Wednesday, November 14, 2018


REINVENTING MARIVELES
Photos and Article 
by JUN REYNALES.


        Synonymous to this town, once it stood witness to our country’s dark and
 tumultuous times, when our countrymen and that of those young men from the USAFFE gallantly and courageously took the stand to defend our motherland, risking life and limbs, against the invading imperial forces from then Imperial Japan. Combined defences of heroic albeit futile efforts both by our Filipinos and Americans soldiers converged in this once sleepy town of Mariveles, crossed the Manila Bay channel and set-up their last stand in the island of Corregidor. In just a few months in those horrendous years of 1940s saw how our young defenders gave up their lives, spilt blood on the soils of this beautiful town, how the invading Japanese forces raped, pillaged, and murdered their sons, daughters, mothers and fathers. Those dark days of this town in Bataan Province -- cemented by blood and hardship -- the scars of history of that dark decade was likened to a devilish nightmare.

Fast forward in time, the year now is 2018. With so much history of hardships and death engrained in the town’s soil and descendants, it yearns to go back alive. Like the rebirth of a phoenix rising from its ashes, the town of Mariveles – throughout the efforts and grandeur designs from Camaya Coast Beach Resort – it has bounced back to live again to share its beauty and majestic place sans the horrors that once stood there.


Now blossomed, glimpse the beauty and contours of this town, like that of beautiful and curvaceous maiden of our motherland, developments are busy and bustling to complement this heavenly place. From such exclusive beach resort and hotel, to the snazzy commercial ood establishments, its pontoon to park its private boats (later on to accommodate the property buyers to park their yachts, sailboats, to the helipad and upcoming airstrips, all for easier accessibilities from the complicated (read: heavy traffic) of Metro Manila – it’ll just be an hour and fifteen minutes boat ride from their exclusive jetty port in Escalade Mall of Asia. It’ll definitely much faster, and arriving in style, with your own helicopter (with a helipad just a few steps from your dream abode on top of that hill). This all is an advantage over other townships and resort developments further away from business and Metro Manila.



Upon an invitation of Ms. Rian Aceron, gentle Ilongga sales executive of Camaya Coast Beach Resort (+63 997 167 5417) relates that the development and dreams of this wonderful place of more than 100 hectares are up for sale only to such exquisite and privilege owners who prefers the exclusivity and privacy of the place, gentleness and simplicity of nature, despite the enormous expanse of the area they’ll accord only 30% of the land for development of beautiful homes. Most of the open spaces would be left untouched to have that majestic view of Mount Mariveles as your morning sight and that fable sunset of


Manila Bay... all can be seen from your hillside abode. She added that in the offing would
be 
mountain biking trails, jogging trails, organic farming spots side-by-side with an internationally-designed 18-hole golf course, their exclusive Camaya Cove Beach Resort & Hotel (for families and guests of the property owners), and a whole lot more. Should you want to have a piece of heaven to be called your own in this side of Bataan, just give her a call or a message, she added. Not to spoil and open much of the Pandora’s Box, this opportunity definitely is worth every square inch. Give Rian Aceron a call soon, set a schedule should you be interested, and let her show you this marvellous place.

I could tell you more about the secret waterfalls after a good hike with wild deer, boars, fresh mangoes, cashews, other fruit-bearing trees that grows abundantly in that private enclave, or that perfect picnic ground to chill or camp over the stars at night with the view of Mount Mariveles and Manila Bay opposite – plus its attractive location just an hour by boat from Mall of Asia. Get a chance next time you’ll have your own house there for a quick chit-chat or a friendly banter with Marian Rivera, or Gary Valenciano, or Drew Arellano, or Ogie Alcasid, or to the Queen of Showbiz herself Kris Aquino, as your neighbours – but then, that’ll another story to tell. He he!


Indeed they have Reinvented Mariveles... you should take a look and visit the soonest. 

Life is Good!




Friday, October 19, 2018


The Construct and Reality of Designs & Dreams.
Article and photos by Jun Reynales.

