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LOVELY TO MEET YOU!

that's me, Yale

Born in the Philippines, raised by the beach and now residing in the mountains—you can say that I've been living in paradise my whole life. I'm basically Eve if she never met Adam. Having been surrounded by the beauty of nature growing up, it comes as no surprise that nature became a large part of who I am. Beautiful mountain tops, sandy beaches, and colourful rainbows are among my favourite things. It’s my ambition to get a photo of all of them together but I think I might be aiming too high.

Back when I was a kid, we rarely did out of town trips. We didn't go anywhere much on summer vacations. Still, I vividly remember everything we did at home because of all the disposable cameras we had. From the greenest of grasses to the warmest of suns, everything was documented in a flick of a finger. Looking at the world through the camera lens, I had en epiphany. I realized that I hold a time machine in my hands. That with every click and every shot I made, I opened up a portal that can let me relive all those precious moments. 

I knew then and there what I wanted to do—I wanted to make more of that, for myself and for everyone who loves to treasure moments like I do!

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THE NUMBER OF COFFEES I'VE HAD THIS WEEK (SO FAR...)
5
THE NUMBER OF PUPPIES I'D HAVE (IF I COULD)
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TV SHOW:

friends

MOVIE:

sound of music

PODCAST:

crime junkie

FOOD:

sushi

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A BIT OF MY STORY

I was only a few months old when this photo was taken.

The man who was holding me was my grandfather. He died many many years ago, much too early. And when I look back at our times together, a lot of it is fuzzy, much like trying to remember a dream.

 

Time has a way of erasing details, doesn't it? And I guess that's both good and bad. Good in that there are painful things we don't always care to remember, but bad in that those things that mean so much to us slip so quickly from our minds. When I close my eyes and try to recall the faces of people I loved and lost, I see only the idea of them.

But I will always remember the details of my grandfather's face.

Why?

Because somebody cared enough to take a picture like this. Somebody put on film the face of this amazing man and because they did, I have it now, years later, to show my future children to remember. This moment that I don't even recall happening; it is alive and well thanks to a photograph. 

So, please, take photos of what you want to preserve; don't pull it off. If you don't think photos are important right now, wait until they are all you have left.

Let's preserve your memories!

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