with only 2 churches, not even blog worthy, so I decided to go to Intramuros via taxi. Taxi drivers during holy week are good guys, meter abiders, they would not make distance nor pasahero possibility (dagdagan nyo na po, wala pong pasahero ngayon) excuses (Penance!) And I think who could refuse a madasalin damsel (from church point A to church point B) like me.
Next stop : San Agustin
This church is next beautiful to SB. It had good interesting architecture highlights and an interesting church matron assistance group in other words "manang brigade" who assists visitors and checks order and silence. I think they zeroed in on me and my camera wielding ways. But then they left me alone after they saw that i was considerate enough doing non-flash photography, also i think they took me for a foreigner because i wasn't making a sound, I wasn't stepping on the tiles with names (woooaaahhhh are they really graves?) and I wasn't acting like usual local catholics (in a way there's something "foreign" i agree.)
Last is the Manila Cathedral
I was a bit disappointed with the anti-climax that was THE Cathedral. After the surprise that was SB, I was looking forward to a grand cathedral. This was the home church of the ARCH Bishop, the most sought after wedding church of the rich and famous, but it was just a major church, not so grand, not so cold, not so massive.. I am no expert in churches, I have been to a handful only but I maybe just demystified the MC, sorry, really unimpressed. The only notable feature of the church is an ENG Van of GMA parked nearby and a slew of barong clad men in the altar area, most probably security checking for an important televised mass by Black Saturday or Easter Sunday. Ho-hum!
Ended the day with Chowking Halo halo. How Pinoy traditional can you go?
Notes :
Pasensiya if i stumble into irreverence, just in case I did.
I really thought I did this on a Friday, but it was Black Saturday pala.
-- BB
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Panata = Turista
This Holy week is quite unusual for me. I couldn't make plans, couldn't flap my wings.
Still counting my blessings, I had a wonderful budget vacation in Manila. Reintroduced myself to 12 hour sleeps (waaaahhhhh priceless!) marathon movies, family bonding, and a chance na mabura lahat ng backlog sa office and eventually make papogi with proactive work.
And then this idea..
Bisita Iglesia!
more sa multiply.
Sana magaling akong kumuha ng pictures o kaya magaling ako magkuwento..
Marami akong nakita sa Maynila, maluwang kasi ang kalsada at walang gaanong tao.. pero tuloy pa rin ang ikot ng kumersiyo
alam ko naman kung paano puntahan, alam ko ano ang i-expect. Nadayo na naman ako sa area na 'yon. Ibang mata, ibang paa..
may nag-akala na naghahanap ako ng pampar*gla
may nag-akala na isa akong turista,
kaya siguro nahihiya silang manita.
Ulitin ko ulit, discovering my neighborhood. Oo, bibisita ako, Bamboo Organ at Lourdes, siguro about time.. kapitbahay lang naman.
Ay sa mga di maintindihan kung bakit, iba kasi ang kinalakihan ko. Hindi ako katoliko.
HAPPY EASTER!
--BB
Still counting my blessings, I had a wonderful budget vacation in Manila. Reintroduced myself to 12 hour sleeps (waaaahhhhh priceless!) marathon movies, family bonding, and a chance na mabura lahat ng backlog sa office and eventually make papogi with proactive work.
And then this idea..
Bisita Iglesia!
more sa multiply.
Sana magaling akong kumuha ng pictures o kaya magaling ako magkuwento..
Marami akong nakita sa Maynila, maluwang kasi ang kalsada at walang gaanong tao.. pero tuloy pa rin ang ikot ng kumersiyo
alam ko naman kung paano puntahan, alam ko ano ang i-expect. Nadayo na naman ako sa area na 'yon. Ibang mata, ibang paa..
may nag-akala na naghahanap ako ng pampar*gla
may nag-akala na isa akong turista,
kaya siguro nahihiya silang manita.
Ulitin ko ulit, discovering my neighborhood. Oo, bibisita ako, Bamboo Organ at Lourdes, siguro about time.. kapitbahay lang naman.
Ay sa mga di maintindihan kung bakit, iba kasi ang kinalakihan ko. Hindi ako katoliko.
HAPPY EASTER!
--BB
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