Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Wanted: Four Ornery Varmints
3. All are also known not to be above infiltrating establishments in the Camp Redbrick area, which have been identified by the gang as attractive targets. Del Pilar for instance is suspected of having assisted from time to time in the Redbrick Chocolate Chip Bakery, feigning interest in the art of chocolate chip cookie making.
Monday, July 09, 2007
Once Upon a Time in the West
Zexiv discovered this movie during a trip to New York a few months ago, where he bought the DVD. He and I have watched it a number of times since then and it now ranks among Zexiv's top 5 favorites, together with A Bridge too Far, Meet Me in St. Louis, Empire of the Sun, and (he is a bit embarassed to admit this), Sound of Music.
There is nothing like a good western, and they don't make them like they used to anymore. Actually the western genre has largely fallen out of favor with many of today's moviegoers, which is a pity, as a lot of these movies have much to offer in terms of spectacular cinematography and adventure, and great lessons of moral courage, integrity and the true pioneering spirit. Zexiv remembers his father being a being huge fan as well in his younger days, and he remembers going to the movies to see Red Sun and The Cowboys (with John Wayne). Among the TV series' Zexiv used to watch as a kid were reruns of shows such as Wanted: Dead or Alive and Lone Ranger.
Zexiv recalls wearing a cowboy costume as a little kid one halloween (complete with a silver Sheriff's star) and playing Cowboys and Indians many times with some of his schoolmates. One of his prized possessions was a tepee which he got as a gift from his parents, which had canvas walls painted with animal designs and real wooden colored poles made he thinks of bamboo. He would set it up during special occasions such as birthday parties and even remembers camping in the back yard with Inverbras one night in this tent. This was back of course when there weren't that many mosquitoes yet and before the days of dengue ...
Playing Cowboys and Indians was something Zexiv and Inverbras enjoyed doing at their paternal grandparents' house as well, at their weekly visits there for Sunday lunch. Their grandparents lived in a huge compound with the adjoining house belonging to an uncle and aunt and there were many places to run around, hide, or crouch behind to get a good "shot". And having lots of cousins made for lots of action. Zexiv remembers that his uncle who lived in the adjoining house used to impress his nephews by twirling around their toy revolvers, just like the skilled gunfighters would do in the movies. And later on Zexiv and Inverbras got their own metal pump action toy rifles, which they had great fun sticking corks in, and using for target practice.
This particular spaghetti western stars Henry Fonda - who was well into his 60s at the time - as Frank, a landgrabber and ruthless enforcer of a railroad tycoon. Charles Bronson plays Harmonica, a mysterious gunfighter, who forms an unlikely alliance with the bandit Cheyenne (played by Jason Robards) to protect the recently widowed Jill McBain (Claudia Cardinale). The movie starts off quite slow in the beginning, but quickly picks up. It features a dramatic cinematography (lots of the slow panning wide angles and extreme close ups Sergio Leone is known for) and a brilliant soundtrack by Ennio Morricone which goes very well with the movie (in fact Puff, on hearing a certain haunting melody repeated a number of times, asked Zexiv "if this was a love story"). It is a movie Zexiv and I highly recommend - if you could see just one western this would be it. You can almost smell the dust, smoke and the horses' sweat ...
Friday, July 06, 2007
Photography School
During his first few terms, when Zexiv discovered the magic of developing and printing your own black and white film, the darkroom became one of his favorite places. There is something about working with your hands in the dark with the familiar smell of developer, fixer, and stop bath, and watching an image unfold right before your eyes. More than once, Zexiv's instructor told him to go ahead and use the radio inside to play music while working, but it seemed more fun and relaxing, actually even kind of therapeutic, to just work in almost complete silence, the only sound being the swishing of water in the trays and the ticking clock on the wall.
Aside from the darkroom, Zexiv also immensely enjoyed the lectures held in a classroom at the end of the hallway, where the instructor would give lectures and show slideshows of photos of famous photographers and where the students would show their own pictures (in Zexiv's case, usually through a 35mm slide projector, or through black and white prints laid out on the table), usually after a fieldtrip or two, to get feedback. It is really the practice gained through numerous field trips and regular feedback which he thinks made him a much better photographer.
Monday, July 02, 2007
Happy Birthday Canada
Bowen Island
BC Interior
When Zexiv was a kid, he and a few schoomates used to like playing with water. One of the things they would do, while other kids their age were busy with after school sports or games was head to this hilly part of the school. They would turn on one of the water taps and watch the water as it quickly wound its way in a narrow channel down the hill, and using their imagination, would pretend it was white water rapids. They would put an ant or two on a leaf or bottle cap and watch enthralled as the makeshift boat was carried down the "river", and repeat this a couple of times. Anyone who would pass by would probably wonder what they were doing (other than obviously wasting a lot of water), but at that moment, Zexiv and his friends were lost in another world. They imagined they were somewhere in the wide open spaces of the west, where just like in the cowboy movies they used to watch, you could travel for a long time and see not a soul for miles, just endless prairie grass, desert, or pine covered mountains. Of course none of them had ever experienced anything like that, having all been raised in the city, in crowded, humid and smoggy Manila. This was all just a dream to them. The world for Zexiv was a very small place, most of the time limited to home, school, and the commercial center nearby.
Yesterday was Canada Day, and walking across Capilano Suspension Bridge, he and I got to talking about how far he had come since those days and how he never imagined he would be in a place so lush, full of the evergreen forests and mountains he used to dream about as a kid. Aside from its rich multicultural society, Canada's (and more so, BC's) most important asset is really its natural environment. He considers himself very lucky to have been able to experience this. Vancouver in particular is very ideally situated, and you can ski, hike, and walk down the beach or sail all in one day, if you have the energy for it. Since moving here we have explored many of the beautiful forested parks in the BC area, have hiked down trails lined by some ancient and gigantic trees and walked down to the edge of a river to see the rapids up close. It's a very amazing and beautiful place.
Moving to Canada also allowed Zexiv to pursue a long time dream of his, which was to study photography. He says he cannot imagine being able to do this where he came from. And nothing beats BC for nature photography ... there is really nothing like it in the whole wide world.
Of course, BC is only a small part of the enormous country (the second largest in the world, next to Russia) that is Canada and there are still many other areas which we hope to see in this lifetime. We have never been to the Canadian Rockies, and it would be nice to go up north and see what the Yukon and Northwest Territories are like. Newfoundland sounds exciting too, as well as Calgary for the rodeo.
This sure beats turning on the water in school and watching the ants go down the rapids :).
Happy birthday to our adopted home!

