Many ways to skin a cat © 2005
SINCE the day Filipinos learned to write their alabata, they never stopped thinking of creative ways to literally skin a cat - so to say.
Creativity in intervention is not only limited to the vested peninsulares and the insulares of today. Filipino creativity has always been visible among present day indios who live under bridges and on the grimy, phlegm-filled sidestreets of major urban centers in the Philippines. Just give them the reasons and their creative juices flow.
Filipinos, poor or rich, like to live a colorful and ebullient lifestyle. While the rich have their ecstacy drugs, the poor have their solvents. In protest actions, however, the rich and the poor share one thing in common - their colorful posters and streamers bare the symbols of social unrest. And to say that all modes had been tried to skin the cat in Malacañang, the cat ironically simply purrs her way out of the chopping board.
Some of the photographs below are just a few of the plenty folds I have taken since the beginning of the days of living dangerously. Bon Appetit, mon ami!
Lost in Vegas
Pinnochia lives!
There's one in every crowd
Even presidents are pirated?
Too young to rock 'n roll
Groucho brothers + 1?
SINCE the day Filipinos learned to write their alabata, they never stopped thinking of creative ways to literally skin a cat - so to say.
Creativity in intervention is not only limited to the vested peninsulares and the insulares of today. Filipino creativity has always been visible among present day indios who live under bridges and on the grimy, phlegm-filled sidestreets of major urban centers in the Philippines. Just give them the reasons and their creative juices flow.
Filipinos, poor or rich, like to live a colorful and ebullient lifestyle. While the rich have their ecstacy drugs, the poor have their solvents. In protest actions, however, the rich and the poor share one thing in common - their colorful posters and streamers bare the symbols of social unrest. And to say that all modes had been tried to skin the cat in Malacañang, the cat ironically simply purrs her way out of the chopping board.
Some of the photographs below are just a few of the plenty folds I have taken since the beginning of the days of living dangerously. Bon Appetit, mon ami!
Lost in Vegas
Pinnochia lives!
There's one in every crowd
Even presidents are pirated?
Too young to rock 'n roll
Groucho brothers + 1?
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