The 2018-2019 officers & directors of UAPFBC.
            Last October 11, 2018 I was fortunate to be invited to the gathering of the United Architects of the Philippines’ Fort Bonifacio – Taguig Chapter by no less than its current officers headed by Architects John Christian C. Agnas and Joseph Ian I. Yeo -- to take photographs of their momentous activity as they welcome and introduce the 2018-2019 officers and board of directors during the 21th Anniversary & Grand Induction of Officers & New Members, of which both of them are included, held at the prestigious The Manila Polo Club. It was a night of glamour and much fanfare with the gathering of the different luminaries and bigwigs of the industry headed no less the UAP National
UAP Nat'l Pres. Arch. Benjamin
Panganiban, Jr. FUAP
President 
Architect Benjamin K. Panganiban, Jr., FUAP. The different chapter presidents were also present in this festivity were those from Makati, Makati Greenbelt, Makati Ayala Triangle and Makati CBD, Parañaque Palanyag, Alabang, Cavite, Las Piñas, and Kuala Lumpur Malaysia. There were those too from chapters of Manila Centrum, Manila Alcadia, and Baguio City.

            The chapter have presented to the industry and the whole of the UAP community the new batch of officers and directors making the UAPFBC an exciting and dynamic team for 2018-2019. This team is composed of the following architects:

            Arch. John Christian C. Agnas, UAP – Chapter President
                Arch. Kathrein Rosen P. Garcia, UAP – Vice-President for Programs
                Arch. Al Barry L. Ayaquil, UAP – Vice-President for Operations
                Arch. Ma. Rebecca S. Ramiscal, UAP – External Secretary
                Arch. Levy S. Canaleta, UAP – Internal Secretary
                Arch. Karla O. Naz, UAP – Treasurer
                Arch. Joel M. Quirino, UAP – Asst. Treasurer/Auditor
                Arch. Junie Liza Camu-Angelo, UAP – Committee on Membership/Deputy for Programs
                Arch. Bejay M. Florendo, UAP – Committee on Corporate Social Responsibility
                Arch. Andrea Bianca N. Ayaquil, UAP – Committee on Continuing Professional Dev’t.
                Arch. Rosemarie Fe S. Delos Ama, UAP – Committee on Sports
                Arch. Rexon S. Gamara, UAP – Committee on Arts & Media
                Arch. Arturo R. Alcantara, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Gilbert Enrique M. Berba, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Cyrill B. Marzo, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Joseph David A. Blas, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Joseph Ian I. Yeo, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Maria Antoinette P. Abrea, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Beverly G. Eurolfan, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Lloyd R. Llamasares, UAP – Board Member
                Arch. Ana Margarita Espendido, UAP – Ex-Officio / IPCP
           
Hon. Edwin T. Eron with
Arch. JC Agnas, UAP
Special guest was from the City Government of Taguig by its city councillor Hon. Edwin T. Eron -- who welcomed and thanked the new set of officers and its chapter as they spearhead in the development of the infrastructures making the city of Taguig as one of the forefront and dynamic city today.  He added that the different buildings and facilities around BGC grew and now cascades development to the other parts of the city. He acknowledged the contributions of UAPFBC effecting such efforts and activities.



            On his inaugural message as a new chapter president, Arch. John Christian C. Agnas, UAP emphasized on the idea of acknowledging the efforts from the past, invigorating those from the present, and make good plans and directions towards the future.  
The student architect members

           Aptly titled event “United to Ignite”, he envisioned that this batch of officers and board of directors be in the forefront of the challenge to initiate an exciting year of the chapter. 

         The new officers which includes the board directors, new members, and student members all are excited to construct
Senior architects of UAPFBC
and realize their designs and dreams... to make their UAPFBC be amongst the brightest in the whole UAP community. It will 
be an exciting year for the chapter. Congratulations to all new officers and members.

            Indeed... Life is Good!

Sunday, April 1, 2018

My 2018 Good Friday Solo Bicycle Ride.


