Working Class

For a photography class, we experimented with motion. Our subject must be someone who is working in his “natural environment.” I also experimented with color.

During the shoot, I asked a traffic enforcer if I could take a picture of him while doing his job. Of course, right after, it is polite to offer something in return, so we offered him lunch. He said, “‘Wag na po. Trabaho po namin ito.” (“No need. It is our job.”)

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When shooting people is appropriate

When shooting people is appropriate

Random photo session with friends.

Sam

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Yanie

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JC

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Robin (a.k.a. double-chin)

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(photos by Robin Estargo, of by Ariane Diongco)

we don’t talk anymore

we don’t talk anymore

I just heard you found the one you’ve been looking
You’ve been looking for
I wish I would have known that wasn’t me

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Cause even after all this time
I still wonder
Why I can’t move on
Just the way you did so easily

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Don’t wanna know
Kind of dress you’re wearing tonight
If he’s holdin’ onto you so tight
The way I did before

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I overdosed
Should’ve known your love was a game
Now I can’t get you out of my brain
Oh, it’s such a shame

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(Words by Charlie Puth, Selena Gomez, Jacob Kasher)

(Injeenyuhs Photo/Robin Estargo)

Manila Traffic at 1/60

Manila Traffic at 1/60

Have been really busy this week. I had everything planned for the night but I got stuck in traffic for four hours.

Here’s a little lowlight experimentation. Thank God for traffic jams.

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Back to work.

 

Case Studies

A girl’s catharsis from her murderer.

From the darkness, a girl emerges and walks down the street. She suddenly
stops for feeling that something is behind her, but she continues to walk,
now at a faster pace while looking back from time to time, going into a main
street and into a marketplace, where she encounters an entity that
manipulates her: her past, her spirit and her true intentions. Continue reading “Case Studies”

Sunday Clothes

Sunday Clothes

 

This is the day when she died.

The morning of December rose as she fell,

And I literally smell the morning vapor.

Her breathing fainted just as the cold water went downhill.

The ground shook and I felt her crack.

 

That was when we had to lay her down,

Like a dress you just ironed.

A naked being, vulnerable and oppressed. Continue reading “Sunday Clothes”