Subliminal

Why do I take photographs? It's a basic question but until now I have no concrete answer.

Like the photograph above, I do not have a real and logical reason why I took it, it was just an impulse of pushing the shutter. Perhaps it's the subconscious, it's the inner self telling me something.

Perhaps taking photographs is like listening to Barry Manilow with a subliminal message when played backwards.

Phrarachwang ca pid

Bangkok is a chaotic beauty like my Manila. It's easy to get lost in her lively and labyrinthine streets. An intertwining mesh of the ancient and modern. It may be fair to say that Bangkok is the Buddhist twin sister of my Catholic Manila. From her stifling traffic, her weekend and night markets, and to her red light districts, I felt at home in her humid embrace yet I failed to fully comprehend her mystery. 


Definitely, I am going back to Bangkok.