Drawing Therapy

TriShaw Driver

You can go around town to see Melaka's sights on one of these Trishaws. It's well decorated with colorful flowers and accessories, accompanied by loud heavy metal music. No wonder it's hard not to notice.

Night Crawlers

Back in Manila, my friends and I go out for skate sessions after work. Thursdays was our regular skate night. But when work doesn't get in the way, we would skate every night.

It started in 2005 when I went out to skate at a parking lot near my office. Empty and quiet, all one can hear is the sound of the wheels spinning when it carves the concrete. As the night wears on, the chopping sound of the board breaks the silence of the city.

It was like some sort of freedom. It felt so great.

After a long day, you'll go out there and skate your stress away. Without thinking of work and being chased by security guards. Without worrying if it's already 2 A.M. It was just pure fun.

New Time Piece

Got me (and Val. Thanks babe!) a new watch during our trip to Malaysia over the long weekend.

I'm not really the type of person who shops often. It also takes a long time for me to decide before buying one thing. But when Val showed me this watch, it took me just 2 minutes too purchase it.

It's not fancy or expensive which I really liked about it. It's simple, reasonably cheap and functional.

About Family

I love when families get together.

It's when you feel the excitement of seeing and being with them again.

It makes places extra special when you go with them.

It's when you all eat on one big table

where you enjoy the food while arguing over the littlest things.

It's when you share real conversations

and laugh about the most stupid jokes.

It's when you can truly be yourself.

It's the feeling of being home

and being loved.

Surfing Dream

This shot was taken from one of our surf trips in the Philippines.

Writing on Rain

A lot of things change when it rains. Everything seems to be out of place. You find yourself waking up at the far side of the bed, looking at the clock with one eye open. The view outside has a pale blue grey shade taking a bit of that happy mood away.

People seem disoriented, walking at an awkward pace. Moving along the puddled pavement with their quick footsteps and heads hung low. The streets fill up with cars, each bumper closer to the next and the driver's faces press on the window shield.

A lot of things change when it rains. The time you get up from bed, the set of clothes you wear, the route you take, even the food you prepare. It may change your mood, it may be bad or good.

What is it with rain? Is it a sign of change? A shower of blessing? Maybe it's trying to tell you something or make you do anything? Maybe you'll find out yourself when you wake up on one rainy morning.