This is in my aunt Esther's house in Bulacan - just outside Metro Manila. As soon as we got there - my aunt Gloria and my mother changed into aunt Esther's house dresses. It was pretty funny to see all 3 of them sitting around with the dresses on. My aunt Gloria was aware of my video taping and was trying to get me to stop because she was not properly dressed for the camera.
I went back to the Philippines after 12 years. A lot has changed, mainly the population growth in Manila. However, some things seem to remain largely the same and are very much a staple in Filipino culture, like the jitneys and tricycles.
I wanted to convey a variation in perspective. The following examples convey 3 different types of experiences:
1) A general perspective as a traveler in a land that is both strangely familiar, yet entirely foreign to me in many ways.
2) A rather microscopic perspective that comes when you (literally) bend down to notice the details.
3) An intimate perspective - the one with family, behind closed doors.
How much of any of these are similar or different? And to what degree is their familiarity or foreign-ness altered had I experienced them somewhere else in the world?
Beyond my long-winded verbalizations:
erratic, ecstatic, mentally nomadic, eclectic and interjected. More boombastic than bombastic. Bits of wit surprise like revealed lies and fireflies. A little lightning to bug you out.
There's so much color in this world - and so much in the dark. I'm here to ride on the rainbow, but I have my night-vision goggles handy.
Let's see....I like fly things, to try things, got no gold rings, sometimes wish I had wings and wonder how things operate. I'm into vision, decision and the human condition. Yeah.