Capturing the beauty of the sky and ephemeral moments in life

Photography is never on my list of talents (if I have one) but it's the thought of lovely things in life that last only for a short moment that urges me to take pictures of what I think is "beautifully fleeting". We, too, will leave this world as the world itself changes. Time doesn't stop but our heart does. Our vivid memories grow old, blurry and obscure as years pass so in a way, I want to keep the things I admire in my memory archive and also, share the wonders I see to everyone.

If I were to choose a flower, I would choose wildflowers. They bloom freely and they are strong enough to withstand almost everything. They don't need a green thumb to bloom and produce beauty. I still don't know the name of these lovely flowers I found in an open field a year ago...

A symbol of friendship.
The two of us have no luck when it comes to falling in love that's why we formed a heart with our hands toward heaven for God to know that we are still hoping to meet the right person for the both of us...somewhere in the sky...(Taken 3 years ago)

When I'm stressed out and trying to wind up a bit, I always ask my father and older brother to take me to this place. This is the place where the river meets the sea and the wind is soft and gentle. Years from now, will this place still exist?

This tree alone in the sea gave me a lasting impression.

While the vehicle was moving, I looked up at the sky and it seemed to chase me...following me everywhere but in the end, I was the only one moving and sky remained in the same heavens above me.

Sometimes, I find myself inside darkness or a maze and I can't seem to find my way out but whenever I am gazing at the sky, my heart is at peace. It feels like God and my soul are connected somehow...

I don't know why but this picture makes me want to cry...Maybe because...during the day the picture was taken, I was with my classmates spending our last Christmas party together in the watermelon field. Happy times never stay...so are we...

One of my favorite wildflowers that I still don't know the name TT____TT

I have loved this flowers since time immemorial! And it took me 17 years to know its name...Ruellia...such a beautiful name and fitting too. When I took this picture, I was alone in the university since class was cancelled but I wasn't informed. While walking along the abandoned lot near the ruins of the old school canteen, I saw these lovely white ruellia. Nobody seemed to care about these flowers...Just like the love I had for someone who used to sit in the ruins surrounded by these flowers...

I always envisioned myself falling in a deep sleep above my soft bead of wildflowers and whenever I think of it, I sometimes wish never to wake up anymore.

This picture captures my thought of "ephemeral moments"

This place is a dump site but what do you know?! My brothers, cousins and I found beauty here! The way the moon is being reflected in the mud is splendid.

For me, the sky is a blank canvas and the streaks of gold,red,purple,blue and sometimes gray are painted by God.

This is a very rare sky indeed. 2 years ago after our class ended, my classmates and I were astonished and amazed by this lovely sight that I believe, I could never see again...

This is the scenery outside my window...I live in a poor community and so as the picture conveys, houses are crowded and the alleys are small too and the smells of pigs' and dogs' dung, stinky canal water, smoke coming from the kitchens and foods are all mixed up. And people in the higher level of society scorn poor people like us but we don't care. Our life is simple but it is full of life and happiness.

Philippines is a tropical country so there's no snow or spring. This picture was taken last march 2011...and the mahogany leaves were still shoots and a month after that, they would bear small green flowers. Like cherry blossoms, when the wind blows, the whole area will be bathed with their sweet-scented flowers. I love to open my window in summer afternoons like this because even the smell of the gust of wind is that of mahogany flowers and it makes me feel relaxed. Taking a nap is heaven too ^___^

This is what I called a "perfect picture"...I simply don't know how to explain it....

Painting as a hobby...

I have always loved painting since I was young. At the age of 5, I often enjoyed admiring the vast, blue sky while walking alone. I really wanted to paint its beauty and capture its eternal resplendence. But...No matter how hard I practice, I can't seem to get it right. I have never taken an art or painting class except as a part of my subjects at school and unfortunately, my art teachers didn't teach us how to "paint" or "draw". So I have never learned even the basics so I practiced and practiced by myself.

When my high school friend posted these paintings on my FB wall, I couldn't believe that I made these stuffs (lol)! So this was how I used to paint back then xd

Summer before I entered senior year in college

I may not be a painter or an artist but I really tried my best to express what I feel and this one here describes my feeling when I painted it. 

Feeling left out and out of place, I have painted yellow roses symbolizing happiness and at the same time, jealousy. The blue flowers stand for peace, at the same time, sadness. And the babies' breath? They are out of place!

 

 

 

 

Daffodils? Not even close right? But I truly loved the symbolism and meaning behind the story of Narcissus and Echo ^__^

I once saw a very old card that my father sent to my mother when he was still away and it really captured the beauty of autumn. And this was a failed attempt TT___TT

I have never seen peonies in real life but they are always in my mind ^___^ and it's obvious enough that flowers are the closest to my heart <3

:P I am not good at doing landscapes too >.< But I did my best...Honestly, I wanted to make the image of an autumn tree by the flowing river very realistic but I guess I was 1,000 years too early TT___TT It's not even close to what I had in mind back then >__<

Wisterias ^___^ It's always been my dream to have a beautiful garden where all of my favorite flowers bloom.

Ta-da!!!!! These three paintings are the product of my "improvement". But if you were to ask me, I'm not happy with these! I wanted to paint Chinese-style flowers but I can't even do proper strokes! But I made a lot of improvement that's for sure!!! Practice makes perfect indeed and I know that I am just half way to go and soon, I'll be able to put my thoughts into art ^___^

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The red rose vines are my "sign"

This one is the recent one. I also gave some of my works to my colleagues because they asked me to do so ^___^

 Thanks for the time and next time again!