For the Coffee Table Book – Issue #6

When you build bridges you can keep crossing them.
- Rick Pitino, Lead to Success

The Marcelo Fernan Bridge during late dusk… This is one of two bridges connecting the island of Mactan to Mainland Cebu…

For the Coffee Table Book – Issue #5

All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.
- Saint Francis of Assisi

The blue candles of Simala, Cebu…

SFC ICON 2009

The CFC-Singles for Christ held its annual International Conference (ICON, formerly known as ILC) in Cebu City on Feb 20-22, 2009.

As an active SFC member for about 6 years now, I attended the conference with my brothers and sisters from our chapter – MEPZ (Mactan Export Processing Zone).

Below is a collection of snapshots during the conference. Snapshots because I didn’t bother myself with apertures, focal length and composition during the entire event. I just point the camera and shoot. (I’ll be very busy in the coming days so I did my best in doing this as fast as I can. By reviewing after my upload, I found out I had misspelt a word or maybe even more… There seems to be a text slide missing too after the pictures on the Feb22 Mass. My apologies for these, I have no more time to go back to the old drawing board and do the corrections. Maybe next week… But by then, this would be stale. )

Nevertheless, I hope you will enjoy…

For the Coffee Table Book – Issue #4

The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope. - John Buchan

Along the shores of Olango Island in Cebu, locals can be seen catching fish trapped in shallow waters during low tide.

For the Coffee Table Book – Issue #3

Cooking is like love. It should be entered into with abandon or not at all.
- Harriet Van Horne

In rural areas in the country, kitchens would always have a dapug – the Hiligaynon word for a raised platform in the kitchen where cooking is done by fire through earthen stoves. The floor of the platform has layers of hard-pressed soil and ashes. Pots and pans are placed underneath or hanged on the sides. On top of the dapug are stacked firewood supported by widely spaced bamboo slits for flooring. The wood are left to dry by smoke and heat.

 

Featured is my aunt cooking in her kitchen’s dapug lighted by a kerosene lamp. Fried rice was on the menu that night complemented by boiled eggs and dried dilis (anchovies) saute’d in garlic, onions and tomatoes seasoned with vinegar and soy sauce.