Aileen Siroy Photoblog

At Flight 001.

2012-02-11T16:56:00.004+08:00

The Louvre | Paris, France (many years ago) | ©2012.
Last January, Flight 001 emailed me (in part): "We found your travels/photography through twitter, and think you have some really amazing work."

They asked if they could feature me. "We call these inspiring travelers AMBASSADORS and we think that you would be a perfect candidate to feature."

Grateful for this. And for everyone who is happy for me.

A Bit of Happiness.

2012-02-09T19:23:00.010+08:00

Happy Colors | Sentro 1771, Serendra | ©2012.
It was already 2am, I was in bed just about to sleep when I received an email from the production editor of a photo magazine in the UK that their April issue will come out this February. One of my macro flower photos will be featured in the magazine's gallery. Imagine my happiness. They actually already emailed weeks ago confirming the feature. Still, this email made me happy.

This may be a small thing to some people. And perhaps, this may really be just a small thing. And who knows, maybe, my photograph just occupies a minuscule space in the magazine. But this is something for me. This means a lot to me. And I am incredibly grateful!

You see, I come from a small village, in a small town, in a small city, in a small island, in a small country. There are 94 million people in the Philippines and about 7 billion people in the world and my photograph gets published in the UK. What were the odds? How can I not be grateful?

The magazine found me in Flickr. In the sea of thousands and thousands of awesome photographs there, what where the odds?

There was a moment though, in the middle of my happiness, when I felt a sudden self-doubt. "Silly," a friend told me. "A photography magazine is publishing it. A photography magazine," she stressed.

Together with the email from the magazine, I also received three more fabulous emails today. I am grateful and happy, I shouldn't entertain silly thoughts.

I can't tell you enough, my readership of five (haha), how very grateful I am.

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An afterthought:

I have a fabulous Flickr community. And I miss them.

Good Things.

2012-01-29T18:04:00.004+08:00

Fluffy Hearts | Sunday Market | ©2012.

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Been receiving so many surprises from the email lately -- blog readers who write the kindest words and invitations from websites to feature my travel blog.

Also got three invitations to speak.

My college photography professor communicated to me through FB, inviting me to speak infront of his students (he has more than 50). I was deeply touched.

My long-time friend, Fr Morrel, invited me to do a photography workshop for their pinoy photography group in Rome.

The other day, I received an invitation from a photography group in Cebu to give a talk this February on wedding photography.

My professor's invitation will happen when I go to Cebu (and classes are still ongoing). The Rome workshop needs a little more planning. And I still have to reply to the last invitation.

Awesome clients.

Thoughtful gifts.

Even more thoughtful friends.

Walking/running buddies who always make me laugh.

Trips to look forward to. What happy thought!

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From now on, I promise to put titles to my photographs.

Proud.

2012-01-27T17:21:00.003+08:00

Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead.
{Adele}

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Indulge me. I'm just really proud of my niece and nephews.
And I super miss them.

Eunie (and his twin Eugie, not on video), 16 | Miko, 15 | Aiana, 12
Eunie, Miko, & Aiana play the guitar. Miko also plays the drums. Eugie plays the bass.

That Face.

2012-01-25T19:53:00.005+08:00

I was organizing and browsing through hundreds of photographs when I saw this picture of Binky and Anyo from our new year's day family shoot. I couldn't help but laugh at his facial expression. This 4-year-old makes the funniest faces. He always looks like he has some naughty plan.

And I miss him.

Whenever I call home, he'd tell me: "Dugay kaayo ka anhi!"

I can't wait for April to come. Because then, I'd be home and hugging this little one.

Bestfriend.

2012-01-18T19:09:00.004+08:00

I have a new bestfriend. Her name is Angela. And she's 11.
She's the smartest and sweetest 11-year-old bestfriend anyone could ever have.

At the beginning of the year, I got a pretty camera notepad and a bestfriend certificate from Angela.
How utterly sweet and thoughtful is that? :) Thank you, Angela!

Someone said Yes.

2012-01-13T23:43:00.004+08:00

I had a dinner date with my sisters tonight. But before dinner, D and I dropped by SMX Bridal Fair and checked out wedding suppliers. I dropped by Oly Ruiz's booth first. Of course, I had a picture taken with him. Some two years ago, I attended one of Oly Ruiz's wedding workshops. He is a genius. And if you are in Manila, do drop by SMX and check out his booth. He makes fabulous wedding albums, too!

Anyway, dinner was at Cafe Adriatico at the Mall of Asia with future in-laws. Good food. There was an easy exchange of laughter and conversation. Love was overflowing, too. You see, someone got formally engaged tonight. :)

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All photos are from the iPhone | Instagram

The Holidays.

2012-01-11T20:51:00.022+08:00

Just a quick post about how my December break went. :)

My friends and I met up the day before I left Manila. I think it was also the same day my friend S arrived from Jakarta. We had dinner at Fely J's in GB5 and headed off to Seattle's Best for coffee and dessert. We exchanged gifts and stories and hugs and good wishes.

We all had pictures of our friend Riss that night. We teased her that she's a celebrity now. You see, she travels around the world and most times, she makes presentations and have high-level meetings (read: with justices, gov't officials, and if I remember it right, even with royalties). How incredibly awesome is that? We are mighty proud of her!

I met up with Pat and Mimi on the day I arrived in Cebu. From the airport, I went straight to Ayala. I could not NOT meet Pat because I haven't seen her for a looooong time! And I terribly miss her! I wish we had more time that day. It was also wonderful to see Mimi and meet Pat's equally beautiful sister, M. I was surrounded by amazing and beautiful girls that afternoon at Cafe Laguna. Thank you Pat and Mimi for your time and for the gifts! I love them!

Christmas Eve was wonderful. Although we missed my sister Azenith and her family, we had them on Skype. We had a good noche buena, exchanged gifts, and laughed a lot. We also had this family photo, a tradition, with Azenith's family on Skype.

I was also so happy to see the kids again. Clark and Anyo took turns sleeping beside me. Bo was her usual demure self. She's like an old person when she talks. Oh, they're all growing up so fast; sometimes, it makes me sad.

We four spent a lot of time together. It's wonderful to have people in your life who would rather spend time with you than somewhere else. This was taken during our pre-new year's lunch at Everything Yummy. We totally loved this place. Great, great food!

♥

There were days that I did not bring my camera with me and only took pictures with my iPhone. Ah yes, since I got my iPhone, I've become quite lazy to bring my camera. Haha. From here on, photos are from the iPhone. *grin*

When this picture was taken, I actually brought my camera with me but I totally forgot to bring my memory cards! I wanted to kick myself in the butt! So I took pictures using my phone. This was taken during our annual family reunion. We're very few this year. Many families are already out of the country. This is our first family picture without my grandparents. Without them, Christmas will only be half as happy.

Every Christmas, we'd always let my nephews and niece sing or dance. Last Christmas was no exception! And since they're thousands of miles away, we let them sing through Skype!

I got terribly sick while in Cebu. I had a 40 degree-fever and a swollen lymph node on the neck. I almost looked like I had mumps. So my sister Binky and I made three trips to the hospital between Christmas and New Year. Funny though, in this picture, Binky looked like she's the one who was sick. Haha.

When I was feeling a bit better, I had quick coffee with my college friends. It's always so refreshing to be around them.

That same day, Mom, D and I went to pay our respects to the Mayor's mother who passed away. The mayor is a good friend of Mom and D. She also happens to be my friend Jaida's aunt. Small world. Jaida and I have been friends for a long time and no matter where life takes us, I know she and I will always be friends.

The day before I left Cebu, I got to meet J, Misty, and Jane. Good memories. We totally forgot to take pictures because we were so busy talking!

And then last weekend, I met up with my friends, this time with R and T. This is our first get-together for the year. Lovely. We had lunch at the posh Newport City Mall. I was very happy to see R and T again. I was inspired to see R, looking happy, despite the big C. His strength is, perhaps, the inspiration I need to start off this year with steadfast hope, faith, and gratitude.

I have amazing people in my life. I feel blessed. And loved.

Beautiful 2011.

2012-01-08T20:12:00.023+08:00

Last year was utterly beautiful year despite some loss and bouts of illness. I choose to see the good in it because really, a very big part of 2011 was incredible and happy with lots of wonderful surprises.

Here, I am making a list of the highlights and milestones I'm grateful about in 2011.

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It was last year that I had my first newspaper feature. What were the odds of me getting featured out of 90 million people in this country? I will always be thankful to CDN for having seen me.

I had travel articles published. Thank you, CDN, for asking me to submit articles and opening doors for me.

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I traveled. Although I did not travel as much as I used to, but the trips I made were very memorable. I went to Laoag and Vigan with Jingjing (who I've been friends with for more than 20 years). I also did quick trips to two of my favorite cities - Cebu and Tagaytay. I went to Legaspi and Donsol, too.

In Donsol, I swam with whale sharks. In Legaspi, I gazed at the majesty of Mt. Mayon.

And then I went to Davao and Samal Island for a lifestyle show. This was one of the greatest surprises last year. I never thought I'd be on TV, even in my wildest dreams. But more than being on the show, it was gaining new friends that I am incredibly grateful about. I will be in another episode this Tuesday! *grin*

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Last year, I got to own my first Macbook Pro and an heirloom Constellation watch. I am also very grateful for all the simple little things that make me happy -- letters, calls, postcards, notebooks, notepads, pens, band-aids (haha), hairclips, bags, and friendship certificates (Hi Angela)!

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Having the privilege of entering into people's lives by photographing many important moments in their lives. Yes, I covered weddings and birthdays and events of amazing people.

Took portraits of REAL beautiful people.

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I got invited by the PLDT Camera Club to give a speech. It was such an honor. It was also wonderful to be surrounded by so many talented people.

I received a ton of heartwarming emails and messages from friends and strangers (mostly about my photography and blogs). I will always be grateful.

Teaching photography and post-processing kept me busy. And I love teaching!

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Repainted and re-decorated my home. It's now black and white with splashes of red. My work space got featured at daintymom.com! Grateful to know Martine, the Dainty Mom, because she's one of the most inspiring human beings out there.

Met and had conversations with a lot of interesting people. I shall never forget that afternoon where I had coffee and conversations with Bishop Cruz.

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I am generally a peaceful and happy person but it was last year that I actually wrote an angry letter to that libakera girl. No one messes with my family and gets away with it! I am grateful I am no longer friends with people who do not know the meaning of friendship and loyalty. :)

My sister Azenith and her family left for Canada. My sister immediately found a job, her husband has been promoted, the kids formed a band and are in their school's honors list.

My sister D has been very busy with shooting and taping. And I hope she'd have more projects this year.

Mom got a part in an indie film -- My Paranormal Romance. And she was awesome in the film!

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Blogging. My blogs have been vehicles for me getting invited to events, travels, and meeting fabulous people and gaining new friends.

I also loved all the time (weekends and dinners and and coffee and movie dates) I spent with my family and friends. Everyone made me feel very loved. And they allowed me to love them the way I know how.

Knowing (albeit online) and meeting so many fabulous, talented, and inspiring people like Tuesday, Martine, Frances, and Miguel. They are the nicest people, too!

My most favorite part of 2011 was strengthening my bond with old friends and gaining new ones.

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And although I lost my Grandpa last year, I comfort myself in the thought that he is no longer in pain and that he is in a better place now. I still miss him everyday.

Big THANK YOU to everyone who has been a part of my 2011. And thank you, 2011, for flying by so fast and for being fabulous! I am very grateful to my amazing God!

Portrait | Clark & Bo.

2012-01-05T18:55:00.007+08:00

I have, in previous entries, posted Baden and Anyo's photos of our new year family shoot. Here are a few photos of Bo and Clark. As I said before, this family shoot is simple (no grand concept or magic) -- we just wear something presentable, put on a little makeup (for the adults), and then smile for the camera. :)

The kids have grown. It's cliche, but really, time flies so fast. And this is why I love to take portraits of them every chance I get.

Portrait | Anyo.

2012-01-04T19:55:00.005+08:00

When asked what they want to become when they grow up,
eight-year-old Clark said he wants to become an engineer.
Six-year-old Bo said she wants to be a policewoman & a beauty queen.
Four-year-old Anyo said: "When I grow up, I want to kiss girls!"

More photos of Anyo during our New Year's Day family shoot. :)

The Sweet Scent of Cookies.

2012-01-02T23:19:00.007+08:00

When I wore my Hello Kitty perfume, I beamed: "I smell like vanilla!"
My nephew Clark said: "No, you smell like cookies."
Oh, to smell like cookies! How wonderful! I really like the thought. :)

Then the kids hugged and sniffed me no end.

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Thank you, Chelo, for remembering. I love everything you sent me. ♥

Portrait | Dionne.

2012-01-01T21:04:00.007+08:00

Every new year's day, I take pictures of my family. There are no special concepts of the shoot, really. We just dress up and pose. This year, we didn't go far. Mom added a small vine canopy in the middle of her little garden, so we did the shoot there.

My camera has been a silent and faithful witness to how my nephews and nieces have grown, and how we've all changed through the years. I'm really loving this simple family tradition we've started some few years back. :)

Here are some photos of D. I will post more photos in the coming days.

And oh, happy new year! :)

Happy New Year!

2011-12-31T18:19:00.009+08:00

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness.
I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful,
and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can.

May your coming year be a wonderful thing, in which you dream both dangerously and outrageously.
I hope you’ll make something that didn’t exist before you made it, that you will be loved and you will be liked,
and that you will have people to love and to like in return.

And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now),
I hope that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind.
And I hope that somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

{Neil Gaiman | A New Year’s Benediction}

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Big thank you to everyone who made my 2011 magical and meaningful.
May 2012 be incredibly awesome to you, blessing you with everything you truly need and want. :)

Happy new year!

Christmas Cookies.

2011-12-28T22:17:00.004+08:00

Our house smells of chocolate chip and oatmeal cookies this Christmas season.
The cookies are so good, they taste like sunrise.

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Photo: My sister Binky. She can whip up delicious things in the kitchen.
Taken just infront of Mom's vine canopy and our giant parol.

Anniversary | Jane and Aldwin.

2011-12-27T13:43:00.007+08:00

My friend Jane and her husband Aldwin celebrated their 10th anniversary this month. When Jane asked me some months back if I could photograph them so they'll have a remembrance of this milestone in their lives, I immediately said yes. Jane, after all, is one of my closest friends.

I met Jane back in college. We were both in the school paper. She's an awesome writer and I think that she should really publish a book. Jane is not only beautiful, she also has this very light aura about her. People are immediately drawn to her. She was, still is, such a happy spirit. She's incredibly intelligent, too. She graduated magna cum laude and was always in the honors roll in grade school and highschool. Above all, she has a very gentle heart.

