|Traffic in front of the familiar Binondo church|
For a shoot assignment covering Manila some weeks back, I had the opportunity of reliving the old days. It's really remarkable how a place can change but still very familiar. The skyscape seems to be transforming alright with the sprouting of high-rise condominiums but the tangle of overhead cables and riot of signages endure to this day (a perennial problem for photographers who dream of framing the sights sans the wires).
There's another budget mall drawing in the bargain shoppers and hoarders (Lucky) apart from the already familiar landmark, 168. But mall-averse that I am, I am more fascinated with the small shops and sidewalk stalls that dot the streets.
|Crispy, juicy Sincerity Chicken|
In my mind, the most wonderful thing about Binondo is how it remains familiar and welcoming inspite of how much the world has changed. So what if it remains chaotic? Who cares if some of the streets reek of fresh horse piss? At least to me, Binondo remains a special place to escape to, a reminder of the past, a seemingly-enigmatic constant in a fast-changing world.