Showing posts with label cebu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cebu. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Bleeding Sunset in Mactan Island


The dull horizon of a spotless canvas – a garden for the pensive mind staring out at nothingness – exploded into a spectrum of raging fire, quite unexpectedly a visual treat at sundown, one fine Christmas day with family, merry and loud and full, in Cordova. It is a small town on an island ruled by the valiant Lapu-Lapu and where Ferdinand Magellan – the Portuguese explorer that set sail from Seville, Spain in an attempt to circumnavigate the globe – met his untimely death.

The sky that day bled a hopeful message that everything else was taken care of, that the blessing wasn't too far not to see.


Images: Lantaw Floating Native Restaurant, Cordova, Mactan Island, Cebu, Philippines

Saturday, April 30, 2016

A Battle for Mortals and Immortals


Mere mortals prejudiced against me and my own kind from heaven and hell, reeking of envy, stirring poison, I am set to soar high no matter what, however bruised my mettle is, however reduced I am to being inconsequential, and however clipped my wings are you do try so hard to. 

I may be dying — breathing with my bladed faculties that reveal of fire and my septuagenarian earthly body — but a colossal task looms in the horizon, revealing itself before my still laser eyes. I have to win this test — this ugly war. I owe it all to my dear people — mortals — and my own kind — immortals.

Image: Temple of Leah, Cebu City, Philippines

Friday, February 5, 2016

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Waves of Faith: Sinulog Festival 2016


Apart from the novenas, masses, and processions, revolving around the Señor Santo Niño -- the centric figure epitomizing the fervent Catholic faith in Cebu -- is the Sinulog festival. Devotees, pilgrims, and revelers mix themselves up in the thick and vibrant crowd on the third Sunday of January. Sinulog is the feast of the child Jesus of Cebu.

This year, being part of the Grand Parade -- Sinulog's main attraction -- as photographer, again, was a privilege, as always. Wedged into the 3.8-mile long route populated by performers, celebrities, and floats, I was enjoying the whole journey no matter the circumstances. We had a better weather this year, too sunny it didn't rain.

Thank you, Señor Santo Niño, for the opportunity and the gift of life!

Sinulog Festival Episodes: