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| Saturday, 4-Mar-2006 14:08 |
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work in progress
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it's going to take a while until a real update, i think.
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| Sunday, 26-Feb-2006 12:00 |
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travelog(ue), part deux
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since i had accidentally used a high iso setting during the kuantan/cherating trip, i thought i might as well use the grain/noise for black and white pictures.
what do you think?
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| Sunday, 19-Feb-2006 15:57 |
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travelog(ue)
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it was a really tiring drive to kuantan and cherating, but we could almost imagine already, what it would be like in about two and a half months from now. i could put the whole thing in words, but i'm too tired for that. allow me, instead, to present some images that were captured in the 27 hours or so that we spent on this short trip.
please be generous with your views and suggestions.
ps - there were some really magnificent photographic opportunites of sunrays breaking through clouds, but i was at the wheel when they all happened.
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| Wednesday, 15-Feb-2006 15:14 |
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valentine
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he has lost count just how many times he spent this so-called lovers' day alone. five times? he pretends not to care. perhaps he should put up a 'vacant' sign around his neck?
he stares into the distance, his fingers absentmindedly caressing the now-empty glass.
he contemplates his most recent trip back home to see his mother. she has learned to steer clear of a particular subject, the old lady. the last time some relatives brought it up, she didn't know what to do. so, she opted to just do the dishes at the kitchen sink, even though the guests were still seated in the living room, albeit with gaping mouths. she never thought he would've replied in such a shocking manner.
his mother apologized profusely to the relatives at the front gate later, and said that maybe marriage isn't a really fond subject for him.
his mother told him that she now likes to go to the new tesco that opened up some time back. it's not like she ever buys anything there, but she says it helps her fill her time. otherwise, she gets bored at home. it's a good thing the place is close to home.
he smiles as he gets up to leave, thinking about his mother. but it is a bitter smile that actually reflects a painful truth:
yet another another night, all alone, at his favorite eatery.
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| Monday, 6-Feb-2006 13:59 |
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good morning!
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i wish i had a telephoto lens when i was shooting this picture. had to wait quite a while for it to poke its head out again.
dear visitors,
i am still unsure where i am with regards to my photography techniques and skills. nonetheless, one thing is sure: i want to improve. as it is, i think i need lots of pointers. so, i'd really appreciate any comments on any of my pictures. tell me whether they're okay. tell me also (and especially) if they're not okay.
tell me how i can improve.
thanks in advance.
ps - here's a re-edited picture of the subject, based on the comments and suggestions below. does this work as well, if not better? (12/2/2006)
pps - another re-edit, based on ezdy's suggestions. it's the one on the right. employed photoshop (read the tutorial a bit to do this), although it took me a few tries to understand the workflow. (15/2/2006)
 
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| Sunday, 5-Feb-2006 04:36 |
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perhentian trips
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it would be something i looked forward to on the weekends, when i was still based at kota bharu. waking up really early in the morning, around five-thirty, wasn't easy at all, but the cold water would soon get my senses reeling. the night before would be spent packing my equipment and checking my underwater camera housing. i'd be out by 6.30 latest, to be sure that i managed to get the earliest boat out to the island. the first time i arrived after 7.30, i had to wait close to two hours for the next boat.
at the jetty, i'd search out for pok ya. he'd always make sure that everything was in order. i would be on my way soon enough, and anticipating the morning dive upon arrival.
the people at flora bay were always friendly, and would wave when they see me trudging across the beach towards them. i would always hope that i'd get hari, my instructor, to be the divemaster for my dives, but that never happened. nonetheless, mark was just as capable, although he's a bit more rigid about rules.
putting on the wetsuit (even though only halfway) was always a hassle, especially when it's already wet. then, there'd be the pre-dive briefing and pairing up with someone. after that, we'd be on the boat to the dive spot, hoping to sight a whale shark or two hehe. and for good visibility too. but of course, even if we didn't see a whale shark, we were almost always assured that we'd see interesting things. perhentian is just like that.
a minute before reaching the spot, we'd start prepping ourselves for the dive: zipping up the wetsuits, spitting into our masks, putting on the weight belt (three weights for me). the rest of the equipment go on when the boat is stationary. then, we'd backroll into the water and wait for everyone.
it all begins as soon as the divemaster gives the okay sign to go down.
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| Wednesday, 1-Feb-2006 15:32 |
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all good things come to an end
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dear friends,
i guess we had a pretty good time, although some of the classes bored us out of our skulls. but we persevered. that in itself can be construed as quite an accomplishment maybe? and i think we capped it all off with a splendid performance(angkat bakul sendiri ni hehe), even though it was mostly ourselves being the audience.
hope you enjoy(s) the pictures. tak banyak pun. malas bergerak la hari tu.
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| Thursday, 12-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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radiant faces
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it's amazing what a little attention can do.
update - i've taken out some pictures, thanks to moque's suggestion (19/1/06).
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| Saturday, 7-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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the drill
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"dude, go look out the window."
"okay. hold on."
"do you see the area near the lobby cordoned off?"
"yeah."
"crap."
a day after this conversation with my colleague over the phone, my knees were wobbly for the next few days, after climbing down all those steps.
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| Wednesday, 4-Jan-2006 00:00 |
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serenity
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make lemonade, as they say, when life gives you a lemon.
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lovely
