We Love Staring At Blank Walls

I am staying away from the term lomography and lomo when I talk about my photographs. There are elitists out there who think lomo is about the camera and not about the approach and the photograph (haha) and I do not want to deal with these people. So, when it comes to my pictures, I am using the terms lowres (low resolution) and lofi (low fidelity). Funny though, now that I am in Flickr, lomography groups from all over keep on inviting me to join their pools. Weird. Hilarious.

Our Eyes

Like always, this blog has been put on the side for quite some time. Various things occupying my time and my mind. I have had tossed around some blog entries but I ended up not wanting to share them. I am quite selfish that way.

Still into digital lofi photography. I got my third model late March, the FDC01 (SQ28M in Japan). Even Little Popot is getting in on it.

I am finding it harder and harder to be into things that Popot likes. I no longer can sway her taste towards things that "we" like. While we still have Pikachu and Mickey, Barbie and Ariel has taken up most of her time (and our time). So, it is a wonderful occassion when she gets interested in the things that I am into.

We went out for this afternoon, only the VQ and the FD with us.

Little P's shots:

Legend

The RC card edition is finally here.


And it is complete. All the single releases. Took years, but the long hunt is over.




Bonus pic. "The Rookie Card."


Sorry kids. I am not into Mcfarlanes

Yes Or No?

This girl asked me out for Valentine's.

Oversharing

This blog is dead. Do not blame it on my neighbor securing his interwebs. Somehow there is no longer that much of a need for sharing, no matter how little I like to share. We have become crazy with all the sharing. I am thinking a sentence, maybe a photo, would be better if churned out regularly. Like a Tweet or a Facebook status update, only more mysterious (I hope). Maybe I would even throw in some action words and adjectives to make it more fun.

Okay. Do not want to keep you too long. I myself have a lot of FB status to make fun of.

Bad Blood

January is almost over. That means only one thing. I am sick. It is a yearly thing now. When the last week of January comes, the gods start to toy with me, putting my body through some really rough days (and nights).

The nebulizer is on standby now. We got this for the little one. It is me though that is regularly hooked up to it. I have no complaints. Better me than her. It feels worse when she is the one on it.

Since the holidays I have been feeling a need to sweat, to let out poisons I have taken in during the past year and are circulating in me. I do not feel right. More than a physical thing, I know it is a mental thing too. My mind is full of traffic jams. My lungs with bad air.

Anybody up for a getaway?!

Messing With Luck

We only had one round fruit for Media Noche (New Year's eve midnight meal).



Grapes.