We went to San Miguel for the shoot because that's where they met. It was the first time I actually spoke with Aldwin for long and I discovered that he's quick-witted and such a funny guy. Here's sharing some photos of the shoot. More photos over at Facebook.

Happy 10th, Jane and Tata! Thanks for the box of Cali! :D

Happy for Ces.

2011-12-14T18:39:00.007+08:00

Why do I have to be so bungisngis all the time? And it's forever printed on a magazine! :P
Remember about that awesome dinner at Ces' lovely home (and kitchen by Miele) I blogged about last November? The feature came out on this month's Appetite Magazine. I am so happy for Ces and extremely proud of her. She absolutely deserve this. I know how much hard work she put into decorating her home. Every appliance and furniture has been well thought out. She even traveled to Cebu to personally choose her Kenneth Cobonpue furnitures.

Her kitchen is incredibly lovely and huge, it is a template of every person's dream kitchen!

Chef Jessie prepared the most delicious dishes. Everyone was so fabulous and wonderful. Ah yes, I will always remember that night.

A Christmas Wishlist.

2011-12-08T23:13:00.013+08:00

Mass, Gitz & Jed's Wedding.
A couple of my friends have been asking me to post a Christmas Wishlist here. "I don't know what to give you. Please post a wishlist on your blog." My friend MJ texted.

Oh, there are so many things I want for Christmas! I have a long list of books I want to read in 2012. I want an iPad2 because I think I deserve it. I want a new wallet because the Kenneth Cole wallet my friend Sharon gave me last Christmas is just about to die. I used it everyday since I got it. And I want a new wallet (I love wallets, if you must know) but I won't say the brand that I want because it is ridiculously expensive. Haha. And I want an Orgasm (the blush, that is!) and a sexy red lipstick.

But...

I can give up all that for one thing --

that J's prayer (and wish) will be granted.

He is very special to me and all I want is for his wish to be granted.
And don't worry, he's perfectly ok (nothing morbid here). This is a happy wish. :)

I believe in the power of community prayer, so please join me in storming heaven for this intention. This will be the best gift you could give me. And oh, I'd love some extra hugs, too! :D

Because really, I already have everything I NEED.

Thank you.

Wedding | Gitz + Jed. (part 2)

2011-12-06T18:25:00.010+08:00

Sharing more photos of Gitz and Jed on their wedding day. I can't say enough how beautiful it was, minus all the mush. Really, it was all fun and laughter and love.

More photos over at Facebook.

Wedding | Gitz + Jed.

2011-12-05T19:33:00.011+08:00

When Gitz asked me to be one of the photographers on her wedding, I immediately said yes. I don't say yes to everyone. After all, I'm semi-retired. *grin* But Gitz is one of my favorite people on earth and it was a real privilege to photograph her as she and Jed tied the knot last Saturday.

The wedding was as gorgeous as the bride and groom. Everything was well-thought out. Everyone had a grand time. There was dancing, good food, laughter, hugs, kisses, and a few happy tears.

I met Gitz during my stint at PEMSEA. We became friends. She and a couple of girls there became my lunch buddies. I love them! They're genuine, smart, and all around nice people. They were at the wedding and seeing them again made me realize just how much I missed them.

Sharing some photos of the wedding. More photos over at Facebook. :)

Congratulations Gitz and Jed! Wishing you both forever!

The fab people from PEMSEA.

More photos soon!

A Speech and a Luau.

2011-12-05T17:42:00.003+08:00

Share your knowledge. Some people may copy your style, but they will never be able to steal your eyes.

{part of my speech during the PLDT Camera Club Christmas Party}

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It was such a surprise when I got a call some weeks back inviting me to speak at PLDT's Camera Club Christmas Party.
And I'm really glad I said yes. They were the nicest people. I had so much fun that night. I was very inspired by their
passion, their camaraderie, and their talent. As I told them, being there was a perfect ending to my 2011.

And oh, I thought there were other speakers. But I was the only speaker that night. It was such an honor.

Some of them approached me, shook my hand, and thanked me for my inspiring words. Incredibly heartwarming.

Thank you PLDT Camera Lens Club. And thank you Bambi for accompanying me that night and for taking this picture. :)

Loved.

2011-12-01T19:39:00.011+08:00

Today, Chichi left comments to this picture over at FB and said that DB made a good choice in picking me to do the photos (of the Liturgy guide). "Only you can put emotions into this piece," she said. Her comment was the sweetest thing I got today, I told her. And then she added: "There is something about your work that really makes the ordinary so extra ordinary. Magical even. Effortless kaayo imong framing, color combination and concepts."

Thank you, Chi! Your comment means a lot to me. I miss you.

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My friend Ces posted this on her wall with my FB and website links --
"Get to know Aileen Siroy. Follow her here, be enamored by the magic she weaves into her photographs and see why i think she is the most amazing, talented, sweetest, sincerest person on Earth."

I think Ces is such an amazing, talented, sweet person, too. :) Every person should have a friend like her.

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Fr Sunny, Tita Viv, Tita Lou, and Tita Wi posed for a group picture and tagged me. Tita Viv said: "Ai, our group pic, for you." And then Fr Sunny said: "We had you in mind when we took this picture." How incredibly sweet is that? I wish we'd all be together in one place one day! How I miss them! *sniff*

I got my copy of the Pagsaulog this week, handcarried by my friend JJ who came over to Manila for a quick vacation. It's quite a joy to see my photographs on print.

Grateful that they trusted me to do their pictures.

Happy Things.

2011-11-18T20:20:00.016+08:00

These are the things that are making me happy these days. ~

Just barely three months in Canada, my nephews and niece already played twice infront of a big audience.
Today I was told that they are also in their school's honors' list! I'm beaming with so much pride!

Mommy, as Lucas' mom in My Paranormal Romance. Yes, I haven't gotten over how funny she was in the movie.

Quick chats with my sister and her family in Canada. It's such a joy.

Being remembered and thought about.

Emails from friends who live abroad.

Orgasm, the blush. What were you thinking? :P

Phone conversations with my Mom.

The voice of Clark, Beau, and Anyo on the phone.

My Constellation. :)

A friend finishing his masters Magna Cum Laude abroad.
Yes, I'm such a stage-friend. Proud and happy for him.

Sunny, windy days. It already smells like Christmas!

Finding a pair of jeans that perfect fits (especially in the butt!).

Long handwritten letters.

Being loved. Just because.

J, the most amazing human being I know.

They Have Souls.

2011-11-18T19:02:00.003+08:00

This is why I think animals have souls. :D

He looked. And then stared.

And then he smiled.

{Vigan, Feb 2011}

If I could have one...

2011-11-17T20:28:00.012+08:00

The Dainty Mom tagged me and because I love her, I'm doing this. :)

If I could have one city/place to live in, it would be here.

Cotswald, England where they shot Stardust. Photo by ArwensGrace.

I would love to live here, in one of the cottages in Arlington Row. How charming would that be?
It's my dream to live in charming neighborhoods. This would be a perfect place to write.
Or photograph. Or daydream. And oh, of course, there's also New York.

If I could have one place to vacation at, it would be Europe.

Anagni Italy. Photo by my Flickr-friend, Giuseppe.

There's truly so much to see in Europe. I want to go back to France and Switzerland.
I want to explore more cities both in Eastern and Western Europe. And then there's Italy.
It would be wonderful to live there for a year or two and just explore the entire country. *dreaming*

If I could have one color to wear, it would be black.

Carolina Herrera. Apologies, can't remember where I grabbed this. :)

Black, white, gray. I could live with these colors and then pop them with red or something bright.
Can't go wrong with these colors. Can't go wrong with black. For me, black is the new pink. :D
And I love Carolina Herrera. Her designs are always elegant, just like the woman herself.

If I could have one celebrity crush, it would be Hugh Jackman.

At the Oscar's. Photo by criticschoice.com.

I'm not one to crush on celebrities (or people in general). In fact, I only have one celebrity crush ever --
Sean Connery. And Hugh reminds me of Sean. They're both handsome with sexy accent! Yum. Haha.

If I could have one dessert to eat, it would be popcorn.

Chicago Mix Popcorn. Love this. Although generally, I prefer the simple salted one.

And you thought I was going to say chocolate or ice cream or creme brulee, right? *grin*
Popcorn may not be in the dessert category to some people, but it is in mine.
And popcorn is my idea of putting fiber in my diet. :D

If I could have one book to read, it would be... wait, can I have two?

The Greatest Salesman by Og Mandino and When Bad Things Happen to Good People by Harold Kushner.

While I read books the entire year, I go back to these two books for inspiration.
I was 12 years old when I first read The Greatest Salesman and have shared it to many people since.
Kushner's When Bad Things I read some years back. I like his pragmatic views on life and God.

If I could have one movie to watch, it would be Ever After.

I want a gown and wings like that on my wedding day. Haha. Photo by ivewatchedit.com.

Romantic and beautifully-made. A feel-good movie. Love all the gowns in this movie, too!

If I could have one Celeb Character as a roommate, it would Lara Croft.

Lara Croft. Photo by celebritysection.com.

I would ask her about her adventures and maybe, ask her to take me along with her! Haha.

If I could have one food to eat, it would be anything fried.

Pepper and Peppers' version of Bagnet.

This may sound really unhealthy, but I love anything fried.
My favorite? Mom's fried chicken and Manila Q's Bagwang.

If I could have one TV show to watch, it would be NCIS.

My favorite characters on TV! Photo by babble.com.

Witty and funny and interesting! I love this show. I've always loved police/forensics/detective tv shows
since I was a kid. I love solving mysteries. Karate shows come in close second! :D

This was fun! Thanks for the tag, Martine!

Proud.

2011-11-15T20:32:00.010+08:00

Photo grabbed from My Paranormal Romance official website.
Last Sunday, my friends and I + D watched My Paranormal Romance at the Edsa Shangrila Premier Cinema. Even though the movie was in Cebuano (with English subtitle), my tagalog friends watched it only because my Mom was in it. Yes, I have the most loving friends and it means a lot to me that they love my family, too. As Chelo said over twitter: "thats what true friends do! they support our loved ones' endeavors. the most basic of friendship unwritten rule." Oh, how true! :)

Anyway, D and I are very proud of Mommy. She played the male lead star's mom. It was a small and quick role but she was memorable. She played the part so well. She was the funniest! I heard the loudest laughter when she appeared and said her lines. Just my opinion and observation, of course. I'm her daughter and I could've heard my own laughter. Haha.

We posed infront of the poster after the movie. We even had pictures with the lead stars. We are jologs like that. But wait, Van Roxas (the male lead) and D are friends, so it wasn't very jologs to have a picture with him, right?

The female lead, Phoebe Kaye, was the first one to say hello to D. Such a nice and sweet girl. No airs at all, unlike some feeling sikat celebrities in Cebu who have delusions of superstardom. Phoebe Kaye was such a breath of fresh air.

It was also my friend Bambi's birthday. After the movie, we had a feast at C2. And like all our get-togethers, we shared a lot of stories and laughter.

My entire week was a storm of activities. The slowness of events last Sunday was a welcome treat.

Congratulations, Mom! :)

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You can still catch My Paranormal Romance on December 1, 5pm, UP Film Center, UP Diliman.

My Paranormal Romance won Best Production Design and Best Editing during the Cinema One Originals 2011 Awards.

Friday Night.

2011-11-14T18:51:00.006+08:00

Thank you for the cake, Joni!
My birthday celebration doesn't seem to end. I'm not complaining. In fact, I am tremendously enjoying every bit of it. The only not-so-good thing about all these celebrations is that I have steadily been gaining weight. But I'm happy. My heart is expanding as much as my belly. Thing is, you can't see how full my heart is. And the belly? Well, the guard at the MRT station just told everyone to let me have space by saying: "Paupuin po natin ang buntis." Haha.

That MRT-ride took me to Quezon City last friday to meet up with my newfound friends for a little get-together for my birthday. PopTalk's Executive Producer, Joni, opened her home to me.

That amazing girl in the middle is Joni. Here, with producers Richelle and Luz + Jane (researcher).
It was such a fantastic night. We had food and conversations and laughter. We took a lot photos, too! They also invited some of their friends, so I met new fabulous friends that night.

They all made me feel so loved.

More photos over at Facebook.

Thank You.

2011-11-08T20:34:00.007+08:00

My mini birthday cake. Thank you, J for taking this picture.
It was such a lovely, breathtaking year. I have been given more than what I asked for. My heart is also expanding -- wider and deeper. I am in a beautiful place in my life and I am beyond grateful.

Thank you.

I turned a year older yesterday. I celebrated it with gratitude for all things -- perfect and imperfect, big and small, sublime and mundane.

Thank you.

And thank you to everyone who emailed, called, texted, left FB wall messages, sent cards and gifts. You all made me feel so loved.

My sister D at Mary Grace. Happy to see her.
And I had a lovely dinner, too, with J and D -- the two people I run to when I need some saving from occasional heartaches. After our dinner at the People's Palace (I love Thai food), we had coffee and dessert at Mary Grace.

My Ortigas friends (haha) treated me out to a marvelous dinner at The Frazzled Cook before my birthday. I love being with these three. Our conversations are always funny and deep and intense. When I am with them, I feel safe, comfortable, and more of myself.

Thank you Edeena, Grace, and Val. You three made me feel very special.

. . . . .

There are still two birthday dinners waiting for me. More than all the material things, it is the kind of people I have in my life that I am most grateful about.

Now, flipping a new page, starting a new chapter.

Happy birthday, Self.

An Evening with Ces, Miele, and Chef Jessie.

2011-11-06T19:39:00.009+08:00

Some weeks back, I received a message from my friend Ces inviting me to dinner at her house. It was going to be a very special occasion because she and her beautiful kitchen by Miele will have a shoot for a feature in a magazine. Plus, Chef Jessie Sincioco will be preparing the food.

I was extremely happy and excited for her and I thanked her for making me part of it. She said: "I want you to be part of everything, from the simple special moments to the big milestones." How sweet is that? :)

The day before the shoot and dinner, she texted me: "I'm getting jittery about tomorrow. I need your light! Please tell me you'll be there." I was not going to miss it for the world.

It was such a wonderful evening. I met so many fabulous people. I had so much fun. And it goes without saying that the food was beyond awesome.

Thank you, Ces!

About the food Chef Jessie prepared: please visit my food blog.
More photos over at Facebook.

There's an entire wall of Miele appliances in this kitchen. And this is Ces. She's all kinds of wonderful.
Everything about her house and her kitchen spells love and happiness.

