Verisimilitude

Friday, September 28, 2007

Toyota Chair Commercial: Meet

from one of the coolest post-prod agencies, LOGAN. like wolverine-logan.

i wanna make videos like LOGAN!

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Ogie-Wan Kenobi

my childhood fantasy. becoming a jedi..
lightsaber effects done in ae cs3.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Tiddy Bear - Funny Infomercial

tiddy bear? i'm getting one of these.. hahaha

Newest PSP ad

i wouldn't want to be caught in the same CR as this dude.

Sharapova - Nike Commercial 'I feel pretty'

ouch!

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Test submissions for VocProm posters

series of panels on Mission, Spirituality, and Community.
so far, 4 out of 6 pa lang natatapos ko.
sana pumasa 'tong concept na 'to, hehe.

VocProm

tey, e2 na yung sample ng ginagawa ko.
a series of panels illustrating Mission, Spirituality. Community.
comments?
4 out of 6 pa lang...

Monday, September 17, 2007

Lomodification

na-curious kasi ako sa lomo lomo na 'yan. eh kaso wala akong holga e. PS CS3 meron. parang may lomo na rin

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Lost in Traslacion.
It was the first day of my first visit to Naga and I found myself amidst the swarm of fanatical devotees to Ina, as the locals endearingly call the image of Our Lady of Peñafrancia. The Traslacion, as the procession was called, was a yearly event that signaled the start of the novena to Ina.
Originally, I had no plans of joining the procession of voyadores; I was already forewarned by some brothers about the creatively concocted stench of liquor and sweat and body odor. I was told about the danger of being crushed in the stampede of devotees clawing their way through the thick cordon of voyadores just to touch or wipe their hankies on the image of Ina. And of course, I was skeptical of public and fanatical shows of devotion.

   Yet, there I was, about three layers of voyadores away from the image of Ina, almost sucked into the vortex that held the crowd's attention. At first, I could not understand how some men were crying as they joined that religious commotion. That is, until I actually got lost in the Traslacion.
   The feeling was that of something that spoke to your gut--raw, powerful, palpable, instinctive, engaging, overwhelming.
    The rawness of the experience felt like it punctured something in me. but instead of blood, it oozed hot, stinging tears.