I haven't gone on any trips since my Myanmar journey last may so i'm contenting myself with finding things to shoot within the city. It can be fascinating to see details i normally gloss over because i pass them by quite often. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder may sound like time-worn and cliche-ish but it really is true.The city holds details and patterns that look beautiful to me. Take for instance the electric meters above. It's a wonder to me how on earth any meter reader can look at them on a regular basis when they're about 25 feet above ground. What could be the reason why they're so high? Prevent tampering? Or a reflection of how high electricity rates are, literally? But Metro Manila is not all wires, metals and wooden posts. In Cartimar, Pasay, I chanced upon the lush greens in their garden supplies wing and see a contrast between the greens and the greys, animate and inanimate, delicate and tough. Both fascinate me and not just because I used to tinker around with wires as well as pots and garden soil (happily, i still do the latter).With the habagat season upon us, there's more grey skies alternating with sunny weather, in itself, an interesting contrast if not a recipe for getting the sniffles. Oh well, here's to sharing these urban snaps and meanderings.
I haven't gone on any trips since my Myanmar journey last may so i'm contenting myself with finding things to shoot within the city. It can be fascinating to see details i normally gloss over because i pass them by quite often. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder may sound like time-worn and cliche-ish but it really is true.The city holds details and patterns that look beautiful to me. 
Take for instance the electric meters above. It's a wonder to me how on earth any meter reader can look at them on a regular basis when they're about 25 feet above ground. What could be the reason why they're so high? Prevent tampering? Or a reflection of how high electricity rates are, literally? 
But Metro Manila is not all wires, metals and wooden posts. In Cartimar, Pasay, I chanced upon the lush greens in their garden supplies wing and see a contrast between the greens and the greys, animate and inanimate, delicate and tough. Both fascinate me and not just because I used to tinker around with wires as well as pots and garden soil (happily, i still do the latter).
With the habagat season upon us, there's more grey skies alternating with sunny weather, in itself, an interesting contrast if not a recipe for getting the sniffles. Oh well, here's to sharing these urban snaps and meanderings.
