Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Man versus Boredom

I have two facebook accounts, my personal page Mark Paralejas and my Coffee Black account who doubles as my photo storage. One day out of boredom, they spoke. And this is what they've talked about in Filipino language.



Mark Paralejas
ano ba gmail bakit ang suplado mo?
16 minutes ago Friends Only · Comment · LikeUnlike

Coffee Black
buti nalang nanjan si yahoo, si yahoo na inosente, si yahoo na walang muwang, si yahoo na dati mong ini-snob.
13 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Mark Paralejas
teka, bakit natin kausap sarili natin?
12 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Coffee Black
ganun talaga, ikaw ba naman bigyan ng order ng doktor na tumambay sa bahay ng matagal na panahon edi kakausapin mo rin sarili mo, kahit mga halaman mo sawa na sayo.
10 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Mark Paralejas
kung sabagay Kapeng Barako may point ka jan, wala na tayong ginawa kungdi mag internet at pumatay ng mga bots sa counter strike 1.6 na bunga ng kakadownload sa mga torrent sites dahil wala nga tayong ginagawa.
8 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Coffee Black
kaya wala kang magagawa kungdi ang hintayin ang girlfriend mo sa darating na linggo upang magsaya, makakalabas naman tayo bukas eh yun nga lang sa hospital punta natin at hindi sa mall.
6 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Mark Paralejas
tama tama tama huwag ka ng sumagot, nakakatamad ng magpalipat-lipat ng account.
4 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Coffee Black
pakyu! ini-snob mo na rin ako ngayon.
3 minutes ago · LikeUnlike ·

Saturday, June 19, 2010

House Arrest

Good morning! whew! I just love the stroke of cold wind on my face riding my mountain bike. I did ten kilometers today, not bad, I so feel the 150lbs goal that I need to reach. Lance Armstrong you're still my man crush and my hero. Once you ride a bike, I tell you you will be hooked. My friend who doesn't own a bike wants one. It's good for the environment, good for your health, and good for your pocket imagine; you don't have to ride a public transport just to go to one point to another (of course, if you can bike it...)

All of this is a lie!!!

I can't bike yet because I just got out of the hospital. Surgery. But soon I will, and will tackle the streets again and with my speed, Alberto Contador is nothing (in my dreams).

Thursday, June 17, 2010

M-E-Y-B-E-L

You may be thinking what kind of title M-E-Y-B-E-L is; well it's a name that a lot of souls can't pronounce right. It's MABEL. Sound's A-list? yeah, for me she is.

Born March 20, 1981. People who were born in the 80's are a lot smarter than kids nowadays, in my opinion. I first met her in a company where I used to work at, is she a bombshell? no, is she skinny? no... I thought she's lesbian but she's not. If there's one thing that I could think of why I liked this girl on my first day of work is her remarkable laughter, echoing in and out the hallways, laughing like there's no tomorrow.

She'll say whatever her heart desires, she's not gonna be stooped down by some lunatic who poses for everything, She's brutally frank, and everyone loves it; She's just showing how true she is.

I knew she never been in an actual rice paddy before, so me and my girl drove her to one and you won't believe the excitement in her eyes, so magical that I can't stop smiling myself. Mabes: "ngayon lang ako nakalapit sa talahib hahahahaha " Me: "palay yan Mabes... :)"



There's a lot to talk about when it comes to my super friend, my tears maybe dropping most of the time when I think of her, but I know she's happy and she's in a better place now. Rest in peace Mabes... We all love you.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Hellish dream

I had a dream of traveling downstairs super fast that it made my hair recede like crazy making me look like 80 years old or so. This travel made me sick down to the spine, I realized that I was in hell. As I was walking, I don't know what to do, I'm not sure if I'm gonna meet Lucifer or maybe Adolf Hitler; and then I met some...

And here they are:

1. The teacher who said you would never amount to anything.

2. Chrysler Silva (don't ask me who this is).

3. The music teacher who told you that if you can't sing well don't sing at all.

4. The nun who said you had disappointed God.

5. The nanny who said that if you didn't stop crying, the aswang or bumbay would eat you.

6. The cousin who broke all your toys and then ran crying to her mother.

7. The neighbors who didn't stop yowling since they got their magic sing.

8. The user.

9. The pervert.

10. The ex who couldn't stand that you were more successful than she was.

11. The insanely jealous psycho creep.

12. The friend who stole your idea.

13. The poser.

14. Filipino's who kiss white ass and look down on other Filipino's.

15. The friend who ditched you when you were in trouble.

16. The security guard who is rude to you because he figures that you are a nobody.

17. The salesperson who follows you around the shop.

18. The stage mother who forces her 8 year old daughter to join a beauty contest.

19. The cab driver who refuses to drive you to the most important appointment of your life.

20. The septic tank of public officials.

21. The so-called spiritual leader who condemns all who disagree with him to the fiery pits of hell.

22. The dude who's playing a dude whose disguised as another dude.

23. Jose Mario Abaja (don't mind asking...).

24. The joker who can't afford to be laughed at in slow motion.

25. The naysayers.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Immortal

When a someone notice your work, it feels good. When a stranger notice your work, you get thrilled. When a known man notice your work and asks for a sample, that's shocking. Literally, I was shocked.

March 2010. A guy sent me a message through multiply.com, a known social networking site, asking if I can take photos of his shop and maybe him in action. I stared at his message for a couple of minutes or so and I'm not embarrassed to admit that. A lot of things are circling my mind like "are you serious?, me?, why me?, am I gonna get paid?, are you gonna hurt me if I won't do what you're asking?, cmon! me?!".

A brief introduction of who this is, meet Franklin Ibanez Jr. (Franklin IbanYez Jr., sorry I don't know how to type the special character thing to replace the "N"). Frank discovered art when he was 7 years old through water color, after a couple years passed he saw a different kind of approach; which was charcoal and later on advanced into oil painting. At a very young age, Frank is exposed to tattooing. His father is one of the pioneers of Philippine tattooing and one of the founders of PHILTAG or Philippine Tattoo Artists Guild. His first tattoo was of an american flower, and he destroyed the skin; the second was a scorpion, and destroyed the skin again; like all of us, he encountered a lot of mistakes and finally got it right and the rest was history.

I'm not new to tattooing myself, 'coz I own one. What I'm new at is photographing an artist in action, will I be a nuisance or what? There's a lot of things to consider.

Frank has his own tattoo shop; Immortal tattoo shop located at Tiendesitas, Pasig City and one at Pasay. If you wanna check it but don't have the time to really get down with one of their sites, you can visit their website http://www.immortaltattooshop.com" (copy and paste it to your browser)

From what I observed, He's a master of realistically looking tattoos and black and grey tattoos. He's been a tattoo artist since 1994, 15 years of experience. You wanna know the results of the photo shoot?

Visit my site, http://superhawk26.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Immortal_Tattoo

Just copy and paste it to your browser.