Here, being interviewed by Mega Publishing's Miguel.
Miguel is one of the nicest people I've met that night! He took good care of me during dinner. :)

This dining table could sit 12. How pretty is this table setting?

Ah, my place on the table. Ces also showed me my room. Yes, I have a room in her house! Oh, I feel so special. :D

Chef Jessie taught us how she does her dishes. She cooked the entire evening. Tireless, amazing woman!

And of course, we took notes (well, except for this one guest who kept taking pictures! *grin*).

One of my favorite things that night? Meeting the kids again!
Here, the sweetest little girl on the planet, Shayna with Mom Ces.

Chef Jessie served so many delectable dishes. Visit my food blog for the details! Yum!

Steamed Tranche of Norwegian Salmon with dill-hollandaise dressing served with Linguine a la creme --
my favorite dish that night! :) Light and perfect!

We went home with these freshly baked cookies. Heaven!

Two Kinds of People.

2011-11-03T22:41:00.008+08:00

On my birthday month, I am grateful for two kinds of people in my life.

Grateful for all the kind-hearted, gentle-spirited people -- the ones who love me without question or condition, who have been true and loyal, who always have my back.

I am also grateful for the evil-spirited ones -- the ones who badmouthed, backstabbed, and betrayed me because these people serve as constant reminders of what I should NEVER be or become.

Laughter & Happiness in Pictures.

2011-10-27T20:10:00.012+08:00

I wasn't kidding when I said we had so much fun during and in-between takes. These pictures make me happy.

One last wacky pose by these two when we left Maxima.

And this, I can't even remember why we were laughing so hard here.
All I could remember is that we had so much fun that day. {Leticia by the Sea}

The girls wanted a running shot! Cute. And oh, fresh buko? Pure happiness! :) {Leticia by the Sea}

We three tried the Poparazzi, but we were not told to put our weight at the lower bottom of the ride.
So when the jetski started moving, we fell on the water, head first! It was such a riot! :D {Leticia by the Sea}

Since we failed at the poparazzi ride, Cherry and I (separately, of course) tried the donut ride.
You sit in a round rubber floater and you get dragged by a fast-moving jetski. Goodness, my butt hurt so bad each time it hit water!
After the ride, I felt like I lost two inches off my butt! It was an adrenalin rush! I was shouting my lungs out. :D

At the lobby of Marco Polo. Those funny girls at the background are brilliant producers and researchers!
I love how grounded they are. And how fun!

Posing like models, just outside the famous Aldevinco.
From left: Joni (Executive Producer), Tonipet (Host), and Jane (Researcher).

Tonipet is so hardworking. We went to the market to ~~grab~~ invite someone for the food ep! So fun!

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I know I will keep coming back to these pictures when I need to be reminded that happiness can be found everywhere, anytime,
and that I have many wonderful experiences I could go back to and that I have a tribe of incredible people surrounding me.

The Heart is Full.

2011-10-26T22:06:00.008+08:00

I received a lot of pleasant surprises this month. It almost feels like my birthday celebration started a month early. Or maybe, it is already Christmas my side of the world. :)

Despite the stress catching up on work after spending six days in Davao and Samal Island, I am grateful for so many things, big and small.

♥

My nephews and niece, barely three months in Canada, are already doing what they love to do -- sing. They formed a band (Miko on drums, Eunie & Aiana on guitar, Eugie on bass, Aiana is the lead vocalist). They've performed on two occasions and I am mighty proud of them.

I had the most awesome time in Davao & Samal Island. It will be an experience I will always treasure. I met the most amazing people. Above all, I gained new friends. I had so much fun!

J got me an advance birthday gift! I absolutely love it!

A bit of good news from CDN. :)

Two friends told me I am one of their favorite persons in the world. How heartwarming is that?

The Dainty Mom featured my home workspace. Such an honor to be featured in her blog. This space is simple but I am proud of it because I did all the painting and decorating. Go visit and leave Martine some love! :)

Delectable Dee left this message on my FB wall: "You're more than just lucky, in fact, you're not it. You are thoroughly blessed! And loved. ♥" I do feel quite blessed. And very loved. :)

My globetrotting friends are here -- S flew in from Jakarta and R just got back from Kenya. So we met up for a fabulous dinner. It was wonderful to see all of them again. That night felt a lot like Christmas.

So many good things are happening in the lives of my friends (and their families). I am proud and happy for them!

And the ever thoughtful Marislie quoted Louisa May Alcott and posted it on FB and said: 'It's for you, Ai.' -- this:
She was one of those happily created beings who please without effort, make friends everywhere, and take life so gracefully and easily that less fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky star.

My heart is full.

Wonderful Six Days.

2011-10-20T17:20:00.019+08:00

Hof Gorei
The six days I spent in Davao and Samal Island have been the most wonderful, I don't regret giving up the Masskara festival (but I certainly would want to go to the festival next year). It was a crazy-happy six full days filled with conversations, stories, laughter, and adventures worth telling.

Imagine this -- three resorts in three days and three buffets in one day! It was absolutely awesome!

Maxima Aqua Fun
We tried the water sports available in the resorts. We walked on narrow hanging canopy, too, (that's me in the picture!) and trekked 205 steps just to dip in a jacuzzi. There were also so many interesting events in between these activities and in between takes.

And I should confess now -- I fell off the banana boat twice! But that was not the embarrassing part. The embarrassing part was climbing back up the banana boat with so much difficulty because my butt was too heavy! Haha. Note to self: must lose weight!

And oh, I burned my hair while trying the fire poi because I was feeling fire dancer that night. Big mistake. Haha. But it was worth the fun and experience.

Leticia by the Sea
I will write about this adventure in my travel/food blog right after the show is aired so as not to preempt anything. After all, I will be Pop Talk's expert reviewer for the episodes we shot on the island and in Davao. Yes, two episodes! How lucky can I get? :D

I am utterly grateful for this experience. Grateful, too, to everyone who trusted I could do this -- my family, my friends, Martine, and the awesome Pop Talk producers/researchers/crew and host (Joni, Jane, Richelle, Luz, Joanna, Nino, Jepoy and Tonipet) who all made me feel comfortable and loved. Those who know me enough know I am painfully shy and agreeing to appear on tv is a brave step for me. I shall always remember this experience with pride and gratitude.

PS.

My favorite part about this trip? Meeting people, gaining friends.

Thank you.

2011-10-11T21:06:00.004+08:00

Thank you to everyone who grabbed a copy!

. . . . .
Received the package Mom sent me today. In it were CDNs (parts 1 & 2 of my Bali articles) and some tops I could wear for a tv guesting. I can tell she's so excited for me. And perhaps, a bit worried I have nothing to wear for the shoot. Haha. She knows I don't shop much for clothes. I'm more of a shoe and bag fiend.

Anyway, one of the show's researcher, J, called me today to confirm our flight this weekend. I am nervous. And a little bit scared. This is definitely different from all the things I've ever done in my life. But I do not back out on any challenge. As I wrote many years ago (over at multiply), I do not want to miss any opportunity or moment where I could learn and grow or become part of something wonderful. Mom once told me that it's the way to live a beautiful life.

Wish me luck. And oh pray I won't say anything silly. *grin*

And dear gods of beautiful bodies, please help me lose weight quick. LOL.

Missing the little ones.

2011-10-10T23:18:00.007+08:00

I am reposting this picture of my niece Bo because --
one, I found a similar picture of my nephew Clark that makes me ~~laugh~~ happy; two, she turned six last week; three, this is one of my favorite photos of her.

This was taken during one of my trips home. Story here.

He looks funny. Well, he is funny. He never wears anything but white sando when he's home. He turned eight years old last September 1.

Recently, he just blurted out to his mom that he has been in-love three times and that means, he had his heart broken three times, too. *gasp*

I miss this kid. I miss all of them, actually. I can't wait for Christmas to come.

PS. Anyo turned four years old last month, too! How time flies!

Birthday | Baby is 70!

2011-10-04T20:44:00.006+08:00

When E asked me to help her out prepare for her Mom's birthday celebration, I said yes without hesitation. I was, in fact, very excited about it. We met a couple of weekends prior to the party to discuss decors, flowers, favors, and just about anything. Oh, I love birthdays! And I love any occasion that makes people happy.

E's Mom, Baby, turned 70. She and E shares the same birthday (Sept 27, how awesome is that?) but they celebrated it last Saturday. It was a celebration of an amazing life and a gathering of family and friends. I finally met E's siblings and nephews and nieces. Such a good-looking family! E's sister looks like a movie star, I kid you not! Everyone was so nice, too!

The party was held in one of Valle Verde Country Club's halls and it was filled with lovely things and happiness that night.

Sharing some photos here and more photos over at Facebook.

Happy colors of peach, pink, fushia, and bright green.

Balloons everywhere!

Every party should have good food (yes, food was delish)! Oh, maja blanca, I miss you! :P

Iced tea!

I love the colors in this photo! These three sneaked out of the party to go to the photo booth! LOL.
This exact moment I took this picture, the birthday celebrant was being called back
because her grandchildren was going to show a surprise video for her.

Watching the videos her family prepared for her.

This is my favorite photo of the night -- she looked spontaneously happy. :)

My new friend A who looked very pretty that night and her gorgeous Mom, C. Thank you, C, for the batteries! :)

Talent runs in the family.

The cupcake favors on the left; and Lola Baby and her apo, E, on the right.

I kept telling E that night what good looking family she has!

This is E -- one of my favorite people on the planet. :)

Bali High.

2011-10-03T18:54:00.007+08:00

The first part of my Bali article came out last Saturday. My fourth! I still couldn't believe it. Can I now claim I'm a writer? Haha. I haven't gotten my copies yet, but CDN's NM emailed me a PDF copy of the layout (which I converted to JPG). She is so sweet.

The second part of the story will be out on Saturday (8 October). Show me some love, please grab a copy! :)

Super grateful!

Where do we go next? :)

Going Indie.

2011-09-30T19:38:00.002+08:00

During the shoot. Photos grabbed from Mom's FB.

. . . . .

Mom's going to be part of an indie film by Cinema One Productions. Go Mom! :D

This proves to me that no matter how old you are or where you are in your life,
it's never too late to fulfill your dreams or to let life surprise you.

Birthday | Rusheen Turns 18.

2011-09-28T20:07:00.013+08:00

The energy that night was incredible. I was running a fever and a bad cold that day (I was ready to collapse at the end of the party), but the energy of all the happy teenagers held me up the entire night. The party was fun, awesome, and heartwarming!

Rusheen is obviously quite loved by her parents and her friends.

Happy birthday, Rusheen!

Sharing some photos of Rusheen's party. More photos over at Facebook.

A big thank you to Precy for being so wonderful! :)

13.

2011-09-19T21:20:00.010+08:00

My first UN Christmas -- just a little less than five months since I arrived in Manila from Cebu.
I just turned 26 in this picture. I was 30 pounds lighter. I had big dreams.
And no, I can't remember why I was the only one who looked very happy in this picture. Haha.
Here with colleagues Masako, Dr Vic, Adam, and Angela.

. . . . .
It has been 13 years since I left Cebu to work here in Manila.

Those who know me long enough know I celebrate my anniversary every year. This year, I totally forgot! It was only last week when I remembered. So last weekend, J and I celebrated with an unhealthy meal at Chili's -- it was already a month and a few days late.

My journey has not been very easy, that is why I celebrate every year. I celebrate in gratitude for the all the blessings, experiences, lessons learned, adventures, misadventures, and friends I met along the way.

Last year, I wrote this and I feel more grateful now for everything.

Happy Anniversary, Self.

And THANK YOU to everyone who witnessed my beginnings and loved me since.

Took a leap of faith about five years ago and pursued what I always loved -- photography.
That's me taking pictures during our Bali trip. Thank you, Rissa, for this! :D

. . . . .
I am very hopeful about the future.

While I have plans, I am also open to serendipity. I am allowing life to surprise me. I am utterly excited about the next 13, 14, 15 years.

I have also been ticking off items in my Life List and I know that I will be ticking off more items as I go on with my journey. I know there will be more adventures, more learning, more friends, more blessings, more worlds to conquer, more memories to keep.

THANK YOU, Universe.

Oh, Love.

2011-09-16T17:53:00.002+08:00

Remember, remember the right one thinks you're wonderful right from the start.
Don't break your heart by falling in love with somebody who thinks you're not enough.
Life is already a lesson in chaos; love should be simpler.
Love somebody who loves you back. Do great things together.
Choose the steady over the heady; in due time, this'll be a reservoir of comfort.
In a nutshell, darlings, just please love wisely.

{Chin}

. . . .

Because I always feel mushy and romantic in the ber months (must be the cold weather).

Friendships.

2011-09-15T16:27:00.006+08:00

In her five years here in Manila, I am glad that my sister D found so many great and true showbiz and non-showbiz friends. I am assured that if I am not around, she has people she could run to.

It's only time though that can test if our friends will remain loyal and true and if our friendships will last. I hope that D's friends will remain her friends forever. I hope that none of them will ever betray her. And I hope that D will equally be a true friend to each of them.

She has friends younger than her. She has friends her age, too. And I'm happy that she also has a group of ~~old~~ friends who are my age. She has a bunch of ates and kuyas.

I'm the least 'showbiz' person in my family, so I am finding her life (and friendships) quite fascinating, amusing, and surreal.

For instance, I used to just watch Yayo in Bagets years back and now she's friends with D. Then there's Ara who invited D to her birthday party recently. Or Jennylyn who texted D years back if she could hang out at my place while she waits for her call time. How surreal is that?

Come to think of it, who wouldn't be amused if an artista drops by your Mom's office for a quick hello?

Photos grabbed from Mom's FB page. Yes, Mom has FB! :D
It was during her Bacolod trip last summer when D met Ara, Dennis, Ian V, and Jason A. They were all members of the basketball (men) and volleyball (women) teams that played in Bacolod then. While waiting for their flight back home, D called Mom and those four passed D's phone around to talk to my Mom. Sweet, right? They all have kept in touch since and have become good friends.

I'll probably never meet any of them, but I love them. I love those who love my family (those who love my Mom, especially). :)

And then I met Vhong and Archie during the Magic Ball. They accompanied D at the hotel lobby while she waited for me to pick her up. The party was still ongoing at that time but those two left for awhile just so D could have some company while waiting for me. I appreciated that a lot.

It was an honor to meet Ms Linggit Tan, too, who was very gracious. She said: "Magaling yan si Dionne kaya suki namin siya sa drama."

Friendships -- one of the things I'm grateful about today.

Tinz (yes, with a Z)!

2011-09-14T21:20:00.011+08:00

One of the most wonderful things about photography is meeting people. I met Kristine through my student D who invited her to be our model some weekends ago. She's quite shy and soft-spoken and nice. "How do I call you?" I asked. She said: "Tinz, with a z."

I did Tinz's makeup in this shoot. My students wanted to know how to do basic makeup. After all, it's not always that you'll have a makeup artist during shoots. Basic makeup knowledge/skill is a must.

We shot Tinz after we shot Renee that day. Sadly, I have very few pictures of her because I had to go to another appointment. I know, I know. Crazy-busy life. :P

Anyway, sharing my three favorite shots of Tinz.

Bea Turned One!

2011-09-12T16:55:00.009+08:00

I love attending children's parties. It gives me a lot of joy to listen to children's laughter and seeing the genuine happiness on their faces. If you ask me what's my favorite event to cover, I'd say that weddings would only come in second to my list. The first would be children's parties. And children are not difficult to photograph. They're carefree and real and cute and awesome in ways that matter.

Mimi and Stella invited me to Bea's first birthday party at CPK-Glorietta. And even though I was running from one meeting to another, I dropped by because I really wanted to meet this charming little girl. She's such a smart one-year-old. Look at those intelligent eyes. :)

This is Bea's Mom and Dad. This little family was surrounded by family and friends that day.

The kids had games and awesome prizes! It was heartwarming and funny how Mimi was so serious about letting M & Z win the games! If I had a kid, I'd probably be that serious, too! :D

This is Mimi and Stella's Mom. I call her Mama, too. She's one of my favorite moms on earth. She hugged me when she saw me.

These two are quite smart. It runs in the family. My inaanak Zach was so sweet - he hugged me! :) Yes, I got lots of hugs that day!

Bea with Aunt Mimi and Mom Stella. Such a charming little girl! (PS. I love your curls, Mi!)

Here, with Stella's brother Julian fresh from Geneva. He took pictures of the party and of everyone. Such a doting brother and uncle.

I wish Bea many more wonderful, happy, healthy years. And I wish she'll always be surrounded by people who will love and protect her.

Happy Birthday, Bea! :)

Just Grateful.

2011-09-07T16:07:00.004+08:00

Grateful that I have the sweetest friends --

Mecielo tweeted:
Friends can't be there always when you need them. They have their own concerns too. But it's different w/ @aileensiroy. She's like 911.

Online friend, American writer, Robert Brault wrote as a reply to a comment I left in his blog:
In my book you are the photographer non pareil when it comes to capturing inner beauty.

Marislie left a message on my FB wall:
This amazing woman is someone i look up to. I'm so proud we're friends! Thank you Ai for being an inspiration. ❤

Grateful for time spent with friends --

Had a really long lunch with Jen and Noreen. We reminisced about our UN days and talked about anything and everything. I can say anything to these two because I know they will never think ill of me or judge me.

My friend Ces surprised me with a call and invited me to dinner. She picked People's Palace because she knows I love Thai food. We always have good conversations when we're together. She's such an easy person to be with.

Met up with Chin and Marky at the FilmFest Launch. It was wonderful to see those two again after a long time. Wish Tin and Min were there. Our Guimaras team would've been complete.

Grateful for all the good things --

My sister and her family are all settled in Canada. The kids have enrolled and survived their first week in school. They all looked very happy in their pictures.

My dearest Chelo got a new posting and I'm extremely proud of her.

The awesome JJ is in-love. Nothing could be heart-happier than that, right? :)

My sister D already has twitter. Follow her!

Fancy Girl is born. Go, check her out. I'm absolutely proud of Pat. She can do wonders.

Off to the Ball.

2011-09-03T21:15:00.007+08:00

Off to the Star Magic Ball. Gown by Cebuano designer Harvey Cenit.

Today, my sister D came over to the house to change into her gown for the Star Magic Ball. The lovely champaign-colored gown fit her perfectly. I like that she chose a Cebuano designer to dress her for the ball.

She looked stunning.

At the Film, Music & Lit Fest.

2011-09-02T22:34:00.007+08:00

Last night, I went to the launching of the 4th .MOV Film, Music and Literature Festival at the Podium. My friend Chin, who is the Media Communications Manager of the event, invited me and Marky to play paparazzi. So we went. I was extremely happy and excited to see both of them because the last time I saw these two was during our Iloilo-Guimaras trip. And that was ages ago.

Chin was her usual bubbly talkative self. She lost a lot of weight, her arms looked like they were the size of my fingers. Marky was quiet, like he always is. Tin was right, isa kang alamat, Marky. LOL. We had a sinful dinner at Burgoo and loads of stories and laughter.

For .MOV Festival schedule, visit the entry I wrote about it in my travel/food blog!

Here's sharing some photos I took that night.

This is Chin. Brilliant girl. Writer extraordinaire.

And this is Marky -- another brilliant mind and great traveler.

Pre-Debut Shoot | Rusheen & her friends.

2011-08-29T15:50:00.017+08:00

I waited for three hours. Yes, you read that right -- three! And if there's something I really ~~hate~~ do not like, it's wasting my time. I also have zero tolerance for people who make me wait. BUT I waited. I waited because -- one, Precy (Rusheen's Mom) is a good friend of my friend Bambi (and I love her); and two, Precy is such a nice person.

Precy and Rusheen were both very apologetic. I could have gotten upset, but I chose not to. Instead, I took everything in stride and with good humor.

Precy was the nicest. She entertained us with stories & food and made us feel at home while we were in their factory. And Rusheen and the girls were a lot of fun to shoot.

Anyway, this is Rusheen's pre-debut shoot. Sharing some images of her and her friends.

Happy Birthday, Mom.

2011-08-26T18:43:00.005+08:00

To the most amazing mother in the world --

Happy birthday, Mom!

You are loved.

Her birthday is tomorrow, 27 August. Go ahead, leave a message/comment and send some good wishes, tight hugs, and sweet love her way! (She reads this blog everyday). :)

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Mom & me. Photo by D. Taken last Christmas during Mom's office's Christmas Party. Beverly Hills.

No Impossible Things.

2011-08-25T15:49:00.021+08:00

These are moments I totally regret not bringing my camera. Photos from the iPhone.
We talked about politics, the spratlys, and about recent events. But I felt like I didn't say anything close to intelligent because I was too starstruck. Haha. We also talked about his art and his work as a Canon Lawyer. I asked him how his interest in politics started. He asked me about my photography. We talked like we were old friends.

The Bishop was certainly one of the most intelligent people I've ever spoken with. Quite funny, too. Or maybe, I was just surprised seeing him smiling and laughing because he always looked serious on TV.

One topic stuck to me -- his hobby. He told me: "I have a hobby that has now become a vice." We both laughed. He asked me to guess and after ~~three~~ two guesses, I gave up. I usually don't give up that easily, but hey, I'm curious what Bishops have for hobbies.

"I collect coins," his eyes sparkled behind his thick eyeglasses. So we spent a few more minutes talking about his coins and his plans for them. He talked about the history of our coins and how precious our old 1906 one peso coin is. "If you know someone who has it, give him a big kiss and then get the coin!" We laughed out loud.

He wants to own one, I thought. So I told him, "When I find one, I'll give it to you." He laughed. "Thank you. But that coin is very rare. It's impossible to find one," he said. "I believe that there's no such thing as impossible." I countered. "Me, too. Except that." Another laughter broke. And then he said: "Contact me when you find one although I know it is really impossible. I give you all my prayers and blessings and luck."

I told him again, with much conviction: "There is no such thing as impossible."

. . . . .

PS 1. Now, I'm on a mission to find a genuine 1906 one peso coin. Operative word: genuine. There are many counterfeits out there.

PS 2. Before he left, I shook his hand. And then I was told I should've kissed his ring. Oh well. :P

Once in Awhile...

2011-08-24T17:16:00.007+08:00

My sister D texted me yesterday: "Ate, you know I love you, right?"

I replied: "Yeah, why?"

Then she texted the sweetest thing: "Wala lang, I just want to let you know that. Your strength inspires me in so many ways, Ate. Thank you."

I feel very grateful that I am surrounded by people who constantly remind me that I am loved. I guess, we all need people in our lives who will never get tired of telling us and making us feel that we mean something to them.

And yes, once in awhile, we need to hear --

... that we are loved

... that we are adored

... that we are missed

... that our life is being witnessed lovingly and kindly

... that someone is taking notice

... that someone's life has been changed and inspired because of us

... that we are thought about often

... that those who've hurt us are sorry for causing us pain

... that we are forgiven

... that our strength has inspired someone

... that our mere existence gives someone joy and meaning

... that we are beautiful and perfect (even if we are not) in someone's eyes

... that we are someone's one great love.

Red.

2011-08-23T18:57:00.008+08:00

Just a house decorating project update. Been re-arranging little things here and there. I'm 90% done. The splash of red is making me happy. And oh, changed my curtains to deep red. The entire process of this decorating project has been very therapeutic and a great learning experience for me.

My shoebox of a house may not be the prettiest there is, but this is home to me.

Printed black and white photos of my family, except for Mom's picture. She's the pop of red in this area. I also opted for simple frames. They look clean against my stenciled wall.

Transfered my black lamp on the left side and added a red clock. The vase and flowers are now on the right. The red wooden doll is now sitting beside my DVD player. It's the pop of red on my TV rack.

This is the dining area. I used to have Andy Warhol prints here with white frames. But the prints just disappeared into the white walls because the sketches were on white paper. I wanted something more solid. And I found these inexpensive paintings at (where else) SM. Just P140 each! How's that for inexpensive? And those cupboards on the background? They used to be brown. I painted them all white! :D

This red metal retro-ish clock is the pop of red in my three-step foyer. Haha. Oh, I love this clock! Further to the left beside the door is my built-in shoe cabinet which used to be brown. Painted it white, too!

This is my sleeping area. Found this affordable pillow at SM! Perfect for an accent piece for my all-white bed. And see those red curtains? I'm just loving it! That picture on the right is the wall I also stenciled -- white on white. :) I hung a black and white photo on red wooden frames for some pop of red.

She Walks in Beauty.

2011-08-21T16:04:00.013+08:00

Had a shoot with Renee yesterday. She's so beautiful and elegant and wise beyond her years. She's definitely more than just a pretty face. She's smart and friendly and confident. And I must mention that she is tall and lean and owns a gorgeous pair of legs! She walks like a beauty queen. And she has this gentleness and gracefulness that is quite fascinating.

And if she looks familiar to you, maybe, you've seen her on TV. :)

This is my favorite shot of the day. Edit (22Aug): Added noise to the photo.

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Entry title borrowed from Lord Byron's Poem.

More photos over at Facebook.

Lucky.

2011-08-17T22:28:00.006+08:00

I am one of the lucky ones. I am able to do what I love for a living. In addition to that, I am also able to help others by teaching.

Teaching is giving me a lot of joy. I love to teach. These days, in my spare time, I've been writing photography workshop modules. I'm wondering what I should name it. It is a mixture of technical + creative + heart (because I believe that our work reflects who we are, assuming we are not copying another person). Someone once suggested I title it "Teaching the Heart of Photography."

I don't want to sound all too corny, but the modules I have drafted have a lot of connection between photography, life principles, and finding one's unique visual expression.

There are so many workshops out there so I am not even sure if I want to do this. I prefer to remain indie and teach in small, cozy, homey ambiance.

We'll see. I could change my mind next week. Who knows? I might just decide to be a writer. Or an interior designer. Or a full-time traveler. Or a hot fudge.

Sunday Celebration.

2011-08-16T18:09:00.003+08:00

After my class last Sunday, CBB and I headed off to Sentro 1771 in GB 3 for a quiet dinner. Sentro is my to-go place when I need some comfort food. And I certainly needed some comfort that day. I was feeling sad about my sister Azenith's family's departure.

It was also a night of celebration -- a celebration of life, blessed years, steadfast love, and unquestionable friendship. And may the universe be kind to this person whose life I constantly celebrate. May he be blessed abundantly with everything he wants and needs.

I love Sentro's centerpiece -- simple and beautiful. On the right, that's Glass Noodles with Spinach -- one of my favorites.

And these are what I always order when I am in Sentro -- Crispy Pork Ribs and Catfish Adobo Flakes. Nothing could be more comforting than all things fried. :D

A visit to Sentro is never complete without ordering their bestseller, Sinigang na Corned Beef. And I also always order my favorite Fried Suman with Mangoes.

It was a lovely evening. And even though I was feeling such great sadness and was already missing my sister and her family, I also felt a sense of immense gratitude for the person I was sharing this dinner with and for the blessings my sister and her family just received.

Off to a New Beginning.

2011-08-13T20:16:00.009+08:00

My sister Azenith and her family are going to live in Canada and pursue their dreams. We are all very happy for them.

Today, D and I spent time with them while waiting for their flight to Canada. From Cebu, it was about a 4-hour stop in Manila and then a direct flight to Vancouver. We had brunch and lots of desserts, laughter and stories at the airport cafeteria.

This will be a new chapter in their life. I am very excited for them. I love new beginnings.

But I hate goodbyes. Last night, I wrote them a letter while crying my heart out. (Had to put parenthesis on Tita because the letter was for Azenith, too). I wasn't even able to sleep.

My nephew Eugie (one of the twins), I heard, did not cry during their despedida at church. Today I asked him why he didn't cry and if he was not going to miss us. He said in crisp Cebuano: "Sakit sa dughan, pero dili mogawas sa luha." At the departure gate, he hugged me tight and long.

I am always the one taking pictures and I rarely really have pictures with my family. So today, I asked D to take pictures of me with each of them. Here, with my sister Azenith. She has the kindest heart. I will certainly miss her. Excuse our swollen eyes. We've been such cry babies since we learned about their trip.

This is their first trip ever (except for the twins), so I got pretty worried for them. I've been calling them almost every night to tell them what to do, what to prepare, what to pack, where to go.

It was the most difficult -- that moment when you finally say goodbye. I hugged Azenith and each of the kids. It was funny how the kids were the ones comforting me. Mico said: "It's okay, Tita. We are going to see each other again one day."

D and I stood there, weeping, as we watched them walk away and disappear behind airport doors. And the image of them looking back many times to wave goodbye gives this tinge of pain in my heart.

Photo on the left: Aianna's treasures -- rings from her friends and my Live Your Dreams necklace from my Supergirl Collection.
Photo on the right: Walking to the departure area. *sniff*

I hope they are having a safe, uneventful journey.

Daydreaming About Places.

2011-08-11T21:58:00.009+08:00

There are places you keep daydreaming about -- places you go back to in your head because they are just heart-stoppingly beautiful. For me, there's the Louvre in France, the Great Wall in China, Disneyland in Tokyo (haha), the Marlboro Country in Batanes, and the majestic Mt. Mayon in Albay.

