Or Dave. Or Henry. Or … what was your name again?
This photo comes by way of one Canon S5, one snap-happy afternoon trek through Central Park, and one particularly adventurous morning playing with Photoshop with a misbehaving mouse that just wouldn’t stop clicking on stuff.
I write, cook, play music, and make pictures. Not necessarily in that order. I was born and raised in the Philippines, and it shows. That means I eat rice with every meal, love my cousins like my own siblings, and firmly believe that avocados are best eaten with cream and sugar.
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One summer night in 2010, our house burned to the ground and we lost everything we had. This is the story of what happened and how life and hope can always rise from ashes.
This is very cool Ivory….it looks like a painting….WOW!
Thanks, KD! I was kinda going for that gritty painting effect.