Mar 26, 2026 | Writings, Photography
I don’t know why, but when I look at this image that I’d shot and manipulated, it reminds me of Hieronymus Bosch’s Garden of Earthly Delight. Actual Bosch’s It’s an orgy of figures in an extraordinary contortion that needs to be focused and looked at in individual...
Mar 25, 2026 | Writings, Photography
It has been quite a while since I walked with a camera slung over my shoulder. Since I lost interest in golf, I haven’t had much reason to walk. Just as I was starting to feel a bit restless, the recent hike in gas prices gave me an excuse to save fuel and do...
Mar 23, 2026 | Writings, Photography
Tubes When I play golf, I only play golf. Nothing exists in my mind except the very next shot. Golf has that kind of magnetic absorption. If your head is spinning with too many thoughts, there’s no way to sink that ball for a par or a birdie. We can’t all be...
Mar 18, 2026 | Writings, Photography
Me, on the street Waking up at 3:30 AM means I went to bed at 9 PM. Between the silence and coffee, ideas are born. But today, nothing comes to mind. Have my springs already dried up? I wonder. I sent an SOS to someone whose character captivated me so much that I...
Mar 16, 2026 | Writings, Photography
Garden of earthly delight Throughout history, the sense of beauty has been overturned many a times according to what happened in that period in time, to now. Now, beauty is a urinal, soup can, even a blank canvas. It’s whatever the artist deems to be...
Mar 9, 2026 | Photography, Writings
3 sons under a strong mother I have always wondered why people buy my artwork. This also serves as a crucial criterion that must be met when I am editing my photographs. Is it because they want to hang it on a wall and constantly gaze at it? Does the piece speak to...