I have been invited to write about my trip to the Cagsawa Ruins and I am excited to start writing. It would be like being there again and experiencing every meaningful, funny, crazy things E and I did.

Cagsawa is rich in history. And if you ever find yourself in Legaspi or Albay, please say hello to Mt. Mayon for me. Go early, she tends to be shy in the afternoon and hides herself behind white fluffy clouds.

And when you're there, tread softly.

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PS. This blog is already a dot com {www.aileensiroyblog.com}. Yey. Please update your links. Thank you.

In my Gratitude List.

2011-08-09T20:42:00.004+08:00

It is no secret that I love watches (not that I own or collect expensive ones). Recently, I inherited a Credor, Seiko's most luxurious line. Imagine my happiness. :)

I learned that the most expensive Credor, the Juri, costs about $550K (yes, it's in US dollars). I learned, too, that before James Bond wore Omega, he wore Seiko (Roger Moore & Sean Connery). Jason Bourne in the book Bourne Identity wore a Seiko, too.

My Credor is a Signo. It is beautiful and elegant with a lot of story in it from the previous owner. I love things that has a lot of story and history in them.

My sister Azenith and her family received their Canadian visas last week. The entire process of applying and approving was quite fast. They are leaving this weekend. The kids are scheduled for school interview at the end of the month. I am going to miss them terribly. But I am happy that their dreams are coming true.

Azenith is one of the kindest souls I know. And her kids are such amazing people. They deserve a happy, blessed life.

Now, I have reasons to include Canada in my to-go list.

Two weekends ago, Mecielo celebrated her birthday at ClawDaddy. She invited CBB and me. Her entire family was there, too. I love spending time with them. They are such awesome, good-natured, loving people. And I super love K and Carlos. Such smart, talented, lovable kids!

Mecielo, btw, shares birthday with my sister Azenith and another good friend, Marlen.

The past week, I have been receiving emails from strangers asking me how I take and postprocess my pictures. And if you know me enough, you'd know I share everything. :D One photographer whose photographs are already quite amazing even asked for tips and tricks.

It makes me happy to know that there are people out there who are taking and postprocessing pictures because I taught them.

In this picture, my students D and V.

For Love of Country.

2011-08-04T19:21:00.011+08:00

Yesterday's taping/shooting for the government's National Greening Program advert was held at the DENR Parks and Wildlife Center. Three celebrities were chosen to take part -- Boy Abunda, my sister Dionne, and Drew Arellano. And all three gave their services for free, for love of country. :) This makes me extra proud of my sister, D.

Of course, the highlight of my day was meeting and photographing Boy Abunda.

Such an amazing day. :)

One of the reasons why I was so thrilled to meet him was because he is an inspiration to me. He comes from a small town who made it big in the big city. You see, D and I are small town girls who came to the big city to pursue our dreams.

I witnessed Boy in action infront of the camera. He was professional. He focused on the job and on the message instead of himself. No diva-ness in his bones. He even changed shirt on the set. A staff told him he could change in the bathroom and he said: "It's ok, I'm born a boldstar" which cracked everyone up.

He was not self-conscious nor self-centered. He was very pro-active. Most of all, he was very nice to everyone. Not the i-am-nice-to-you-because-i-am-a-celebrity kind of niceness. It was genuine.

They have a frame together. Here, practicing their lines.

It showed on their faces how happy they were to be part of this.

The amazing people behind the advert with D and Boy --
Asst Director Mico, Media Consultant Joel Paredes (he used to be our Media Consultant in UNDP, too), and direk Chris.

Staff and crew checking out frames of D.

An afterthought:

Here, my photo with Boy Abunda taken from the mobile phone. *grin*

Unlike You.

2011-08-04T18:32:00.036+08:00

I just have to write this, once and for all. And I know that those who truly love their family could empathize or relate to this. And yes, I fiercely love my family. I could rip the scalp off people's heads if they mess with my family.

You see, someone once included Dionne in her hate campaign against me. I don't mind being the victim of such things, but I really hate it when they include my family. And oh, of course, my least favorite people in the world are libakeras.

I just want to write what I have been wanting to say.

Dear Libakera,

My sister Dionne has done nothing to you. Nothing! Yet, you chose to hit her with your dagger of a tongue because you cannot break me or my spirit. Sorry to disappoint you, you cannot break my sister either. Dionne is a better person than you could ever be. She's only 25 years old and she has done MORE good in the world than you and your siblings ever could in your lifetimes!

She has been giving to the less fortunate by saving her meager allowance since she was in highschool. Tell me, what did you do when you were in highschool?

She is a volunteer for the Red Cross and has been donating blood regulary. She is independent and spends her own money. She is even helping augment the family income. She is hardworking. She is treading her own path and pursuing her own goals without copying other people's dreams. UNLIKE you.

She may not be perfect or she may not live a perfect life (who is, anyway), but she is kind. She's got a compassionate heart. She has a beautiful mind (high IQ siya). UNLIKE you.

And Dionne does NOT go around saying bad things about other people. She does NOT badmouth her friends. UNLIKE you.

I could forgive you for every garbage that came out from your filthy mouth about me, but it will certainly take time to forgive you for including my sister in your backbiting sprees. And you wouldn't want me to include your family in my wrath because I certainly could say bad things about them in six languages, your low-IQ brain could take forever to process.

But I have to give it to you. You are very good at twisting stories. You made other people believe that you are the kawawa one. You made them believe that you are this sweet-happy-for-others kind of person. You are a big joke. I pity all your friends and all the people who believe you.

DIONNE HAS DONE NOTHING TO YOU.

You better stick with me.

Then again, YOU CANNOT because you are not in my league (you belong to a lower life form). I acknowledge that I am not perfect and I don't pretend to be one and that is precisely why I do not badmouth my friends (or other people for that matter). Unlike you. BUT, try to achieve at least half of what I have (which I doubt you ever could), then you can start backbiting me again. Backbiting is the only thing you are good at anyway.

See, even in my blog, you are a negative force. I can only imagine what a negative force you are in real life.

I realize now that you actually have this (very bad) habit of saying something negative about people, even about your own friends.

PS 1. Why would you libak someone more than a decade younger than you? Low EQ, too, ey? Tsk.

PS 2. When you badmouth other people, make sure you are perfect. Make sure that you live a perfect life (or that you have a perfect family) so that whatever negative things you say about other people won't boomerang. Only the perfect ones have the right to libak other people. And you certainly do NOT have that right.

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There. All the bad energies are out. Back to regular programming. Back to all the happy and positive things. :P

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Photo: In between takes during yesterday's taping for the National Greening Program of the government, Dionne graciously posed for pictures.

More Random Thoughts.

2011-08-01T19:12:00.008+08:00

My friend E texted me: "You've turned yourself into an interior decorator. Do you want clients and turn pro?"

She encouraged me to take few units of interior decorating. Her trust in what I can do is heartwarming.

"Reinvent myself again? I'll give it a thought," I replied.

And then she said the sweetest thing: "Just adding to what you already are."

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Painting, the other kind.

I haven't touched my brushes for the longest time. Until recently when I needed something for my wall. So I took out my brushes and oil paint. I also grabbed some clay and garden twine and painted away.

Yes, this is what I have been doing -- making my own art, painting my own wall, re-painting/re-using/re-inventing things and furnitures.

For example, I have these two square brown abaka storage boxes I painted white. I now use one to hold my printer and the other one, as center table in my tiny living room area.

My house looks different now with very minimal expense. David Hicks once said: "Taste in decoration is not a matter of spending large amounts of money, it is rather the art of making the maximum from the minimum."

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Some Things You Just Can't Throw or Give Away.

I have been giving and throwing away stuff the past week. As I said in a previous entry, I have given almost half of what I own (rice cooker included. LOL). I have a small house and I really don't need much.

But there are things you simply cannot throw or give away. Like this miniature Ifugao house that was given to me as a token of appreciation during my volunteer days in Baguio. I love the community that gave me this. I had such amazing memories there. So I am holding on to this piece of carved wood. I painted it white (what a mortal sin!) just so it will not look out of place in my now black-and-white-with-splash-of-red little house.

Everything that's in my house now are all that is meaningful and precious to me: letters, photographs, gifts, and a few pieces for my sanity -- books, laptop, camera, and TV! :D

Banana + Peanut Butter + Cream.

2011-07-29T22:24:00.005+08:00

I like feeding people. Food makes me happy. And when I'm around family and friends, food is also always present. I love going to restos and try new things. I also love to whip up something ~~unhealthy~~ delicious whenever I can. Not that I can really cook or bake. I just try. :)

But I rarely really cook or bake because it's easier to call for food delivery. Haha.

Anyway, last weekend, I tried making a pie. No I did not make the crust. I bought it. Haha. There's ready-made Keebler crust in chocolate, graham, and shortbread. So I grabbed one -- chocolate, of course. I really love the graham one, too!

I lathered my pie with creamy peanut butter and placed banana over it and poured chocolate fudge. I whipped some Nestle cream with condensed milk and poured it on top. I refrigerated it for a couple of hours.

When I was ready to serve it, I placed more bananas on top of the cream and poured honey. It was delicious! CBB, who shuns desserts, loved it! He even asked for another slice!

I didn't make anything grand, but this made me happy. Anything I do with my hands just makes me happy. Maybe, I should go into pastry making. There's a culinary school just beside my building. I should just enroll myself and make my own pie crust.

And then maybe, I can make my own cake (and eat it, too)! And then I can feed people everyday. That would really make me very very happy. :)

An afterthought:
I used the word happy so many times, I should just have titled this entry Happy. :D

Random Thoughts.

2011-07-25T20:05:00.004+08:00

This is my current favorite corner in my little house. Yesterday, I found this magnetic blackboard at Wilcon's. The wooden frames were painted in beautiful pale white. But I wanted it super white like everything else in my house, so I painted it last night. Yes, I do my painting at night because I have work during the day, which I also do not get to finish because I keep on daydreaming about my house decorating project. This is happy-crazy!

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I have thrown and given away more than half of what I own -- that includes all my magazines, DVD collection, and my paintings. It's not very easy to let go, but the moment you do, it feels very liberating. I feel like I live in a new house now -- I have more breathing space.

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I found so many things I thought I lost from cleaning up and organizing. Like that photocopy of the cheque Kris Aquino paid me when she bought accessories from me. Brought back happy memories of my accessories-making days. I also found my Paris & Switzerland pictures! I thought I lost them forever.

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The entire process of purging and organizing has taught me that I can live with the basics, with what is essential, with what truly matters.

Painting (Part 2).

2011-07-20T20:51:00.007+08:00

So ok, I'm addicted to painting. I've painted everything in my shoebox of a house white. I invited CBB over the weekend to see it and he said it looks like a clinic. Haha. Yesterday, the last brown piece, my bookshelf, has turned into white. The other day, I decided to stencil some design on one of my walls. That way, it would look less like a clinic.

My friend Mary gave me this book of Victorian Cut & Use Stencils many Christmases ago. I finally got to use it!
I also grabbed some transparent films and took out my cutting board and cutter.
Sadly, I couldn't find my stencil cutter, so I used an ordinary cutter instead.

Found the design I wanted and traced it on transparency films.

My stencil, ready for some serious work! I used an odor-free matte black paint and a sponge.

Here's a portion of my wall and a portion of my 7-year-old red sofa (sorry, the 50mm can't take it all).
Excuse the imperfections. This new wall really made a lot of difference. Even my old sofa suddenly looks pretty now.

Here's the stencil after all the painting. Breaks my heart to throw it.

I also tried it white on white. :)

That same day, I also decided to paint my bookshelf. Imagine all the kalat in my house!

The newly painted bookshelf. After painting two tables, dining chairs, garbage bin, TV rack, cupboards, shoe cabinet,
and some abacca containers, I've become such a good painter! Decided to display my old cameras on top.

I am also shipping to Cebu all the dolls I've collected from friends and from my travels,
but kept my 15-piece matryoshka dolls and three japanese dolls to display among my books.
It has been such a productive two days. I can't wait to finish everything and clean up. To complete my vision of this shoebox of a house, all I need now is a new TV, a chandelier, a new sofa, a couple of frames (for my other wall), new curtains, a wall clock, and friends to visit. :D

Painting.

2011-07-13T20:51:00.008+08:00

Last weekend, my friend Edeena gave me this vintage writing table she found in Evangelista. I like things that have been used and loved, so I gladly accepted it. It looked quite sad with its brown stained wood, so I decided to paint it white.

I wanted it to look stressed, so I used a big brush to make texture and retain some hints of brown.

I love how the imperfections of this table add to its charm. I will be sanding the edges to complete the stressed look.

Here it is! My old-new writing table. Tomorrow, after I sand the edges, I shall put those pens in the drawer
and use that container as a vase. This weekend, I shall scour Evangelista for an old chair that will match this table.
Projects like this is very therapeutic for me. Anything I do with my hands give me so much joy. During the entire process of sanding and painting, I have learned that --

there is beauty in imperfection...

it is possible for old, wonky things (and perhaps, people) to still shine...

with enough friction (sanding), old things could become new...

beauty is a matter of perception (and taste)...

some things (and people) deserve second chances...

a mean Yang Chow fried rice and spicy ribs to gorge after an entire evening of painting helps. :D

I'm on a painting spree. I painted my good old brown dining set and will be painting my TV rack, my bookshelf, and my cupboards! Wish me luck! :)

Mom's Visit.

2011-07-05T22:07:00.005+08:00

Mom was here the entire week last week. She was sent by her office to cover a trade fair at Megamall (she's the communications person) and to attend a conference at UPLB. In between doing her job, D and I spent time with her. We did some shopping and a lot of eating. D and I, the ever stage-daughters that we are, went with Mom to the Agrikultura Trade Fair.

We had a grand time. It was also a welcome break from my usual activities.

The trade fair was participated by the DA, DENR, and DAR offices from different regions. Here are some pictures.

Grateful for...

2011-06-29T21:43:00.014+08:00

Family. Mom is here in Manila. Her presence is very comforting. Been spending time with D, too. Been also on the phone with my other sisters and nephews and nieces almost everyday.

Mentoring. I'm enjoying every moment I am able to ~~teach~~ share whatever I know about photography and post-processing to people who are serious and committed to learning.

Passionate People. It is such an inspiration to meet people who are passionate about what they do.

Friends. I will never get tired of saying that I have the most thoughtful, most amazing friends. Recently, my friends here in Manila and my friends there in Cebu gathered for dinner. I wasn't able to join in both because it was flooding here in Manila and oh well, I am not in Cebu. But they called me and passed around the phone. Sweetest.

