What used to be a photo blog of my 3 and a half month stay in Los Angeles... where i saw sights, attended New York Film Academy, and became awesome, is now an account of my 2011 Project... to explode with more energy that can outshine an entire galaxy.

thegodmolecule:


here is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.
 

thegodmolecule:

here is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.



In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.



The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.

 

Source: thegodmolecule

Must never forget.

Must never forget.

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A new Gaite’d music video is coming up.

But this time, it’s just Ado — and a whole lotta cool landscapes and scenes.

This time, we shot in the farm. Played around with colors - a lot of stylized black and white on-the-spot shooting, a dance off with some cousins.

Was fun shooting it, borrowed my brother’s speakers and shot away, with a whole lot of kids watching haha, good thing Ado can - in some way - hide his shyness. ;)

Wait up for the Gaite’d “Breakeven” by The Script!

I love how Ado uses the camera to his advantage, being exaggerated with his movement and pouring feelings on his face.

..oh and Karina, his sister, also having her own cameo.. and I think she’s starting to enjoy it :3 

The 1st time I had her in as a secret cameo, she was more or less pissed, until she saw the final output, and next thing you know, I’m editing a video of her and Ado singing to the tune of a Darren Cris song ;) ahahah

Awesome is awesome.

Onwards men!!

Project Supernova - Week 32 Video: A Peek on a Star

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First of all, I gravely apologize for not having updated this blog as much as I wanted to.

But then again.. I did open this a few times before and pushed myself to write something about the shoot by shoot that happened.. but alas.. the poet in me just kept backing off. 

I even wanted to just post the video and nevermind noting the experience that went with it, but I would just be cheating myself.

So here goes… A reliving.. of a very very late, blow by blow, of the following weeks… from this.

Week 32. A Peek a Star. 

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This isn’t what you greenies think.

A lot of more-or-less-veterans in the industry look at me and sneer or scoff with a sigh of, “Hindi ka kasi nag-Star eh”, something that made me cringe, as it seemed like working in Star Cinema seemed like an awful right of passage for some. As if, working there, even for a while, would make you a master of the industry, or basically someone who has gone to a world war, and if you leave and prevail in still being in the industry that kept your heart afloat.. then you would have gone to a war and lived to tell the tale.. in writing or in film.

For me, I’m curious as to how the notorious super power of a movie factory works in this country. I don’t look at them negatively nor look at them with favor. I am, however, at awe at the power they hold over the minds of a majority of the masses to sway them however they want. Now that’s magic. ;)

But this entry isn’t going to discuss the ethereal push and pulls of an indie production to a mainstream, or the hapless revolution of the silent film makers that try to debunk the monopoly that Star seemed to have.

This is simply to tell of my observation of a peek at it. Interesting though.

So my cuz invited me to a shoot she was having nearby, hiring me to rent my camera and such to shoot, in segue, the music video of a movie that is coming out in… more or less… a month. Mind you, they barely shot half of it by the time.

She was excited in showing me how they work, as I was too, excited to, at last, observe the pain and suffering that everyone’s been ranting about — then making a movie about — then making ultra long blogs about — then having life traumas about.. hahahah!

Oh well, so I braced myself. Thanking God that my cousin is here to run to for protection from possible evil.

When I got into the holding area for the crew, I was in utter surprise…

I know how it is in TVC shoots. A lot of the agency are usually young, hip, yuppies who kept flirting with the actors or youtube browsing and such — happy group. So having been briefed long before that a crew from Mordor would seem like mindless Uruk-Hai, I couldn’t help but step back and laugh when I was introduced to a bunch of people in my age group, all more or less lutang but very happy people. It looked like we were shooting a thesis! Ahahah

So we shot a speedy half day music video on a 2-cam set-up (can’t help me noticing the amount of products placed on this artist’s legs to be so… porcelain.)

After we shot the video.. on a very hot day… while I was avoiding a very annoying and arrogant person in which I care not revive for this entry… I sat with the rest of the production crew… as they were waiting for… THE SCRIPT.

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….Yes, everyone was there, the lights were, more or less, all there. All their missing is the script they were to shoot that day. WTFFFFF ahahaha YES. IT IS A THESIS.

A thesis with big names and a budget!

And it’s not funny when you’ve shot 17 days that was scrapped!

But still!

This gave me hope :)

Also refreshing, that even with these conditions, people can still keep a happy disposition. :)

All good. Cheerio. On to the next!

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Awesome concept is awesome.

HALLOWEEN at Sinha Bahia de Capoeira at Club 650 wherein capoeristas are not allowed to join in the roda unless they are wearing a costume.

What makes it more awesome is almost everyone becomes in-character once floreios are concerned ;)

I have my favorites ;) Especially Princess’ constume of scream with black overlay really freaked me out whenever she did balanca. ><

Even came to a point wherein I was taken by the energy and wore my angel wings and did some creaky basics >< flail.

I sooo miss training ><

My trampoline has prevailed.

