Columns

The San Jose Church's interior is an arcade of Corinthian columns supporting a faux barrel vault over the nave and groin vaults over the aisle. Built by the Jesuits around 1607; made as a house of the order of the Augustinians on 29 April 1617.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Elemento

This photo was shoot on September 3rd, 2011 Photowalk together with the Photo Artists League of Iloilo, Inc. Model: Jean Cabre...

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Church of Santo Tomas de Villanueva

The church of Santo Tomas de Villanueva is one of the World Heritage Sites declared by UNESCO in the Philippines. This photo won 8th Place in the 33rd PALI Photo Tilt in Summer of 20...

Ambakan Falls

Ambakan Falls is located in Municapality of Jordan, Island Province of Guimaras, in Western Visayas Reg...

Northern Iloilo 2010 Adventure

The 6AM sunrise at Carles (Iloilo) going to Gigantes Islands. This photo was taken during the outreach program of the Master in Public Governance (Batch 2011) of West Visayas State Universit...

Vandalism

"Vandalism" Location: Under the Guimbal Bridge (Iloilo) Date: February 2...

Hala Bira! Viva!

Tribu Bola Bola of the Iloilo National High School during the 2011 Dinagyang Festival of Iloilo City...

Mother and Child

This photo of a woman carrying her child is one of the scenes, at Santo Tomas de Villanueva Parist in Miag-ao, Iloilo, Philippines, after the Holy Sunday mass. The church is one of the declared World Heritage Sites of UNESCO in the Philippines...

Thursday, August 25, 2011

WE Must be Dreaming

we call ourselves mature, where we actually act like more than a kid; we call ourselves professionals, where we behave as if we haven't stepped in grade school doorsteps; we call ourselves a friend to many, where in fact we are one of the enemies. we believe we're good, but failed to realize we have done nothing that is great; we believe we're doing the right thing, but never have known what the policies are; we believe we're following the right path, but do not understand where we're going to. we...

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Reflection

Am I thinking the right thing Someone has remember my name Is somebody hoping I'll call Or do I really matter at all How I wish I can wake up when someone will call If it matters at all I will ever be the same Is this feeling for insane I never had the idea 'bout feelings But still I can feel the comforting hands touchin' If in doubt in the beginning Just give yourself the freedom for thinking Is this love that I'm feelin' I'm having hard time to let go Got no other way to hide The emotions...

Monday, May 2, 2011

Lines to Heaven

time strikes between one and two like rhythm and blues a reminder to life, days are unfolding through we need to taste each moment like there's no more tomorrow; that's what it means, maybe, to me and to others too the billowing waves kneel before the rocks - ruins of fortress, remains of the past in the enormous silver and golden beauty of the sky, emotions where casts filters of bladed ray from up high carefully fading embracing the tides, temperature has risen alone in the dark, wrapped by...

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

To the Pilgrims

When Nature starts to Speak; weaving dreams failed to fit us in clouds dancing in repeated scheme with so many things required we're tired life's a mere routine, repeated in time again passing through footsteps made by somebody that sparkling lights in the sky will soon say goodbye it's another day - what's new? still in the same way does our lives mean something amongst the things living? try to follow what your heart calls for you dance to the silent rhythm within for you to find a place and...

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Midnight Poet

The dark night covered the Earth Humans are at rest Supermoon has risen Walls left unspoken Another day has closed New dimension opens Stories slowly unfolding The myths of the night, carefully told In heaven he looked up Watching the sparks of stardust above Longing for Nyx to appear And answer his prayer In the air he whispers Addressing the deities he says 'With your powers and might, Show to me the world's beauty and delight.' And the cold wind caresses him Lift him up and show the best...

Friday, April 1, 2011

Breaking the Silence

The sun rises in the east; As the sweet scent of the morning breeze kisses everyone's lips Stories are told, but the vast lands of countryside has no voice, Nothing you can hear, no more. The birds are flying. Boars are wand'ring; Looking for food - captivating and mouth watering. No voice, all in complete silence. The city sleeps, unusual day, unusual moment Far from previous days; Totally different. Kids are hungry crying, Homeless has no direction. Victims of injustice are sealed; Culprits...

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