All I see are dark grey clouds in the distance,
moving closer every hour
so then you asked “ Is there something wrong?”
I said “ Damn right there is, but we can’t talk about it now…”

-Ben Gibbard, Tiny Vessels

The photographic essay is a visual study, a penetration into my innermost psychological crevices. After being uprooted for two plus years, home is not where it used to be.
The feeling of alienation around the people that you love, and being alone with everybody.
Now only the texture of memories remain to connect me to the place that used to be… it’s my break up poem for all the things that used to endear me.

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Camera: Nikon F4
Film: Kodak TMAX 400, TMAX 3200
Developer: Kodak D-76
Location: Puerto Princesa, Palawan

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