Sunday, February 27, 2011

photon, photophobia, photography, photographer, phototaxis


i found ini di sini. saya rasa itu lulz.
saya tidak tahu ini hasil karya siapa, jadi tidak dapat menuliskan kredit.

true enough. dulu aku pernah tulis status di fb.
"baru beli dslr, dah declare diri sendiri fotografer. macam tu aku nak beli stetoskop la, terus declare diri sendiri doktor?"

terus byk yg butthurt comment macam2, termasuk akak dan adik aku sendiri =P

overpriced camera tak jamin pun gambar kaw amek jadi cantek deknon.
akak n adik aku tu, abis hunting, balik umah photoshop photoscape segala. aku cuma mampu lol.
aku brani declare, aku amek gambar pakai compact camera, gambar aku SOOC (str8 out of camera) untouched, unedited pun masi cantek dari kebanyakan gambar dorang =P

waktu aku di Manila hari tu, aku sempat berkenalan dengan satu abang/pakcik (aku tak sure nak tulis apa) dari Hong Kong.
dari hasil perbualan kami (ayat layak dapat A1 BM SPM), saya dapat tahu kalau dia organize volunteer-works of doctors and nurses from HK at this one slum dekat Chinese Cemetery, Manila.
he done lots of volunteer works around the world. Iran, Afghanistan, dan lain-lain.
waktu yang sama, dia ni fotografer, dan aktif dalam 'documentary photography'.


gambar-gambar yang beliau tangkap ketika di Manila boleh dilihat dibawah kategori Under the Heaven.

kalau aku lah personally, tengok gambar-gambar yang beliau ambil tak buat aku kagum dengan kecantikan gambar-gambar tersebut (sebab tiada yang cantik tentang kesusahan dan kemiskinan orang lain yang dipaparkan dalam gambar-gambar tersebut), tapi betul-betul membuatkan aku tersentuh secara emosi.

dia kata "these photos are not beautiful. these photos are, well, sensitive".



camera is physics.
photography is art.












Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Jose Rizal

aku baca sajak ni, aku jadi merinding...
merinding sebab, sajak ni ditulis sebelum Jose Rizal dihukum mati oleh Spain, kerana dianggap sebagai musuh.

Jose Rizal merupakan antara pejuang kemerdekaan Filipina. waktu aku lawat Rizal Monument kat manila hari tu, aku rasa seram sejuk bila tengok monumen tu, dan baca keterangan monumen tu yang bermaksud "monumen ini didirikan tepat di lokasi Jose Rizal dijatuhkan hukuman mati oleh Spain".

Kisah beliau menarik minat aku.
beliau seorang yang sangat berbakat. seorang doktor, penulis, ahli falsafah, pengukir, pelukis. beliau melawan penjajahan dengan penulisan. Novel-novel beliau dianggap Spain sebagai sesuatu yang berbahaya kepada mereka. oleh itu beliau dianggap musuh, kerana penulisan beliau dihukum bunuh...


On the eve of his execution, while confined in Fort Santiago, Rizal wrote Mi Ultimo Adios ("My Last Farewell"), a masterpiece of 19th-century Spanish verse.

Farewell, dear Fatherland, clime of the sun caress'd
Pearl of the Orient seas, our Eden lost!,
Gladly now I go to give thee this faded life's best,
And were it brighter, fresher, or more blest
Still would I give it thee, nor count the cost.
On the field of battle, 'mid the frenzy of fight,
Others have given their lives, without doubt or heed;
The place matters not-cypress or laurel or lily white,
Scaffold or open plain, combat or martyrdom's plight,
T is ever the same, to serve our home and country's need.

I die just when I see the dawn break,
Through the gloom of night, to herald the day;
And if color is lacking my blood thou shalt take,
Pour'd out at need for thy dear sake
To dye with its crimson the waking ray.

My dreams, when life first opened to me,
My dreams, when the hopes of youth beat high,
Were to see thy lov'd face, O gem of the Orient sea
From gloom and grief, from care and sorrow free;
No blush on thy brow, no tear in thine eye.

Dream of my life, my living and burning desire,
All hail ! cries the soul that is now to take flight;
All hail ! And sweet it is for thee to expire ;
To die for thy sake, that thou mayst aspire;
And sleep in thy bosom eternity's long night.

If over my grave some day thou seest grow,
In the grassy sod, a humble flower,
Draw it to thy lips and kiss my soul so,
While I may feel on my brow in the cold tomb below
The touch of thy tenderness, thy breath's warm power.

Let the moon beam over me soft and serene,
Let the dawn shed over me its radiant flashes,
Let the wind with sad lament over me keen ;
And if on my cross a bird should be seen,
Let it trill there its hymn of peace to my ashes.
Let the sun draw the vapors up to the sky,
And heavenward in purity bear my tardy protest
Let some kind soul o 'er my untimely fate sigh,
And in the still evening a prayer be lifted on high
From thee, 0 my country, that in God I may rest.

Pray for all those that hapless have died,
For all who have suffered the unmeasur'd pain;
For our mothers that bitterly their woes have cried,
For widows and orphans, for captives by torture tried
And then for thyself that redemption thou mayst gain.

And when the dark night wraps the graveyard around
With only the dead in their vigil to see
Break not my repose or the mystery profound
And perchance thou mayst hear a sad hymn resound
'T is I, O my country, raising a song unto thee.

And even my grave is remembered no more
Unmark'd by never a cross nor a stone
Let the plow sweep through it, the spade turn it o'er
That my ashes may carpet earthly floor,
Before into nothingness at last they are blown.

Then will oblivion bring to me no care
As over thy vales and plains I sweep;
Throbbing and cleansed in thy space and air
With color and light, with song and lament I fare,
Ever repeating the faith that I keep.

My Fatherland ador'd, that sadness to my sorrow lends
Beloved Filipinas, hear now my last good-by!
I give thee all: parents and kindred and friends
For I go where no slave before the oppressor bends,
Where faith can never kill, and God reigns e'er on high!

Farewell to you all, from my soul torn away,
Friends of my childhood in the home dispossessed !
Give thanks that I rest from the wearisome day !
Farewell to thee, too, sweet friend that lightened my way;
Beloved creatures all, farewell! In death there is rest !

(Translated by Charles Derbyshire)

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Manila

just click the photo to view in larger size. text akan menyusul, laen kali aku tulis cerita tentang manila. buat masa ni, enjoy these photos ^_^

Manila! ^_^

The Hostel - Red Carabao

Rizal Park

Kereta Kuda yang sangat beautiful

Some monument

some monument no.2

some wall

some statue

Curiosity

Church of Malate

jeepney passing by the church of malate

fountain next to manila bay

the monument of Rajah Sulayman

the monument of Rajah Sulayman no.2

the sunset at Manila Bay

the mosque

the mosque no.2

the silhouette

the cute guy lol

i just like this photo

the friend


the muros

the intramuros

the fountain

Sunday, February 6, 2011

the story after the sneak peak - Bali



the tanah lot and some cute guy?

the tanah lot lagi

the tanah lot

the after blessing by some blesser guy below?

the blesser guys

the guy that don't know how to pose


the offering "Canang"

the reds

the diver that almost drown because he don't know how to swim

the stone

the kecak

the shrine

the kecak some more

the tangga

the dancers





Tuesday, February 1, 2011