After weeks of summer gala, June has come to haunt us
again. Not that I have to get back to gradschool (classes will open on August);
but really I have to get going and make significant progress if I intend to go
beyond the ~initiation phase. I braved myself into asking a renowned professional photographer if he’s offering photography seminars or workshops these coming
months and good thing he’s planning one. The price had slightly affected my
gradschool stash but the promise of learning more and improving my skillz
outweighed certain budgetary constraints.
Last Sunday, we began our two-week workshops. Morning
session’s dedicated to a bit of theory—defining street photography, trying to
become invisible and also being in the moment when capturing photos, connecting
with your subjects and some other concepts that we can use while practicing our
street photog cred. Of course, there’s the usual getting-to-know session, which
I always find difficult because I’m not used to talking and maintaining
conversations with new people. I guess I managed.
The afternoon session’s more exciting. We get to
apply the things we learned—photowalk! So from Mendiola, we crossed the
footbridge going to Recto Avenue and from there, we began looking for subjects
and taking photos. We reached Isetann and the underside of LRT Recto Station where
informal settlers abound. Whenever I go home from work or school, I dread
walking this side of Manila because I’m afraid of getting robbed or held-up or
something. Those fears were washed away—I was busy taking photos and getting
immersed in the urban noise.
But just to be safe, I asked our instructor how
should I avoid “elementals” if I plan photowalking on my own? “You just have to
look alert—always look back as if you forgot something. You get to stall them
if you do that. And walk briskly to prevent them from ganging up on you.” Ok.
Alive. Alert. Awake. Important lesson if you plan to do this on your own or a
We also reached the residential areas in Santa Cruz
and then the famous Divisoria, finally wounding our way towards Juan Luna
Street in Binondo. We capped our workshop with steamed dumplings and taipaos at
Wai Ying. By 5pm, I was back to walking, this time bound home.
Here’s a sample of the photos I took during our first
street photog session. The rest are posted at my Flickr account
and Jux photoblog
|The history of the Filipino people lies in its streets.|
|Is it seriously nice?|
|Alone. Drunk. Somewhere in Sta. Cruz.|
Labels: 2014, experiences, lessons learned, manila, Old Manila, photoblog, street photography