Dumaguete Series | Last Portrait
I would imagine this is the last view of my grandmother I would like to remember. Wiping clean her glasses for the third time, maybe she imagines it’s her eyes and the tears of sadness that she hides from her rare visitors.
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I am looking for a vast ocean to swim into while in between consciousness. Thus, this record of contradictions that is supposed to reveal a part of who I am. For the most part, blogging is for self-indulgence really.
Let tumblr be a medium of creation and not just for creative absorption and inspiration. So indulge me, kind viewer. Thank you for gratifying my existence ;)
Hope my thoughts and photos will get you thinking and happy, if possible!