One Fine Day For A Solo Bicycle 
Touring Around The City

Photos & Story by JUN REYNALES

March 30, 2018, Holy Family Village, Taguig City -- Everything started as a desire and a plan to go out for a solo bicycle ride. Initially, I thought of pedalling up towards Tagaytay City via
Solo bike touring on a Good Friday.
Emilio Aguinaldo Hi-way or the old Laguna national road then pedal up thru Santa Rosa-Tagaytay Road, and then spend a quiet weekend around Tagaytay. Realizing that it would not be a great idea since I believe that half of Metro Manila would probably spending their vacation time-off this Holy Week there with their families and friends. Nah, opted for my back-up plan. Decided to go around
Metro Manila (since there would be minimal cars, buses, and motorcycles on the major thoroughfares... and it is then, a Visita-Iglesia (Church Visits) to some of the churches around the city... with just me and my bicycle.

The day before I loaded up my bags with provisions that I will need to ride safely solo: my spare clothes and raincoat, my food and drinks that can sustain me for 24 hours , my first aid kid, bike repair kits with extra tubes/patch kits/glue/etc, charged LED lights batteries, and safety device (read: self-defence equipment he he).

First church visit: Baclaran Church.
Woke up by 5:00 AM and started with a good brewed coffee and peanut butter sandwich to fuel my early morning pedalling. Launched by 6:00 AM as the dawn is about to break, pedalled from my place head up a short up-hill road towards
Bicutan SLEX and Betterliving Subdivision Parañaque City. Looks like a quiet and slow morning as I pedalled towards NAIA then towards the old Airport Road on to my first church – Redemptorist Church Baclaran. It will be part of my targeted at least 10-church whole day bike ride. It was an uneventful pedalling ride with just an average speed of 10-15 kp/h. A chill ride. Arrived just a few minutes before 7:00 AM, the place is already teeming with parishioners, visitors, ambulant vendors. Secured with a lot of police personnel – both in uniformed (some are SAF with full combat gears) and plain-clothes ones too. Very comfortable to see them all over to check on the safety of the vicinity. Thank you, PNP and Red Cross! After saying and finishing my rosary and prayers, I pedalled to my next church – Remedios Church in Malate.

Arriving half-past 7:00 AM in Remedios Church, it was already teeming with people. You can
Second church stop: Remedios Church
see a lot of vehicles jockeying for a good parking spot on such a limited parking space. Saw some people who visited the previous church I came from – and a lot of groups of bicyclists too. All jockeying for the perfect groupie photos with their matching barangay bicycling jerseys. They all came prepared... in droves. He he. After a set of my rosary prayers, I pedalled to my next church visit in Intramuros –
San Agustin Church and Basilica Minor of Manila Cathedral.

Third church stop: San Agustin Church
It was a scenic and leisure pedalling solo experience through Roxas Boulevard (from Baclaran Parañaque towards the Walled City of Intramuros Manila. Arriving to the place with humungous volume of people, despite most tourism establishments were closed for the Holy Week holiday. From church visitors, loads of vendors, foreign tourist (probably curious on how we Filipinos spend our holidays), and securing the whole area were the lock-and-loaded SAF police units and uniformed
Fourth church stop: Manila Cathedral
personnel, Red Cross staffs, the church staffs from San Agustin and Manila Cathedral. There too were the familiar faces of bicycle groupies jockeying for those perfect spot for their team photos – in their swanking barangay bicycle jerseys. I’m just wondering – are they here really to do a real
visita-iglesia and pray... or take tons of selfies for their Instagram, Facebook and other social media sites to say that “they’ve been there, done that”. So far I have not seen anybody yet who had a rosary and paused for a few minutes of prayers. More it seems are pre-occupied on their mobile phones. Tragic. Anyway, after my rosary and silent prayers while in San Agustin and Manila Cathedral, I pedalled towards my
Fifth church stop: Binondo Church
next set of churches –
Binondo Church, Santa Cruz Church, San Sebastian Church and Quiapo Church in Manila.

Pedalling across Jones Bridge I head first towards Binondo Church. The church and its surrounding were already jam-packed with visitors, teeming outside the church were ambulant vendors who sells candles, prayer books, and other knick-knacks. Noticed some barefooted devotees around, I realized that after my next visit site to Santa Cruz church, it would be best to go first to San Sebastian Church to wait off for the Good Friday Procession schedule from Quiapo Church. I opted to keep myself and stuffs safe from pickpockets as not to ruin the rest of my bike ride. He he. Finishing my rosary and prayers, I pedalled around the streets of Binondo. With little to less establishments closed that day, it was a peaceful pedalling up and down the streets of Chinatown and head towards Santa Cruz Church.

Sixth church stop: Santa Cruz Church
After just a few minutes I am in Santa Cruz Church. Big volume of people in the church vicinity inside-out by this time. Saw some groupie bicyclists with the groupie pictures again. Volume of devotees of the Black Nazarene heading towards Quiapo Church for the scheduled procession. Seeing the volume of people, decided that
Seventh church stop: San Sebastian Church
instead of traversing Hidalgo Street to go to Quiapo Church I opted to turn left in Rizal Avenue to turn right Recto Avenue to head first instead to San Sebastian Church after my rosary and prayers. It was a bit dodgy trying to avoid barefooted devotees – young and old – as I pedalled towards San Sebastian Church. I left a little past 10:00 AM Santa Cruz Church by this time.

Safely arrived at San Sebastian Church. Now loads of people within the vicinity and inside the church. It was almost 11:00 AM and the sun starts to sizzle. Positioned myself just outside the church underneath the little shed in the middle of the quadrangle. It eases a bit the scorching summer heat by this time. After my rosary and prayer, decided to stay put and partake my packed lunch – a canned tuna paella, a chocolate bar, few of my peanut butter biscuits, and bottled water. A bit of a relief as a gentle breeze of winds blew to cool off the mid-day summer heat... while I am seated in the middle of the quadrangle shed. A little bit of Heaven to say the least.

After an hour past twenty, I packed up and pedalled towards Quiapo Church. Worming myself
Eight church stop: Quiapo Church
through the streets in the area, semblance of the just-concluded procession abound: filthy smelling air and tons of garbage surrounded the streets. Disheartening as people never learns. I wonder if during the times of Christ, procession aftermath were as filthy and dirty as it is now? One can only wonder if religion was even considered by these so-called devotees. I doubt it though
. Anyway, arrived Quiapo Church via the access underneath Quezon Bridge were the Quinta Market was once located. There are still semblance of what transpired in earlier festivities – so does the infamous manghuhulas” who plies their trade and for those (gullible enough) to learn what future lies ahead of team. No shed or a place to conveniently stay nor seat as the whole area in the Liwasang Bonifacio was occupied to the rafters. No choice for me but to say my rosary and prayers underneath the scorching mid-day sun and leave afterwards. Anyway, it was in the first place, a day expected to be of a good sacrifice and prayers. Enough said. Finished my
Brief rest at Luneta Park
Quiapo objective around 1:15PM and pedalled towards Quezon Bridge and turned right in Hidalgo Street area on towards Jones Bridge. Next stop, a few minutes rest towards
Luneta Park in front of the Orchidarium area with lots of trees for some rest and eat another part of my canned tuna paella lunch and water.

Recharged after a thirty minutes of cooling off underneath the trees of that Orchidarium, pedalled towards a now-manageable light vehicular traffic of Taft Avenue from Luneta Park all the way towards Vito Cruz Street. Initially targeting the old Santa Ana Church but I took a wrong turn and got lost along the way, so I decided to proceed to the next plan and option as not to waste an extra time. I head towards Makati through Pasong Tirad then Pasong Tamo... towards my former school and alma mater Don Bosco Parish in San Lorenzo Makati. Finally, I was able to seat in a chair for the first time within the day. He he! Thank God for that mono-block chair that I borrowed to the guy who was busy in making the final touches for that carosa to be used in the
Ninth church stop: Don Bosco Makati
late afternoon religious procession. Finished my rosary and prayers after a few minutes and pedalled off to my next church.

St. Paul Church in Poblacion Makati was my next stop. Remembering the good times with laughter and fun with my beautiful, witty, and charming students when I taught them photography and photojournalism. Offered prayers to them too as most of them finished their Grades 6 and 12 levels a few days ago. After my rosary and prayers, I was approached by a man and was asked if I biked the whole day in my church visits. He was awed
Tenth church stop: St. Paul Church
and was amused in the exchanged stories we had.
Met his wife and two beautiful daughters. Surprisingly, one was about to take up photography in Miriam College, the other was a scuba diver who is flying the next day to dive to Maldives. When he asked aside from mountain biking, what other sports do I do? Told him I am a licensed advance scuba-diver and also into recreational kayaking, and is a photographer, he was surprised as I had common things with his two daughters. He said, “It must be fate and destiny meeting you.” I added, “Or it could be serendipity too.” He then afterwards asked for my number so I gave him my business card. His daughters asked if they can add me up to get in touch next time thru Facebook, and I gladly gave them “yes” and told each that I look forward to see them in a shared adventure too. Bade my farewell to this wonderful family hopeful, and pedalled towards J.P. Rizal Avenue to cross Guadalupe Bridge and heads towards Pateros for my next church visit. It was a few minutes past 3:00 PM now.

After some down-sloping and inclines around the streets of Guadalupe Nuevo and West
Eleventh church stop: San Roque Church
Rembo in Makati, reached the end bridge of Makati that connects to the town of Pateros. Just a few meters would be the San Roque Church. The whole streets leading to the church is now closed to vehicular traffic as they prepare for the afternoon religious procession. The whole area is teeming with people, carosas, young and old with their candles, waiting for the activity to start by 5:00PM. Finished my rosary and prayers around 10 mins prior the starting time of the procession. Had to pedal out as not to get stuck up with the sea of people and would not be able to ride for an hour or more. I just rode past them now. I need to try to catch up towards the church in Wawa Taguig before their procession begins.

Too late. The procession in Wawa Church began and thousands of people, towed carosas, and devotees are heading towards me, no choice now but to skip this visit, the streets around the church are pretty narrow and now all flooded with people. From Wawa I pedalled right towards M.L. Quezon Avenue in Tuktukan Taguig, pedalled towards my planned exit route towards the Bike Pathway along C-6 Road in Taguig City. I want to see for myself if indeed this advertised bike path is as good as it says it is. Turned left towards Bay Breeze area to pedal towards C-6. It was around 5:30PM this time.

Quaint part in Laguna de Bay
Upon reaching C-6 where the bike path connects, I saw a small quaint shack that sells refreshments with a fruit stand that sells ripe watermelons, melons, and honeydews. The sight of that stand made me realized that I was tired and thirsty (I have only a few ounces of water remaining from my second and last water bottle). Decided to stop rest and partake a cold cup of melon juice and a slice of watermelon.
It was, as they say, Nirvana! Rest and sat, ate some pieces more of my peanut butter biscuits, and had a good conversation of the old man who was selling the fruits and fruit drinks. I told him that his small shack is a good stop-over for tired, weary, and thirsty bicyclists. He agreed with just a sheepishly toothless smile as an affirmation. It was almost 6:00PM when I left that stop-over shack. The day’s scorching heat is subsiding; the light of the day starts to fade in the distance. Nothing to worry for me as I got still a 100% power for my 10K LED front light to guide me through even to the darkest of nights (I used this on my night rides until midnight before. He he).

Pedalling the Bike Path along C-6 is uneventful. The path is still unfinished in most parts,
Paved portion of C-6 Bike Ways
as cemented portions are likened to an old man with some toothless spaces in between. I am not surprised, and neither will I be surprised if the whole of this bike path would be a 100% completed. Let’s just say I’m just one Doubting Thomas on this one. Good thing I am using a mountain bike and on a
pair of 2.2 WTB Raptor tires... so soil, gravel, sand, and uneven roads are much appreciated by my bike. I am not sure it will be as forgiving for a road bike – even for those entry levels (read: cheap ones). Hehe. Without some picturesque portions of Laguna De Bay, it would be a definite boring bike ride for an un-initiated bike commuter. Can’t say much about this ride but at least very less motorcycles zooms this path (as the whole path is still unfinished and would be dangerous for motorcycles as they can be skewered by protruding iron rods like Ric Secreto’s accident in Gil Puyat-EDSA fly-over connecting BGC). So for now, I’ll enjoy the unfinished bike path for bicycle riders and joggers.

Arrived home by 6:30PM. Tired and sore from practically 12 hours pedalling, under the scorching Good Friday heat, but satisfied I finished what I came up to do. It was a sacrificing day of some sort for me but worth every effort. Met some wonderful people and strangers along the way too. It was a good 65 kms. Ride today. By 7:00PM I am off to dreamland and probably snoring... satisfied to the day that was. Indeed... Life is Good!

Thursday, September 21, 2017

MANILA IS DEAD.
Photos & Article by Jun Reynales



September 21, 2017, Manila City, Philippines – after years of neglect and moral decadence, yes Manila is Dead. It is but aptly that today, as we remember the victims and loss of those who suffered under that old Republic Act 1081 under the then President Ferdinand E. Marcos, we as Filipinos have to admit that our beautiful and once taunted “The Pearl of the Orient” have passed away already.

What happened to us? We blame the government for their callousness and ineptitude – for not taking care of every Filipino – from not providing viable social welfare programs, from giving proper education programs, competitive mass housing and education, failing in mass transportation and road infrastructure, and simply too selfishly too polarised and politicized. We blame each and every Juan de la Cruz in becoming too selfish and greedy. That each Filipino threw away moral values and social responsibilities over stature in society, over more money in the bank, over more personal and selfish gains and interests. Gone were the well-loved virtues of Integrity, Honestly, Social Responsibility and what is now prevalent these days are Anarchy, Deceit, “What’s Mine Is Mine, What’s Yours Is Mine” and “The Devil I Care” attitude pervades. All these happened a few decades already under our skin that it is so overwhelming that we grew indignant about it already.
 
Several generations since the 70s have wasted their chance in making our once beautiful country alive and bright. Our once fabled Manila Sunset by the Bay is now our giant pigsty and septic refuse that no one dares to even sit down and admire the place. Our mass transport system – from the MRT, LRT, PNR, PUVs is so horrible and sordid that we accept it now as our normal way of life; that an average time traversing EDSA and other main thoroughfares now is at a dismal 3-4 hours compare to the supposed 30-45 minutes. And that’s on a good day. We simply kill ourselves when we commute – either by our own private cars or public commuting daily, likened to the deadly heart attacked. And we’re the cholesterol who killed our city and our seas.

Our Eulogy. We remember our good times when we can travel EDSA from Makati to Ortigas Avenue in just 30-45 minutes, on a heavy rush hour on a weekday then. When watching a good and comfortable movie would cost you 20 pesos. We remember when we spend an average PUV fare of around 1-5 pesos for some few kilometre distances to our destination. We remember when we had a good conversation with friends face-to-face, sans those gadgets doing social media and not ignoring those besides us. We remember our weekend shopping cart filled up from some exclusive and upscale department store would just average to 1,000 pesos. Like that old famous song, we just need to have three 25 centavos to make a three minute phone call and be mindful of those cuing to use the phone behind our back, as how we were conscious of our etiquette and manners. We remember when we watch our television on primetime we see good news and beautiful things, we learn good stories and learn cultures. We remember that as each day breaks you can greet a warm-hearted “Good Morning” to a total stranger and wished the person sincerely well that day. We remember how our life in the city was as bright and warm as the sun during our summer days, when the air was without obnoxious and deadly polluted.

Our Prayer. May the next and future generations of Filipinos become more selfless and more socially-responsible, and may the future government gives more for taking care of the people than just be them-selves. We prayer that they inculcate again the value of Integrity, Honesty, “Palabra de Honor”, “Love of the Country”, and adhere moral values to heal and make the nation whole again. May we have more real heroes than just celluloid kind and done by media and PR strategists.  And may the future generations of Filipinos may undo what the past and these present has sadly have destroyed and corroded.

In memoriam to the once called The Pearl Of The Orient, September 21, 2017, here in Manila and its cities, the Philippines.








Tuesday, November 26, 2013

That iconic print by Eduardo Masferre.

Masferré: Soul of Sagada
Written and Photographed by JUN REYNALES.

Sagada, Mountain Province, November 4, 2013This was a different journey for me. Not the usual “travel and tell” adventure like what I’ve previously gone through and enjoyed. From the start, I’ve already set my objective why I wanted to go to Sagada, Mountain Province. It was all about wanting to see and learn about the country’s foremost pioneer and master in Philippine Photography – and his name is Eduardo Masferré.

            In a hindsight, Eduardo Masferré was born in 1909 in Sagada, Mountain Province (died June 24, 1995), of Catalonia (Spain) descent from a spaniard soldier and Nena Ogues (local lass from Sagada) in the late twentieth century, was also a self-taught photographer. This self-taught photographer focused taking photographs of the Igorots – their characters and lifestyles – and was estimated to have at least seven million photographs that he took. From the different faces of these wonderful indigenuous people of the Cordilleras  to their celebrations, rituals, and the normal everyday life.  
E.Masferre's print.

            In the late 1980s, there were few times the public was able to view his photographs through the different exhibitions:  in Manila (1982, 1983), in Copenhagen (1984), and in Tokyo (1986). The year after, the Smithsonian Institution bought 120 prints of his works for National Museum of Natural History, and the Museum of Yale University made some interests of his works.

            Likened to the prominent names to some of the photography masters of the early 19th and 20th centuries namely Manuel Alvarez Bravo (cultural and surreal images from Mexico), Eugene Atget (documentary photos of Paris), E.J. Bellocq (prostitute portraits in New Orleans in 1912), Margaret Bourke-White (photojournalist of Nazi concentration camps), Bill Brandt (surrealist and working class in Britian 1930s), Julia Margaret Cameron (Victorian and soft portraits), Roy DeCarava (African-American experiences), Jacques-Herni Lartigue (child photographer in France before World War I), Ansel Adams (American landscape photographer), and so on and forth.

            Going back, arriving in Sagada, after a few hours of rest from the gruelling travel on the road, I wasted no time to visit the place of the master – Masferré Country Inn and Restaurant – operated and managed by the children of Eduardo Masferré, I was fortunate to have met and talked with Monette Masferré.  Monette told me about her father-in-law’s affection to the culture and traditional activities of the Cordillera people, and how he, being the first photographer to be able to document such wealth of these wonderful and colorful people. She told stories of the different photographic equipments of her late father-in-law that are still kept in pristine condition from the cameras, tripods, dark room equipments, and others.
E.Masferre's print.
            Monette Masferré gave me some upcoming good news and plans of the family: to have another coffeetable book launch and will be focusing on their father-in-law’s life as a photographer, his private equipments and collections, and private photographs this time to be part of that collection (remember that his father-in-law has more than seven million prints that are not yet seen by the public). Another family’s plan would also be the renovation of the current Masferré Country Inn and Restaurant into a more intimate one and adding a museum to showcase never-before-seen photography equipments. All these plans are heading up for public appreciation this coming 2014!
            Trivial stories about the daily chores of the children of the master was shared also by Monette, like the new business of pasteurizing goat’s milk and labeling them under Masferré Cheese (or milk) that’s keeping them busy, aside from the exciting chores operating their inn. I told Monette that I can’t wait to see their plan materialize next year, and would love to be of an assistance – being a photographer myself – in the creation of their upcoming coffeetable book and their plans for the photography museum.

Getting an inspiration from the master’s life and stories, my perspective in capturing photographs gave me affirmation, that capturing the people and their culture in their moment in time, that in some decades from now when everyone in this generation became dusts and earth, only through my captured photographs one can surmise how life was lived and how we lived with our soul... once in our generation.


            Thank you, through the invitation of Jb Quemado and Vincent Ray Hallig of Travel Mode Philippines, that this worthwhile adventure came about. It was a fun trip with such a wonderful team, all logistics were taken cared for, and albeit the long drive it was an enjoyable trip none the less. Life is Good!