Laughter. There's never a day in my life without laughter. I am lucky that even though my life is far from perfect, I am surrounded by good, lovely, happy things and people.

Real Love. I have people in my life who loves me without question and condition. And that is an amazing gift.

Good Thoughts. I will always be thankful for people who are generous with their words. In times of doubt, I go back to them and remember that there are people who believe in what I do.

Surprises, Magic, and Miracles. It happens everyday. And I've learned to look closely. I've also learned to wait.

Love Taking Form. CBB is love (and humor) personified.

The Universe. Because it is always kind. And it always listens.

Three Girls, One Bed.

2011-06-27T18:46:00.012+08:00

After my class last Sunday morning, we had a quick shoot in the afternoon. One of my students organized the shoot in his house. It's wonderful to see someone so passionate about photography. He has, in recent weeks, been buying studio equipment and has been practicing by inviting people to his house so he could shoot them. He made a beautiful studio out of his basement. He also owns a pretty little garden and a lovely daybed by the pool so there are a lot of places to shoot in his Forbes Park residence.

Yesterday, a makeup artist, a stylist, and a horde of models arrived for the shoot. My student let them use pieces of cloth he accumulated from this travels.

Sadly, I had to leave after shooting only three girls. Mom is in town and I want to spend as much time as I could with her.

Here are some shots I took that day.

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D, Recently.

2011-06-21T01:04:00.006+08:00

It has become a tradition for us for the past three years -- after her photoshoot for the Star Magic brochure, she'd drop by my place and she'd ask me to take her pictures. So last Sunday, right after her shoot, we had a quick shoot of our own before we headed off to dinner.

I'm amazed at how much she has changed over the years. Although she looks so grown-up now, she still has a lot of child-like qualities in her. I am truly proud of what and who she has become.

I feel quite honored to have this special place -- to be able to photograph -- my family, most of all.

Sharing some shots.

Current Inspiration.

2011-06-02T18:32:00.002+08:00

These are some of the blogs I go to when I need some inspiration and a bit of laughter.

Quiet Girl. She's very talented. I totally love her sketches -- whimsical, romantic, and utterly beautiful. And I adore all the colors she uses in her work. Check out her portfolio. Amazing, no?

Works of Heart. Patricia is one of the most talented and smartest people I know. She paints, she sketches, and she designs beautiful websites. What more can I say? She's an amazing human being.

Switcheroom. Another talented young pinay! She is currently finishing Liz Uy's home-office. I admire young girls who just go out there and show the world what they can do. Oh, one day, I would want her to design my home. One day. :)

In An Instax. Because I own two polaroid and ~~two~~ one instax (gave one to a friend) cameras... and because I love the vintage feel of polaroids. Simple, creative, fun! Love this site!

Divine Lee. It was my friend E who pointed me to Divine's blog. And I'm glad she did. I really like Divine. She's so down-to-earth and witty and extremely funny. I like that she can laugh at herself and that she has a lot of heart. I like that she respects differences and celebrates diversity. And she's very sensible, too! Quite an inspiring woman.

Jingjing's Visit.

2011-05-24T20:08:00.005+08:00

Last Sunday, we -- Jingjing, our common friend K, and I -- had the most awesome time at Sonya's Garden. We all loved the food and the place. We had loads of laughter and conversations. That was, I think, my favorite part -- the laughter and the conversations.

I've known Jingjing and K for 22 years and nothing beats talking with people who know your past, appreciate your journey, and honor your present. My conversations with these two are free-flowing, no-holds-barred, and bordering on madness.

It was such a riot being with those two.

K and I wanted to take Jingjing to many places in Tagaytay. Sadly, it rained so hard in the afternoon and we got stuck in terrible traffic at the ridge. We had to hurry back because Jingjing had a flight to catch.

So we opted for the longer but scenic route back to Manila. I was asleep half the time though. Blame my anti-histamine. :P

Jingjing stayed with me for a week while in Manila for a conference. It was also a week of sleepless nights because we talked a lot in the evenings. We used the time catching up because we seldom really see each other. It was fun having her around.

My house now seem so quiet without her.

Jingjing once told me that it is only with me that she can tell anything and everything. I ~~was~~ am touched. And that is what each of us strive for -- to be a good friend.

I can tell Jingjing anything, too, because with her, I feel I am never judged or misunderstood.

And right now, I am grateful for friends like her and for long, enduring, loving, real friendships.

Reasons why I'm Glowing & Grateful.

2011-05-11T21:21:00.011+08:00

I have CBB in my life. Period. :)

Got my copy of CDN today. Mom and my aunt searched for copies so they could send me some.

Even before my Coron piece was published, Lifestyle Asst. Editor N already told me to prepare my Batanes article. I thought she was kidding, so I didn't write it. Haha. But the week before I left for Donsol, she texted me that she's still waiting for my article. Despite so many amazing writers out there, I am grateful that they invited me to write for them. And they made really beautiful layout of my articles. I dare say that CDN is the number one paper in Cebu, so I'm grateful. :)

It still feels surreal for me to see my by-line. But my friends keep reminding me: "It's high time!"

Speaking of friends, I got the sweetest text from M one morning. She said:

When I start to feel small, I think of you. You make me feel big even though I am not. You make me feel empowered though deep down I am lame. You make me look beautiful especially in the photos you take of me though you know how hard this bruised and broken lady tries to look good. I want you to know I'm thankful for being the kind of pillar that you are to me. Thanks for taking me as I am.

For me, friendship is about this -- total acceptance, unquestionable love, basic respect. I am not a perfect friend, but I always try to be a good one.

I have friends who collect clippings of my work. I have friends who go out of their way to get copies. My friends are my constant cheerleaders. They are happy for both my little and big successes. Yes, I have a tribe of stage-friends. How lucky can I get? :P

I had the most amazing Donsol/Legaspi trip. I'll blog about that soon. But what I just want to say right now is that yes, it truly helps to learn how to dance with the waves.

Thank you, Mom.

2011-05-09T23:05:00.007+08:00

My Mom, she has the most generous spirit. She has the biggest, most forgiving heart.
She's witty and funny. She's the strongest woman I know.
She has survived so many difficulties ever so gracefully.
And I am proud to be called her daughter.

Happy Mother's Day, Mommy! ♥

One of the things I am very grateful about is that Mom never left us to search for what they call a 'better' life. She was a single parent, very smart and intelligent, and she had opportunities to work abroad. But she opted to stay with us. I think she realized that it would be too much for our little hearts to handle to lose both parents.

We grew up not having much. We didn't have the latest sneakers or expensive clothes, but we had Mom. And that was more than enough. She was around to guide us and comfort us. She encouraged us to study well and supported all our dreams. She was there at every commencement exercise, at every musical play, at every PTA meeting, at every art/dance class, at every happy moment, at every birthday, at every heartbreak, at every success.

In hindsight, even if we were poor, we didn't feel deprived. We had a mother who was quick to hug, kiss, comfort, encourage, and love without question or condition.

What she did (choosing not to leave us) made me who I am today -- someone who values NOT what is fleeting, but values that which are lasting, enduring, eternal.

Our studio family portrait taken by the amazing (and famous) Benjie Ordonez some years ago. Sadly, he passed away suddenly (weeks after Ondoy). We looked kinda bulingit here because we just had dinner at a roadside barbeque stand while D was having a shoot with Benjie. When we arrived back at the studio to check on D, Benjie offered to take our family portrait. It was such an honor.

I am very grateful for the kind of family I have. We're not perfect (who is, anyway), but we are bound by genuine love and loyalty for each other.

I want to do this again.

2011-05-04T18:39:00.007+08:00

These snapshots from the recent Donsol-Legaspi trip make me happy. I shall write about this trip in my travel blog soon. At this moment, I am still out of words from utter amazement.

All I can say, at least for now, is that there are five things that stood out for me in this trip --

1) Swimming with whale sharks. (Absolutely fantastic!)
2) Seeing the majesty of Mt. Mayon. (Spellbinding!)
3) Good food (read: Laing, Pasta Bicolana, Laing Pizza, Sili and Tutung ice cream!)
4) The kindness of strangers.
5) The simplicity of the province/small city life.

I'm back in the big city and already thinking about going back. :)

The Tale of the Two Tita Badens.

2011-04-26T23:17:00.005+08:00

Anyo calls me Baden. He also calls Baden by the same name (but of course). Everytime his Mom B reprimands him for being so naughty, he'd say: "Adto ko Manila. 'Nangga ko Tita Baden. (I'll go to Manila. Tita Baden loves me.)" Everyone in my family knows he is referring to me because he is scared of the real Tita Baden. Haha.

Some months back, Baden called home to tell my sister B (Anyo's Mom) that she looked like Anyo in one of her baby pictures. So B told Anyo: "Tita Baden called and said you look alike." Anyo, without hesitation replied: "Nge! Bati man nawng Tita Baden. (Tita Baden is ugly.)" LOL.

Now, I really don't know who he was referring to. :P

. . . . .

I spoke with him on the phone today. He could pronounce words clearly now and has become more talkative. And I miss him.

Don't grow up too fast, Love.

. . . . .

Photo taken during Grandpa's wake. He's holding Aiana's guinea pig pets.

Summers & Friendships.

2011-04-25T19:40:00.011+08:00

Much of the vitality in a friendship lies in the honouring of differences,
not simply in the enjoyment of similarities.

{Unknown}

. . . . .
Shadie's birthday always is a signal for me that summer is here. As soon as her birthday comes, I know that the following weeks will be filled with sunshine, get-togethers, and vacations. For me, her birthday is the beginning of summer fun and exciting adventures.

She arrived from Indonesia last Thursday and we met up for lunch at Boni High to celebrate her life. We tremendously enjoyed the food at Italianni's. We spent the whole afternoon talking and laughing. Her actual birthday was the week before Holy Week. She was still in Jakarta then, still, E and I celebrated her birthday over pasta and pizza at Cafe 1771.

But my best memory of Shadie's birthday was in 2007, when D was in the PBB house. All of us were going on a trip to Cebu (and Bantayan Island) to celebrate Shadie's birthday. Everything was ready -- plane tickets and hotel bookings. But then, on the weekend we were to leave, D got nominated for eviction. Without hesitation, all of my friends decided to cancel the trip so they could be around to support D.

So on Shadie's birthday, we stayed in a very nice hotel suite instead and celebrated there. We had lots of food and laughter. But in between the merriment, my friends were scratching vote cards and turned the living room area into a pbb voting zone.

I was very touched.

And D stayed longer in the PBB house.

Everytime I think about that day, I still get teary-eyed in utter gratefulness. It was one of the defining moments of our friendship, at least for me. And like my friends, I always remember defining moments rather than petty misunderstandings and silly assumptions.

I am very lucky.

Notes to Jesus.

2011-04-18T22:48:00.004+08:00

There's an Interactive Way of the Cross at Bonifacio High Street. It is modern and artistic. And I love it. I also love the idea of it being interactive, but I think it is quite distracting having it in a mall. We were there last weekend to do a quick shoot and grab some Krispy Kreme, that's when I learned about it.

There's a portion where you can write notes to Jesus.

I took pictures of some of the notes, and dear Jesus, I hope you won't think I am invading your privacy.

So many notes to Jesus.

I was deeply touched by this (especially the one on the left).

I find it moving when a group of people pray for someone.

How utterly sweet is this?

Thank you notes.

More thank you notes.

Oh, I love this!

My friend Mecielo also scribbled a note for Jesus. She received the gift of healing. And that is awesome.

He truly is an awesome God.

If you were to write Jesus a note, what would you tell Him?

Blessed and Grateful.

2011-04-17T22:23:00.010+08:00

They want the photos in sepia for the liturgy guide.
I have been preparing photos for a catholic school's liturgy guide and this is, perhaps, my most difficult assignment ever. I've spent days praying and asking for inspiration. God answered through my friends who have been very helpful and inspiring.

Had a quick shoot with Badeth (who let me borrow & kidnap his boys) and H; and with Mecielo (who said yes even when she had a tight sked) and family.

And if there's one thing I am very grateful about these days, it is having friends I can call or text very late at night or at 4am for just about anything.

I am very ~~lucky~~ blessed.

The boys I borrowed (haha) for the liturgy guide.
A quick pose with D after our shoot. Such nice kids. No words of complaint from them. And D was such a trooper. I love working with her.

Thank you -- CBB, D, Badeth, and H for this shoot. :)

A dose of whimsy at Cafe 1771.
Edeena and I celebrated our dearest Shadie's birthday last Thursday at Cafe 1771. It was such a pleasant night. I always love E's company. I know I never have to be careful around her. I can say anything, even the weirdest of things.

Excited about our Donsol getaway. Happy thoughts.

In Clumps and Trickles.

2011-04-11T19:45:00.008+08:00

Every day, we unravel finely knotted ropes of history and self.
We learn in clumps; we love in trickles;
and everyday is a day we spend teaching ourselves memory of each other.

{ Chin. 5 March 2007 }

I always say that our photographs (or the many other things we do for that matter) reflect who we are or the state we are in. And I have noticed that my recent work has been like these photographs of Chie -- light and peaceful with hints of quiet strength in them. And this is all because life has taught me many new valuable lessons lately. I have also been making a lot of changes and choices because sometimes, we have to, no matter how hard it is.

I am in this huge lovely space of gratitude, too. Gratitude for all good things in my life. Gratitude for all the people who hold my heart in kindness and unconditional love.

And this is Chie, the girl D and I photographed last Sunday. I did her makeup, too. She's soft spoken and sweet. I was so surprised to know that she was a taekwondo champ when she was in college. She's an amazing girl.

This is another wonderful thing about photography -- you meet a lot of awesome and inspiring people. And it also makes you realize even more that there is purpose (and meaning) in every human connection.

. . . . .

More photos of Chie at Dreamchasers and at Facebook.

Remembering Grandpa.

2011-04-08T21:59:00.008+08:00

I just realized I haven't really blogged about my grandpa's passing. I have been in a whirlwind of things since 2011 started and I just couldn't keep up telling every story. But this is the kind of story I want to tell.

Grandpa was sick for the longest time and although we were aware that he could go anytime, his death still felt sudden. No one was ready. I felt off-balanced when I heard the news. We lost grandma just ten months before and I haven't even mourned for her.

And yes, I haven't mourned for grandpa, too. After we laid him to rest, I went back immediately to work. I had trips to make, articles to write, and loads of pictures to edit (again) because I lost a lot of edited work when my laptop died on me. I have been into a marathon of activities since then and the only time I slowed down was when I got hit with flu. That's when I did a lot of thinking and realized that I am grandparents-orphan now, if there's even such a thing.

