self-portraits travel

on the road again

Back in the Bay for Christmas, as with every year since I moved to New York. As usual I find myself camped out in my grandmother's ("mama's") room. Never mind that it had been my room first, or that she was only living in it for a year or so before moving back to the Philippines; because she lived in it once, it is forever branded as "mama's room." So it goes. Read more [...]
places self-portraits travel


I've always dug the effect caused by parallel mirrors. It was this odd eternity that stretched on, but you could never quite see it. Read more [...]