I wonder how the art in me transforms into paper or maybe even a photograph. But when it comes to sensing beauty in its rawness, my eyes no matter how blurry in the dark they may be, manage to capture a glimpse of picturesque. That is how I groove to the beat of the boredom and quaint-essential life. Even though I went to Abra (somewhere in the Cordillera mountains of the Philippines) for work, I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of the beauty and wonders of nature, structures and people. Yes, I would love to be a photographer although no one can translate that so much beauty of feeling and sensing when you're actually there in that special place and that special moment. Maybe that's what photographs are for, to hold each moment though time is fleeting. I cannot help but feel nostalgic. Even in a country where fisher folks ran most of their part in the archipelago. Even in poverty, I manage to find beauty and hope.
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| Relax at the Municipal Garden at Caupasan |
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| Sunset View from Mudeng |
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| Abra: Can't Get Enough of the Sunset |
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| What faith and hope is about in Abra |
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| Another picturesque Municipal Hall in a Sunny Day |
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| The Lonely House Lizard |
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