Last week, while nursing a 40C-fever, I cried my heart out while listening to my grandpa's voice I saved on my phone. We recorded our conversation with him during grandma's wake. My sisters asked him then: "Who is your favorite apo?" He answered without hesitation: "Si Aileen." And then he laughed -- the kind of laughter he makes when he is about to cry.

Losing someone you love is very painful. But I have been quite good at managing my own sorrow. Sometimes, there is no choice but to cope. There really is no time or excuse to break down or fall apart.

My family has been my constant source of comfort. I have friends, too, who understand my pain and are compassionate enough not to give me any more heartache. I know enough that we are able to survive better when we are surrounded by those whose love for us are steadfast and constant. I am grateful.

Mom looking at grandpa for the last time. Binky with my cousins, silently crying.
Mom and her brother, Tito Nonoy. My family after the burial ceremony.
If I am in pain, Mom's pain must be doubly intense. I know how much she loves her parents. And I admire how she has remained very strong amidst all the loss.

I miss my grandparents. And right now, it feels like an entire lifetime is never enough to spend with the people you love.

. . . . .

First photo: Not my grandparents' grave. Just a random shot at the cemetery after the burial ceremony.

A Year for Small Things.

2011-04-06T23:00:00.005+08:00

Fill your days with the dear and familiar:
the sweetness of old stories,
the tenderness of apologies,
waking up to quiet cups of coffee,
the sureness of the hand that brushes your knee.

There should be slowness, and deliberation,
and above all kindness -- to yourself,
to a friend, to someone you barely know.
This shall be the year for small things,
for smallness; and they will be enough.

{ grabbed from the one who writes beautifully: Chin }

. . . . .

Photo: My dear friend, Ces. Sonya's Garden.

Just Grateful.

2011-04-05T21:01:00.007+08:00

Seminyak Beach. Seminyak, Bali.
It is no secret that I love to travel. And I am not a snob traveler. I go everywhere. I'd venture out to roads less traveled and shamelessly visit tourist spots. What is important for me are the stories and significance of each place I visit. I even travel to street corners I've never explored yet in this bustling city.

I stopped blogging over at my Travel.Food.Finds site for a year and realized that I should not have stopped at all. I've so many travel and food adventures to write about. So I relaunched it last February (and made it a dot com). I am enjoying every moment I am spending writing in that blog.

Keeping a travel blog is like going back to places you've been to. It is an exercise of remembering. I have also been browsing through old pictures and I am feeling all grateful for every trip, every memory.

Caribbean Mini Cake. Sweet Bella.
I am also sharing all my food adventures there. I don't cook so I eat out a lot. And weekends are always pretty special. CBB and I would try restos we've never tried before. I'm a foodie. And I have my body to prove it. :D Who tries 2-3 different dessert/gelato places in one day? I do go into sugar shock and food coma sometimes. Haha.

I have a lot to be grateful about -- opportunities to travel, friends who travel with me, a bf who spoils me rotten, and a really good appetite to try every food in town. :D

Took this flower shot at Lilo-an Plaza when Mom and I went on a quick trip.
Mom is back home from the hospital. It's her heart again. She's feeling better now, except that her left arm is still swollen. I hope that she'd be fully well and strong because she will be traveling (for work) in the coming weeks.

But I am grateful that she's out of danger now. Grateful, too, to my sister Binky who took care of Mom.

I have been down with flu myself and had terrible fever for days. The fever and colds are gone, but I'm still coughing. My voice isn't back to normal yet.

I don't like getting sick. I missed Shayna's 7th birthday party. I also missed seeing my friend Jane when she was here in Manila. But as I said over at Twitter, getting sick is our own body telling us to slow down.

Thankful that Mom and I are feeling better. Thankful, too, to my friends who sent get-well-soon messages, food, prayers, and good thoughts.

Silence and Friendship.

2011-03-28T19:56:00.017+08:00

Getting sick has given me a lot of time in solitude these past days. I've spent it pondering about so many things, including that unexpected jolt in what was otherwise a happy kind of friendship. It took me months to know exactly what was going on. It even took me months to speak about it to someone. It is only now that I've actually given it time to really (as in really) think about the events that transpired.

Some things happen to test our own beliefs on loyalty and friendship. And the universe sometimes designs occasions to let us see clearly who our true friends are.

And I see clearly now.

I've also understood the world a little bit more. I've understood that in the end, it all boils down to how much you are loved. And that true friends -- yes, the real ones -- will stand up for you, especially when you have clearly been betrayed.

I've also realized that when trust is broken, there is no gluing it back. And friendships could not survive with a cracked, broken trust.

But what's wonderful about life is that it gives us enough chances to flip a new page and begin again; enough chances to choose the right people to invite into our life.

Everything is quite clear to me now.

So, I am starting on a clean slate while staying grateful for my loyal, amazing, loving friends. Real-life friends. Friends who stood up for me, friends who were there when it truly, truly mattered.

. . . .

Their friendship spans more than four decades and across continents. But they've remained constant in their trust and loyalty and love.

Two weeks ago, I was in Cebu to cover Tita Patricia's 57th birthday celebration -- her first ever celebration and she chose to celebrate it with us.

We consider her part of our family. After all, she and my Aunt have been friends since they were in high school.

I am glad that loyalty runs in my blood. :D

The Coron Piece.

2011-03-23T21:25:00.015+08:00

Today, I got my complimentary copies of last Saturday's CDN issue. I browsed through the pages and I was (still am) very touched that CDN made a beautiful layout of my pictures.

It was the first day of March when I got an FB message from N of CDN (in part): "Can you lengthen your [Coron] story just a bit coz we want to publish it." She also said she got so in-love with my Coron picture.

I was quite surprised and happy but unsure at the same time. I called my Mom about CDN's invitation and told her about my self-doubt. "I can't write." I told her. She ~~violently~~ replied: "What? What are you talking about? What do you mean you can't write?" We both laughed at my silliness. And then I texted my friend Edeena who told me that my writing is something that is felt in the heart (or something like that). And then there's Chelo who said: "CDN has good taste ha! I love that they chose you."

With enough people who believed in me, I wrote my story about this magical island that is Coron. I did not lengthen my original Coron blog entry, instead I made an entirely new one.

My friends think it's quite funny that I doubt my writing skills. When I told them CDN asked me to write, they said in unison: "It's about time!" Somehow, many of them expected I'd take the writing and newscasting route. I feel grateful that everyone who knows me (since shatong days) do not doubt that I could actually write.

Still, I am quite aware that writing isn't really one of my strengths. I know I can write but I also know that I am no Jessica Zafra.

Back in highschool and college, I was writing for my school papers. In high school, I was close to becoming editor-in-chief, but I won president of the student council (we were not allowed to hold two high positions in school, so I chose the presidency). Maybe, my experience being in the school papers was to somehow prepare me for the present moment.

I believe that recognition comes only when you keep on doing what you love doing without thought of reward or fame. I have been traveling and taking pictures out of sheer love for travel and photography. And then someone noticed.

I am grateful.

For all the wonderful things.

2011-03-15T00:05:00.010+08:00

THANK YOU.

. . . . .
Grateful for people who love my brand of photography and to those who appreciate all the work I put into it --

Chichi featured me in her Favorites folder over at FB. She wrote:

Aileen Siroy is my #1 favorite photographer. For one, she is to be blamed for my addiction to photography now. She encouraged me to take a camera and take a photo once a week. She authored the 'Creative Lens' project encouraging us to always go for it.

An Aileen Siroy photograph is always a masterpiece. If photos are a reflection of what she sees and how she feels, then for sure, in Aileen's eyes, life is beautiful.

And that is the reason why she is #1. Because, Yes, she always takes the perfect shots. Tanan mo gwapa gyud through her lens.
.. plus she is a stunning beauty herself.

Chichi is one of those people I admire. She's loyal, brilliant, and has the most amazing heart. And she takes awesome photos, too! Thank you, Chi! :)

Charm left me a message at my Facebook page with a link to Jasmine Star's page:

hi aileen, a friend suggested me this link and i just thought about you...philippines' jasmine star. :=>

That's a big big compliment! Jasmine Star is incredibly talented! Thank you, Charm. :)

Jenny S. met a friend of mine in California. She sent me a message and told me about their meeting (in part):

She mentioned your name and immediately i said, i know you coz you are famous and im a big fan.
i admire your photography works Ms. Aileen.

I am not famous, but thank you. :) It is very heartwarming to receive messages like this. Jenny takes fabulous photos, too! Thank you, Jen! :)

And then there's Dee who included me in her list of inspiring women. She wrote over at FB:

CHOOSE who you look up to, CHOOSE well who inspires you. I am thankful for these girls who inspires me, Aileen Siroy, Chichi Bugash-Abadingo, Ragen Stevart, Jopie Pestillos-Quijada, Liza Pestillos-Ocat, Rachel Joy Florentino.

Hurray for Beautiful, Talented and Smart Women!

This made my heart swell. Dee is an inspiring woman herself. And her photographs are as inspiring! Thank you, Dee! :)

. . . . . .

More reasons why I am grateful --

Blissful weekends with family.

Seeing old things with new eyes and having new appreciation for them.

The sound of raindrops.

Being invited to be a member of Pinoy Travel Bloggers. Such amazing people there! Thank you, Marky!

Being able to travel - near or far. My travel blog is already a dot com!

The twins turning 16.

Organic fruits and vegetables from our backyard. And lots of beautiful flowers.

Letters, postcards, and pasalubongs. It's heartwarming when you are remembered.

Quick FB/twitter/email messages.

Updates about my godchildren. Happiness!

A pretty laptop bag that's perfect. Thank you, CBB.

Friends who run to me for comfort or advice.

Friends who love to see me whenever I am in Cebu.

Future trips and adventures.

. . . . .

Photo: From Mom's garden.

This Boy, Clark.

2011-02-26T20:34:00.016+08:00

I have so many stories and hopes for this charming little boy, Clark. He's seven. And like most boys his age, he has his naughty streaks, loves to play, and gets excited over cartoons and ice cream. But he has the loveliest spirit and the biggest heart. And he loves his family very much.

This is the boy who ~~cries~~ wails each time I fly back to Manila. This is the boy who shares with me and Mom the same love for sardines (between Jollibee/Mcdo and sardines, he'd pick sardines hands down). He is generous with his I love Yous and hugs. He is polite and respectful of other people's things and space. He is smart and funny and sweet.

During my grandpa's wake, we opened the casket to put a rosary for my grandpa to hold. While the casket was open, Clark hugged my grandpa and said: "I am hugging you now because I will never be able to hug you ever again."

I love my grandparents very much and the old has a very special place in my heart. So it touches me that this seven-year-old boy feels so much for my grandparents. I hope he'd grow up respecting and honoring the legacy of those who came before him.

On my grandpa's funeral, I told him: "Don't ever forget Papa, ok?" He replied: "I haven't even forgotten Mama Fe even when she died ahead of him."

I hope he will always have a heart for the old. I hope he will always remember the things we are teaching him, honor our family traditions (I am BIG on family traditions), do our family rituals (no matter how corny they may be).

And I hope that he will grow up to be a better person than his parents (or all of us combined). Most of all, I hope he will live a life of meaning and purpose. I hope he will live it fearlessly and daringly, so that when he is old and grey, he will have lots of stories to tell.

JIngjing.

2011-02-19T18:09:00.006+08:00

The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.

{ Elizabeth Foley }

. . . . .
She's a lot of big surprises in a small package. She's funny and smart and beautiful.

Jingjing and I have been friends for 22 years. We've known each other since we were awkward, self-conscious, and insecure. We've seen each other grow and marveled at each other's lives. And we share this mutual love and respect for each other. The best thing about this friendship is that it is mature, unselfish, and real.

I met Jingjing back in highschool when we became part of a musical play. And although our meetings and conversations are rare and far between, we have this unquestionable trust and loyalty towards each other. She gets my being straightforward and I appreciate her ~~brutal~~ (haha) honesty. She would stand up for me against gossips and the unkind. And she knows I would do the same for her.

In one of our conversations while in Laoag, she told me that there are things in her life that she could only share to me. I was very touched. To be trusted like that is an amazing thing. We spent the most part of our trips to Laoag and Vigan exchanging deepest thoughts and long-kept secrets.

It was the first time we actually traveled together, save for those trips from play rehearsals back in the day. They say, relationships are tested when people travel together, but I am proud to say that Jingjing and I are still friends. Haha. She's just so easy to get along with and like me, she's such a trooper. We both can sleep and eat anywhere. And we both do not mind walking far (or under the heat of noontime sun). We are considerate of each other and we can actually laugh at ourselves.

I absolutely loved traveling with her.

When I learned that we have common friends -- she went to Science High with Chelo, Lynette, and Therese, and was classmate with Jucy in Velez, and was with Ayen in their internship, I thought: What a small world! But I guess, the world really is so big, it can fit everyone.

Jingjing may be small, but she's one of those I know with the biggest heart.

Thank you, Jing! Let's travel again! :)

Grateful...

2011-02-17T18:12:00.009+08:00

... for my lovely Macbook Pro. My four-year-old laptop, Paulo, suddenly died on me.
It served me well. Paulo died about a week before my own Grandpa passed away.

... for all your words of sympathy and prayers when my Grandpa passed away.

... for Tito Rudy, Pat's Dad, who left this in Mimi's Album of the pictures I took of her and Minoy:
"Aileen is the only photographer I know who can produce such tender, romantic images this way."

... to be someone's favorite photographer. And these heartwarming words came from the awesome Jopie (re the CDN feature):
"super happy for you! and hoping to see more features/articles of my favorite photographer!"

... for this comment Chin left in my blog (a pleasant surprise because I know she rarely really leaves comments):
"Yes, the heart is fickle, but yours is one of the bravest, funkiest, and most faithful that I know. Keep being an inspiration!"
How heartwarming is that?

... for the time I spent with Joy and her family, no matter how short it was.

... for Mom's sense of humor. She never fails to make me laugh.

... for this beautiful windy, cold weather!

... for finding inspiration to chronicle and share my travels.

... for dreams coming true.

... for my favorite Starbucks store that knows exactly what I want even before I order and serves my food on my table.

... for the kindness of strangers.

... for things that make those I care about really happy.

... for how my nephews and nieces are growing up to be such amazing people.

... for meeting inspiring people, one of my life-heroes, the fab Sari Yap -- twice! -- while Jingjing and I were in Laoag.

Sari is the President and Editor in Chief of Mega Magazine. I have my work featured in their magazine before but this was the first time I met her. The story about how she started Mega is very inspiring.