Bumbum buuummmm

Project Supernova - Week 30 Video: First World Problems

Directed and Shot by KelJake

Edited by Jake

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Decided to take jake up on his offer to shoot a fast one for this private school’s business org. And I could tell you endless stories of that day. From the start til the end ;)

This has got me wondering about the different sectors of the population of that school.

Being the economic-racist: There are 3 different income driven crowds in that school,

——the sakto lang - I can afford a starbucks a day, and probly treat myself to a weekly rockband session

——the tagtipid - I’ll make use of what I can gain in-campus and use my resilience to do what I have to do… I also like hanging out at mcdonalds and visit friends at their house :)

——the crazy rich - Oh shit, I forgot my homework at school. *send telepathic signal to yaya* send my homework to school via Chopper… asap. :) JOOKESSSS — not chopper. Just the AUDI.

HAHAHAHA — of course I over exaggerated it. Gun me down. But yeah, this shoot has got us thinking about 1st world problems. Which I have been pondering about for the past few weeks now.

Since at my other job, when you introduce a problem that’s relatable to the masses, you often see real life 3rd world problems. Financial, Marital, Accidental, etc… Like moeny to buy food, envy for the greener grass, the pursuit of success, the pursuit for love, etc.

I suddenly had an idea to think up 1st world problems… as I’ve experienced one when I was doing grocery shopping a few days before this shoot since my family is out of town for two weeks. (Had me laughing at myself in Shopwise)

I can’t say I’m in a FIRST WORLD situation. But hell, felt really classy and first world to me. LOL. Anyway, went off to Shopwise with the grocery list and a bag full of cash. Determined, of course, to get all the essentials for the house, especially the food. Since the night before, I laughed at the sight of our measly WAGYU STEAK. LOL JOKE. 1 pc tilapia. 

SO HENIWAY.

I was walking through aisles, picking things up along the way… until I come across an item in the list…

With only its brand name…

Without my meticulous notes…

HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW WHAT THIS IS?!!?!? RAWWRRRR!!! *___*

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Ok. So soon I mustered up the courage to look casual yet lost and asked an employee where that is. I don’t know if he was just bored or not in the mood, but he simply answered “Ah, dun pa yun”, while making a gesture that led to the ends of the earth.

So yeah… At least I know its not towards the cashier, but away from it. -.- hurr…

So i went through them aisles again, looking/feeling stupid to promoters who have already seen me, whom I have already shunned. ><

And BOOM. FOUND. OBTAIN. PILLAGE. ON TO THE COLD STORAGE SECTION!

…and another dilemma begins…

So I was walking with my partially filled and proud lil cart… when in my list, is my next conquest. CHICKEN.

So learning from mumzie, I got like 2 Magnolia chickens… I was just about to leave the area and move on to my next victim.. when random man approached the strew and started squeezing chickens…

I’m like. WTF. WHAT’S HE DOING. SHOULD I HAVE DONE THAT?! IS HE FEELING FOR THE HARD ONES OR THE SQUISHY ONES?!?!?!? O___O GAAAAAHHHH!!! ognaleorgaloran;

…so anyway.. when he left.. I squeezed a few.. not really knowing what he was squeezing for… but yeah.. hahaha just laughed.. >< rawr

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OKAY. So I traveled a bit far from the previous topic of a shoot. Wherein we were surrounded by student clients who were not sure what was happening, who needs to learn about feeding and caring for their hired talents and services, Let’s just say, it was made more fun with the KJ production team up with friends and a plate of sarcasm on the side ;)

Fun fun.

So… why would you have 3 houses in the same subdivision? ;)

Project Supernova - Week 29 Video: Sizzlin’ in thuh Clubbin’ Scenin’

Directed by Paul Soriano

DOP: Anne Monzon
2nd Cam: Me, Raquel :>
3rd Cam: Paul S.

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A follow up shoot after the Rinse and Repeat week.

——apologies, I know the posts are behind, I just can’t push myself to post continuously, I’m not really a fan with posting something every week unless I’m in the mood. Wahahah. Well anyway, I sort of found some sort of drive in me somewhere, and thought of giving it a whack as far as I can.

So this shoot is basically shot where almost every person my age has gone… save for me.

THE CLUB.

THE SUPER CLUB.

Specifically, REPUBLIQ.

Ahahahaah. Funny that my first time in the notorious super club would be the morning of a shoot—- in which that is the location :p

It’s another one of those, wing-it music videos, wherein they provide a location. We have the artist. We have the music. And the concept blossoms on the spot.

As I heard from my cuz-the-dop, they were having pre production brainstorm on this shoot just the night before, while they haven’t even seen the location yet.

Concept: Stripping. Hot. Steamy. Girl having sex fantasy of hot DJ.

Alrighty then! 3-cam set up and ACTION!

Hekhekhek.

Heniway, it was a chill out shoot with weird realizations as mah cuz and I bonded more. :3

Funny also, we used the same guy in the last music video we shot. hahahah

All in all, this video is pretty with an added egyptian goddess.

Dint get pics unfortunately, but I’ll post the vid as soon as it’s released. :)

Ciao ;)