I was asked to draft a bio along with a photograph that I showed at Barangay LA's Tulay art exhibit.
It feels awkward having to write about myself and toot my own horn.
I paced around the room, listened to Jason Mraz loudly hoping to alleviate the anxiety and ended up
opting for silence. Had two cups of coffee, walked the dogs around the block and still nothing.
I made a few calls to get some pointers and decided to jot down some notes.
Still, my notepad was blank.
What was it that got me into photography?
I was never good at writing. Thoughts flutter in my head and I have a hard time
narrating things in the best way possible.
My camera became my tool to tell those stories.
It could be about my weekend with Amado and our dogs, good times with new and old friends
or people wanting their portraits taken.
Whether it be objects or people, there is always a story to be told.