Vigan at Night : Travel

2011-02-16T21:33:00.007+08:00

There is something so amazingly beautiful about taking pictures at night. The lights add to the mood, everything becomes utterly dramatic and romantic.

It was already evening when Jingjing and I arrived in Vigan. We dropped off our things at the hotel and decided to walk to the town and to the famous Crisologo Street. It was breathtaking, it almost felt like walking through the cobblestone sidewalks of Paris. Somehow, it did remind me of Paris (except for the calesas, which I actually found quite charming) -- street cafes, old structures, small boutiques, lamp posts, and cool weather on a February night.

While sharing laughter and conversation with J, I let my old soul be engulfed by its beauty.

I shall blog about this trip more in the coming days.

Pamulinawen Festival : Travel

2011-02-15T15:14:00.004+08:00

When Jingjing and I scheduled our trip to Vigan (via Laoag), we didn't even realize that we were landing in this charming city a day before the Pamulinawen Festival. It was CBB who told us about it, so instead of heading straight to Vigan, we decided to stay in Laoag and join the festivities.

Pamulinawen Festival is the annual fiesta of Laoag City in honor of St. William the Hermit. It is celebrated every 10th of February with concerts, float competition, street pageantry (dancing, if you will), and a lot more. The city was swarming with people, vendors, and everything that was colorful and happy.

Everyone flocked infront of the Capitol that day to watch the dance parades. Jingjing and I were able to squeeze ourselves through all these people and made our way infront. We had an awesome view and I was able to take pictures.

Sharing some photos. Enjoy! And when you have the chance, do visit Laoag.

Each Other's Joy.

2011-02-13T18:10:00.003+08:00

She went on a fellowship in Switzerland many years ago to pursue her dreams, never imagining she'd find love, too. But when she did, it was a pleasant surprise. I still remember the day she told me she was getting married. I was extremely happy for her. After all, it was my constant prayer that she'd find someone she would love and would love her for the rest of her life.

Their story reminds me that love happens in the most unexpected moment or place. But it happens when it is meant to be -- in the proper order and at the perfect time. And on this month of love, I will hold on to the belief that true love is possible.

. . . . .

They were here in the country for her Mom's 75th Birthday celebration. It was happiness to see her again. I consider her my bestfriend. She knows, respects, and appreciates my story, and that is such a big blessing.

Posted more photos of them at the Dreamchasers' site.

75 and Awesome.

2011-02-07T18:01:00.006+08:00

One of my favorite things about being a photographer is getting invited to document milestones in people's lives. You get to witness these moments and hold this special place of capturing them.

I love these occasions. There's a lot of positive energy and love going around. That was why, when my friend Joy asked me to be their photographer for Mama's 75th birthday, I immediately said yes. If my memory serves me right, she booked me almost a year ago just to make sure I'd be there.

Truth be told, I wouldn't miss it for the world. They're like family to me and I was extremely happy to see them all again. These are people I know who will always love me and will always think kindly of me no matter what.

It was wonderful to see Mama looking so well and happy. It was such a heartwarming and fun celebration with lots of good food and laughter. Mama was surrounded by family and friends that day.

More photos HERE.

Before the fun started, she was prayed-over by everyone (led by their Parish Priest).

She is everyone's Mama, Ninang, Tita.

The amazing girls she brought up on her own when her husband passed away.

She is truly an extraordinary woman.
She's funny and generous and truly young at heart.

The grandkids had fun at the photobooth!

They're just too cute.

A surprise dance number for their Lola.

Cute, smart girls!

Pinky sharing anecdotes about Mama. Mama thanking everyone.

Friends.

Family.

The Heart Knows.

2011-01-25T19:52:00.005+08:00

It was October when CDN Asst Lifestyle Editor, Niza M left me a message in Facebook telling me to let her know when I'm in Cebu so they could feature me. "Really?" I asked in utter surprise. You know how sometimes you question yourself why they'd be interested in you when there are more interesting people out there? I was in that space. And then I told myself that maybe, they saw something special in me and my work.

When the article finally found print last Sunday, I texted Niza and Jonas (the one who wrote the piece) and thanked them. Niza replied: "Thank you for saying Yes." And Jonas texted back: "We are honored to have you in our pages." They are very sweet. And I must mention that they were very supportive of D, too, when she was inside the PBB house. They wrote articles about her, lifting her up, when many were pulling her down.

They are such positive people, it is evident in the way they write. I am very grateful.

Grateful, too, to everyone who are genuinely happy for me (operative word: genuinely), and to everyone who texted and called and emailed and sent me good wishes. I am deeply moved that many of my friends grabbed copies. Kaith grabbed 8 so she could give copies to our friends. I am touched. Thanks, Kaith! Even my Mom's friends and colleagues grabbed copies, too.

I once dreamed and wondered how it is to be featured in a newspaper or in a magazine. I just never thought it would ever happen. I am too shy to even put myself infront of a camera, much more in the pages of a newspaper.

But as Kaith and my sister Dionne said: "Karon pa ka mauwaw? Awahi na." LOL.

I got my copy today and photographed it. My apologies, these are SOOCs because my laptop is still dead and I've no photoshop.

Again, thank you. As I said in FB, I am a big ball of gratitude today.

Makeup and photos by Dionne.

Everything that spells Love.

2011-01-20T21:30:00.010+08:00

I think it's time for another Love List. Ah yes, LOVE is my favorite word this week. :)

Crave Photography. She takes the most perfect portraits! The tones are outrageously beautiful! How awesome are these pictures? And these, too! Many people try to do vintage, but I have problems with vintage that are too washed out. But these, these are just perfect! And Andee seems to be a nice person and right now, I wish we were friends/neighbors so I could ask her how she does her postprocessing. *grin*

Tricia Will Go Places. So young and so beautiful and so talented. Her work has seen print in many fashion mags and newspapers. She's a model, too. It's inspiring to see so many young talented girls who are putting their talents to good use. She'll certainly go places. And oh, that heart with wings necklace? I got one, too (from Carbon last Christmas). :D

Kiss The Groom. This blog certainly knows romance. Elizabeth takes the most romantic wedding photos. And I like people who pay homage to kissing.

Decorology. Because I was an interior designer in my past life, I love blogs that feature home interior designs. Browsing through all the photos of beautiful houses just makes me VERY happy.

Life, Daydreams, Etc. Now, this is mine. I've been taking photographs using the Hipstamatic App, I just want to have a blog for it. I'm totally loving how the pictures look retro/vintage. I take pictures of about anything and everything everyday, so this blog will be home of my hipstamatic mobile photos and those everyday quick thoughts. Go visit and leave me some love.

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Photo: I love these girls -- Beau and Aiana. Cebu. Canon 50D.

Grateful for Kind Thoughts.

2011-01-17T20:43:00.010+08:00

One of the reasons why I always include emails, letters, good thoughts in my gratitude list is because I appreciate very much any words of kindness that people send my way. You see, it is so easy to say something negative about someone. So when people are being kind, I am thankful.

All of us, I guess, have been victims of backbiting and rudeness. I know how it feels to be recipient of such unkindness. This is why, kind words mean a lot to me. It has been a deliberate choice on my part to form close friendships only with the kindest, gentlest people. I find it vexation to the spirit to be with people who have nothing but unkind words towards others.

My friend E wrote me last week, in part, she said:
'thanks, most of all, for taking a brighter and kinder view of me, first and foremost, before making any judgement. and thanks for speaking your mind, and just shining through for me...'

M sent me a message last Christmas that among her friends, I am 'the bestest one of all.'

Amanda left this as a reply to my FB status:
'You are the goddess of goodness.'

I'm not, but having someone say that still warms the heart.

My sister Dionne has been very supportive, she agreed to do the shoot even when she was sick. I texted her to thank her for what she did for me. She replied:
'Don't mention it, Ate. I know you would do it for me with no hesitation as well.'

And oh, I love the pictures she took of me! She's good at finding the right angle so I would look a bit small. Haha.

And then there's CBB who told me many times (I could no longer count):

'You have the softest heart.'

I have received so many emails, letters, messages and just random kindness from family, friends, and strangers.

I am very grateful.

Young and Beautiful.

2011-01-14T14:11:00.014+08:00

I am always fascinated by the enthusiasm of the young. That is why I love working with them. Their energy is quite contagious. They are so fun to work with and talk to. They're very creative, too, and not afraid to try new things.

This shoot with Kirah was such an enjoyable one. I was pretty amazed at the ease of her movements and poses. She looked very confident and graceful, unfazed by all the bugs and cow dung. I wondered if I was that self-assured when I was her age.

I can't really remember now. All I know is that I survived many difficult experiences even when I felt quite unsure then about a lot of things. Looking back, I think I was a very brave little girl.

And I believe that we do not really change much. I like how Tin puts it --

i’ve always believed that people do not change in-depth. the very core remains while the surface metamorphose. at one point, a person may experience a life-changing experience, that’s great… but so far, i have this observation (and i can be wrong), that each person has steadfast roots, innate elements — which can never be touched by time, space and make-overs.

Many psychologists even believe that our character is already formed when we turn five years old. And even as we grow older in age, the essence of who we are do not change, we just become more of who we are or we just become more mature in our ways. That is, if we learn our life-lessons at all. The growing up process is both fascinating and beautiful; but it's a never-ending process, too.

I know I've grown up. But I still have more growing up to do. There are still so many lessons to learn. I only hope I will never lose whatever youthful enthusiasm left in this creaky old body of mine.

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More photos of Kirah at the Dreamchasers' blog.

Sharing His Blessings.

2011-01-09T23:55:00.009+08:00

I walked through the silent corridors of the 4th floor when I arrived just a few minutes ahead of everyone. It was quiet, except from occasional moans or sobs of a child in pain. Despite the colorful paintings on the wall, there was immense sadness. I swear, I heard a mother's heart breaking.

Or was it the sound of my own heart breaking that I heard?

I tried to hold back tears the entire time I was there. But I had a good cry when I got home. The memory of their faces, pained and sad, just had to become tears.

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Ces' first-born, Eagan, turned 11. He celebrated his birthday
at the National Children's Hospital as a way to share his blessings.
He was joined by family and friends that Saturday morning.

I was quite happy when Ces invited me to join them and document the day.
I love to be part of something like this -- something that makes other people happy.
I wasn't surprised when Ces told me that Eagan will celebrate his birthday this way.
Ces and her family are very generous people, they find joy in giving.

I am sharing few pictures I took that day.
I am not posting pictures of very sick children.
There are ethics to follow when posting pictures of children,
especially sick ones. These pictures I took (and posting here)
have permission from their parents.

This little girl ~~was~~ is very ill, but for a while, she forgot a little of her pain.

There was a lot of laughter on the 4th floor that day.

Toys, balloons, and innocence.

Claiming her toy.

Jollibee was there, too, and danced for the kids!

The kids were so happy to see the Bee! Well, at least, most of them.

Ah yes, this bee makes me happy. :)

Anyo.

2011-01-05T01:22:00.006+08:00

He has been my constant source of entertainment. He's funny and smart and yes, very sipat! He's three and quite the Dennis the Menace (in a cute, endearing way). He touches everything and eats anything -- from durian to grapes to veggies (and his fingers. haha). Even hot chili on vinegar. I kid you not.

He has boundless energy. He could run and jump like he has springs screwed on both feet. And he could tease his siblings no end.

But he is also a very sweet boy. He kisses all of us when he wakes up in the morning and before he sleeps at night. He prays to someone he calls Etut (Jesus). And the only word that will make him stop from whatever he is doing is LOVE. Tell him: "Come, Anyo, love man Tita." He'd go to you and hug you. Without hesitation.

He is a happy little tyke. He laughs a lot. I look at him and see a little part of the spirit of my Mom in him - daring and funny and quite easy to please.

And don't be fooled by those sweet, droopy eyes. There's a sipat little kid behind it. :D

During the shoot we did for Eunie's band, I asked the rest of the kids to be there so we could shoot them, too. When I asked Anyo to pose with his sister BO, he gave me that face. That picture of him on the right -- well, maybe, that's the face I'd like to remember till the next time I see him. :D

I would certainly miss him when I fly back to Manila this afternoon.

Happy New Year!

2010-12-31T03:32:00.002+08:00

Wishing you all a magical New Year!

And good health, insane wealth, true love,
deep joy, and miracles you have been waiting for.

Happy New Year!

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Photo: Kirah during a quick shoot today.

Very Grateful.

2010-12-29T21:11:00.007+08:00

I feel like the luckiest person on the planet. My heart swells at the knowledge that I am remembered and thought about.

And loved.

Apart from the beautiful material things I received this Christmas, I am also recipient to the most fabulous gifts -- letters, emails, and friends wanting to spend time with me.

And then there's Dee and Liza who wrote such wonderful entries for me. Thank you, Dee and Liz!

I will always be grateful to Patricia for making my awesome header. She's one of the most creative souls I know. Thank you, Pat.

Then there's Chelo who sent a GC and the most delicious binangkal! I was driving when I started gorging! :D Thank you, Chel. And oh, I know I have something more coming. ;P

I still have to claim Therese's gift one of these days. Thank you, T!

My family, my Manila and my college friends also gave me the most awesome gifts. But that's for another blog entry.

THANK YOU to all who called, texted, emailed, wrote letters, sent gifts, left wall/FB messages.

And THANK YOU to everyone who, even when you are in another time zone, sent love my way.

I am very grateful.

Loving these butterfly tags and the message that comes with it. Oh, I love the postcards, too!
Thank you, Yen. I'm looking forward to more travels and adventures!
And I hope one of those would take me to where you are. :)

It's here! My Lydia Davis book! Thank you, Yen!
I'm always amazed by your thoughtfulness. Can't wait to start reading!

I've been wanting to own one since the day I discovered Jessie about a year and a half ago.
Thank you, Nette! So thrilled and excited to use this!

Yes, even though I appreciate all the wonderful material gifts,
I always focus on the thoughts that come with them.

Two of my favorite things -- postcards and pictures (both electronic and print)
from my favorite people on the other side of the globe.

I saw this in my favorite paper boutique, the Invitation House, and I wanted to buy one.
And then I decided to prioritize buying gifts for other people. But the universe knows.
Jane gave me this beautiful sticky notes! Thank you, Jane!

Mimi got me a dress just like her's! And it fits me perfectly!
Thank you, Mi! I am wearing it on New Year's Eve.

Little sister Kaith gave me these luscious body butter and
delicious chocolate covered cookies! Tilaw ka, Mi? LOL.

And then a kindred spirit gave me this. She understands about childhood dreams and wants
and she made an effort to make that little childhood dream come true.
I was teary-eyed when I got this. Thank you. :)