Portia Placino

Repository of my thoughts and images of art, literature, travel, and life.

Sendong Tragedies, Power of Images and Aestheticizing Suffering

A picture paints a thousand words. We heard that phrase numerous times in our lifetime. True to a certain extent. Yet, a thousand words may still remain silent on certain … Continue reading

December 22, 2011 · 2 Comments

Flaneur Going Down the Rabbit Hole

Playing the flaneur. I put on my Alice in Wonderland shoes to go down the rabbit hole. And for this, I receive a gift. A reward of Russian cookies. I … Continue reading

December 7, 2011 · 9 Comments

Domesticity

looking at my reflection wondering what comes next? at home. my home.

July 23, 2011 · Leave a comment

am i beautiful?

will i be loved? or am i destined to be alone… never to be in a cluster. will i always be a marred beauty?

March 16, 2011 · Leave a comment

when you look to the sky…

do you see angels? who do you look up to? who do you see? is it true?

March 13, 2011 · Leave a comment

upcoming book report

December 11, 2010 · Leave a comment

contemplating angel

December 11, 2010 · 1 Comment

first photo from point and shoot sony cybershot

December 11, 2010 · Leave a comment

police photography lectures

lens sensitized material and developing process police photography

May 13, 2010 · 1 Comment
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Little one eating carrots. Lol. We gave her some big slices just to see. I also gave her several bites of my chocolate earlier and it may have been a mistake because she loved it. It was 88% dark, vegan, and gluten-free, you have to be careful with dark chocolate as most commercial ones would still have dairy and other additives. She eats better that us, I think. Today, it was rice cereal for breakfast, stewed cinnamon and nutmeg apples and pears for morning snack, spiced quinoa for lunch, nutmeg pumpkin for afternoon snacks, and carrots for dinner. I eat her leftovers and damn, they sometimes taste better than the adult food. She also eats rice puffs and rice crackers with her medicine. Good thing she still eats well despite her illness. Sigh. Onwards little one, Daddy caught you on video this time. #babynarratives
Reading kind of morning. Today is your grandfather's birthday, I wish he got to see you grow up and read books like that. You're lucky your Daddy gets to read to you like that little one. #babynarratives
My Valentine. (We're not really fond of this holiday, except for the cake. We'll see if we can get an allergen-free cake last minute. Lol. This time of the year is too commercialized for us to enjoy.) #babynarratives
Walking, walking; walking, walking; walk, walk, walk; walk, walk, walk... Had to get the house cleaned, then this happened. So cute. The journey to walking begins with a single step. Lol. #babynarratives
Clingy little donut and exhausted Daddy. Lol. Extremely clingy week, with cough, colds, and a tiny little teeth trying to break out. #babynarratives
We can't go out and we're too tired to cook. So we ordered a feast. Lol. Let's try again next year. Yet little one still has fresh food, been introducing her to spices, more aggressively this time. And she gobbled them right up. Yay. #gamerchef