Here
we go again. Another year down, another notch in the belt.
It's
been an unusual year with a lot of ups and downs in the field of
journalism, visual storytelling and newspapers. I assume we're all
very familiar with the doom and gloom so I'll skip the sob story and
move right on into something ideally more positive, I hope.
Over
the last 365 days I've been at play. I've played so much it hardly
felt like work. The following body of images are a representation of
my playtime, and thus, my portfolio for 2014. Fortunately, it also
represents my personal favorites, which is not always the case in
these edits.
Throughout
the year, as we all worked to redefine how our stories are delivered
to the masses, I also aimed to push the envelope in terms of how I
approached my storytelling. Some of these variables grappled with new
gear and technologies, while others explored and expanded on new
subject matter.
What
I've found is that a large percentage of this work shares the story
of both my community and myself. My single images convey my affinity
for the "Old Dominion" where I've lived off and on since
grade school--(in fact, my first job was delivering The Virginian-Pilot when I was 12-years-old).
Earlier
in the year I worked on an essay for our staff photo column
at The VP entitled "Hoy, Pinoy." This series of images,
introduced through a profile of my father, celebrated the Filipino
community here in Hampton Roads. Another project I completed
was "Cosplay." This series directly relates to my ongoing
interest in the individual’s search for a personal identity.
I
also revisited my old stomping grounds at the Virginia Beach
"Oceanfront" where religion, race, and a working-class
tourism industry converge on the shore of a distinctly southeastern
American city. I spent many summers skateboarding along these streets
and in my early twenties lived in multiple bungalows a couple blocks
back from the beach. It was a great time for a kid in his twenties.
Today, the area is in a state of change and many of my old
residences have been replaced by more polished, upscale structures.
I
close out my portfolio with the "American Summer," a
personal view of an old-fashioned family road trip through this
diverse country. There's nothing like hours upon hours spent in a car
with your wife and kids. Try it sometime. You might be surprised by
the growth you find in both yourself and your relationship with your
loved ones. Reconnecting with my beloved southwestern
desert...discovering a newfound love of soaring mountains and plump
pine trees...introducing the land to my kids, who lived a good chunk
of their lives halfway around the world, watching them laugh and
splash in a Sedona swimming hole, red rocks and wild bats
overhead...These are revelations new and old that are only uncovered
by putting rubber to asphalt every once in awhile.
All that said, I don't know how people will feel about the subject matter being so personal but it is, at best, honest.
All that said, I don't know how people will feel about the subject matter being so personal but it is, at best, honest.
Peace
be with you and Happy New Year!
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