Archive for September, 2005



September 19, 2005

True beauty is not on the dress they wear…



September 13, 2005

They said every picture has its own story, every art has its own inspiration. This was made when Chicken Pox devastated my poor skin (Dec.2005), my face got the most hit. Confined in my room for more than two weeks, without anything much to do i did experiment with colors (primary colors).

As i stare outsite through my glassed window, t he sky is dark warning everybody that rain is about to fall, bring your umbrella.

Black background to give focus to the colored umbrella. Primary colors Red, Yellow and Blue; for optics Red, Yellow and Green.

Given to Fujiwara-san [Irene]



September 12, 2005

His friends call him Jonats and so do i. Given as present to always reminds him of the movie "sassy girl". The soundtrack "I Believe" had echoed relentlessly in the four corner of his room at Ishizakecho. Sang by Erwin with accompaniment by Merill & Mell, somehow that movie helps his heart beat fast, so fast that a mere momentum had kept his heart beating.

…remember the potluck that oftentimes held in his very accomodating room, the jamming that let everybody sings their heart out, the Warcraft Games that oftentimes dominated by Teof and most of all the thoughtfulness and care he bestowed to all his friend.

sassy boys & girls @ Japan (2004 – 2005)


Outside my Window

September 11, 2005

A wiew outside my window. Notice that those houses were standing just beside the cliff. Long staiways going up and down (ideal for those who are getting in shape).


Like A Rose

September 10, 2005

Flowers are always fascinating, their colors that radiates everytime sunshine kissed their petals. No matter how you ignore everytime you passed through them, but your eyes always peek toward their direction.

Oh what secrets do flowers had? Is it their scents? their intricately formed petals? their pastel colors? or maybe all of them that we couldn't resist not to be amazed. Just like beautiful women that often times serves as inspiration for bees to fly on their petals and taste the sweetness of their nectars.