wallflower

i think i've posted this already... not too sure. but anyway, i can't stop raving about this great soundtrack. the soundtrack of the perks of being a wallflower is one the great ever! happy weekend!

Clarke Quay

Love is just an all-purpose excuse for selfish behavior. 
You can lie and cheat and hurt people and it's all ok because you're in love.
- What If


Clarke Quay, Singapore.
January 2017

Batad

A stream gurgling, birds singing, cows mooing, and lambs baaing, that's better than any band! 
- Angela's Ashes


Batad, Banaue, Ifugao.
Sometime ago.

Mandalay

Stare... concentrate, assess. 
Eventually a pattern will assert itself. 
- All the Light We Cannot See, Anthony Doerr


Mandalay, Myanmar.
December 2016.

Robertson Quay

Why did the place lurch like the deck of a ship?
- Carlos Cortes, Longitude



Robertson Quay, Singapore.
January 2017


Happy new year!!

Meryl Streep

Thank you very much. Thank you. Please sit down. Please sit down. Thank you. You have to forgive me, I have lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend and I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year so I have to read.

Thank you, Hollywood Foreign Press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said, you and all of us in this room really belong to the most vilified segments of American society right now. Think about it: Hollywood, foreigners and the press.

But who are we and, you know, what is Hollywood, anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and educated in the public schools of New Jersey, Viola was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, came up in Central Falls, R.I. Sarah Paulson was born in Florida, raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio, Amy Adams was born in Vicenza, Veneto, Italy and Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates?

And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, raised in Lon — no, in Ireland, I do believe, and she’s here nominated for playing a small-town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London and is here playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. So Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners and if we kick them all out, you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this, so. An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that, breathtaking, compassionate work.

But there was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart, not because it was good, it was — there’s nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth.

It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter, someone he outranked in privilege and power and the capacity to fight back. It, it kind of broke my heart when I saw it and I still can’t get it out my head because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing.

Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. When the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose.

OK, go on with that thing.

OK, this brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage.

That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood foreign press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the Committee to Protect Journalists, ’cause we’re going to need them going forward and they’ll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing. Once when I was standing around the set one day, whining about something, we were going to work through supper or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me: “Isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight.

As my, as my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once: “Take your broken heart, make it into art.”

Thank you, Foreign Press.

- the great Meryl Streep, at this year's Golden Globe Awards, receiving Cecil B. de Mille Lifetime Achievement Award.

pamilang

isandaan at tatlumpu't lima… ang kabuuan sa pagtatapos ng dalawang libo't labing-anim. animnapu na rin ang naipon sa loob ng dalawampu't siyam na lunan. dapat ipagbunyi! hahaha!

malayo sa hinagap ang mga ito. huli na nang magsimula at dadalawa lamang ito sa katapusan ng dalawang libo't sampu. umakyat sa siyam noong dalawang libo't labing-isa. umalagwa, tumugatog at nananatiling pinakamataas ang tatlumpu't apat sa dalawang libo't labindalawa. may bahagyang pagbaba sa dalawampu't lima noong dalawang libo't labingtatlo at nabawasan pa ito noong dalawang libo't labing-apat sa dalawampu. bumawi naman noong dalawang libo't labinglima sa dalawampu't anim. at nito ngang dalawang libo't labing-anim, labingsiyam lamang ang kinahinatnan.

ang higit na nakalulugod, may bagong walo na dumagdag sa talaan noong dalawang libo't labing-anim. sa loob ng isandaan at tatlumpu't lima, may apat na naulit ng dalawang pagkakataon, dalawang dumaluhong ng tatlo at isang walo ang kawisikan. dalawa ang namukod-tangi sa dami, isang mukhang madaragdagan pa sa kasalukuyan nitong tatlumpu at ang isang napinid na noong dalawang libo't labingtatlo sa tatlumpu't dalawa.

sa mga bagay na may kinalaman sa pamilang, ito ang mga nais mong lalong maging mataas. higit pang dumami sana. nawa'y madagdagan pa. yumabong. at maghatid pa ng ibayong lugod sa kabuuan ng sangkatauhan. 

tala, bilang pa tayo. 

Penang

You must never stop believing.
That's the most important thing.

- All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr


Tanjong Bunga, Penang, Malaysia.
January 2017.

Panglao

Out on the beach, privation and fear are rinsed away by wind and color and light. 

- All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr


Panglao, Bohol.
May 2016.

Mt. Pinatubo

Earth's crammed with heaven, 
And every common bush afire with God.
But only he who sees takes off his shoes, 
The rest sit around and pluck blackberries. 

- Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Mt. Pinatubo, between Zambales and Tarlac, Philippines.
Sometime ago.  





Happy New Year!