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Phyllis Grande: Writer. Production Designer. Editor. Filmmaker.

Email address: phyllisgrande@yahoo.com

2012 UP Lantern Parade

The grainy, lowres photos from UP Lantern Parade 2011 aka my first lantern parade after I graduate. Seeing this makes me nostalgic. And I finally get to have a picture of Oble with me. 

Oble

Quezon Hall

Poetry #2

Violin Romance #2 - Beethoven

He never wanted to wake up,

that man.

He lies in his bed, dreaming

Dreaming of a dream of

a life once seen.

For there is no more life

No more happiness

No more nothing

Nothing to hold on to

Besides the faint beating of

her dying heart.

He lies still and allows

no one to enter his internal slumber

For he enjoys the sun in his sleep

the warmth.

And there's no more sun,

only darkness

Darkness that goes through 

the pretentious light.

For he won't forgive himself

For there is no more hope

No more light

No more warmth

No more happiness

As he blames himself for her death

And nothing else.

Poetry #1

Moonlight Sonata

And beneath the moonlight

there was you.

It was a never-ending love story,

like the never-ending rain

and the never-ending solitude

of a love foretold

of a love forbidden

of a love never to be spoken of.

It was like the canopy

like the river cleaning itself

and making its way to the depths

of the sea

to the depths of your heart

of your soul.

For your heart is a heart of stone

and you have chosen to be free.

new Homepage

The Momentary Spirit: She is a free spirit.

Seoul Garden

Birthday GIFs

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 12 (Super Late post)

Last Post: Featuring Dale. As Requested. 

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 11 (Late post)

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 10

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 9

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 8

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 7

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 6

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 5

Happy Birthday Nanay!

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 4

Thesis Defense

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 3

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 2

B/W : Cats

One day, I found myself leaving my bed and taking photos of the stray cats who live in our backyard. I think they're from our neighbor who has a lot of cats. Maybe they got tired from the company of the other cats there and decided to sleep in our backyard because it's quiet there. Seriously quiet. 

12 Days Before 21 Project: Day 1

I am starting this photo project because I want to do something nice, memorable and sensible before I turn 21 or before I become a full adult. Or maybe, I just want to do something with my time and practice my photography skills rather than lying around all day and watching movies and tv series. I have a "2 week minus 2 days" vacation from work, and one day has passed, I'm already bumming out. 

So. This is my life, and the things I see everyday (or not really everyday). 

DAY 1

YURI

I don't really get along with dogs, except for the office dog we used to have (but went to Iloilo and got lost). Then my bestfriend got a dog. Yuri is the name.

I am really, dead serious and dead scared of dogs (for some instances in my past, I almost died). Now I have to be friends with Yuri so I can be calm whenever I get to stay there.

Hello Yuri. Be a good dog to me. You know you're cute.

Summer

8 Waves Waterpark

McDo Friendship

I was once eating in McDonalds, alone, for breakfast, and over there, it's nice to see old men strengthening their friendship. 

Nostalgia. It's there. 

Kalapati

Bloody Mouth

A Dale Post

My body is infested with ant bites

Because it's been months and days and hours and minutes and seconds that I finished writing and shooting my first film, I decided to write a script again. After looking through my "blackbook" (it's actually red in color) of ideas, I decided to choose another concept on psychology of a person. Yeah, it's my favorite genre- psychological thriller/drama/horror/comedy or whatsover.

So yeah, now what?

Pag-ibig is not a Lie

UPCAST 2011 REEL from Judd Bimpo on Vimeo.

University of the Philippines Cinema Arts Society (CAST)





Sirip by Kim Camelo



Agos by Sam Lee



Brownout sa Neighborhood namin That Day by Judd Figuerres



Katipunan by Caloy Soliongco



Dadi by Ilsa Malsi



Ikatatlumpung Kaarawan ni Susan by Roanne Aujero



Sa Pagsapit ng Ika-labing Walo by Phyllis Grande



Alarm by Joseph Pascual





music

Fat Segal - I Am The Cobra (DJ Sweetheart Edit)

May Multo sa Kwarto Ko

Hindi masarap ang tubig na niluma na ng panahon.


Hindi masarap ang tinapay na matagal nang naka-kahon.


Subalit wala ka nang magagawa,


Hindi ka na muling makaka-ahon.

Now playing

♫ Lenka- Like A Song ♫

Going Home

Puting Ilaw

Puting Ilaw

Isinara mo ang iyong mga mata. Isinara mo ang iyong mga mata at sinabi mo sa iyong sarili, “Sa wakas, tapos na.” Lumipas ang ilang minuto, ilang oras. Ika’y humimlay puno ng kasiyahan. Nakita mo ang kapayapaan. Sa wakas tapos na. Nang isinara mo ang iyong mga mata ay ayaw mo nang bumalik pa.

***

Lakad. Lakad. Lakad. Iba’t ibang kulay ng ilaw ang nakapaligid sa iyo. Mga ilaw na gumagabay sa’yo sa tuwing ika’y tatahak sa mabaho at maduming kunwa’y paraiso ngunit isang malaking kulungan ng mga gamu-gamo. Sinusundan mo ang mga ilaw- pula, asul, dilaw, asul, pula, asul, dilaw. Sa iyong pagsunod sa mga ilaw, alam mong sa dulo ay makakarating ka sa iyong tahanan- o himlayan. Matapos ang isang mahabang araw, ngayon mo lang naramdaman na tila ang iyong mga paa ay naglaho na lang bigla. Naglalakad ngunit tila nakalutang at walang nararamdaman. Pagod ka na.

***

Hindi na kita mahal. Hindi na kita mahal. Hindi na kita mahal.

Mga salitang paulit-ulit na tumuturok sa utak mo. Bawat yapak ng paglutang ay saksak sa puso’t isipan. Hindi mo mawari ang iyong nararamdaman.

Hindi na kita mahal.

Tila isang pusang gala na naghahanap ng bahay na matutuluyan. Patuloy ang pagtahak- asul, pula, asul. Walang tao sa kalye kundi ang mga lalaking naghahanap ng kaligayahan at  mga babaing katawan ay ginagawang kasangkapan.

***

Lakad. Lakad. Lakad. Tila wala nang ilaw na nakapaligid sa iyo. Wala nang gumagabay sa iyo. Malinis ang lahat. Lingon dito, lingon doon. Naramdaman mo sandali ang iyong mga paa. Hindi ka makagalaw. Nakita mo ang puting ilaw. At nawalan ka na muli ng pakiramdam. Tila ika’y nasa himpapawid, walang pakiramdam, at lumulutang. Salamat sa puting ilaw.

***

Maingay. Mga boses na bumubulong ng mga salitang para sa iyo ay walang katuturan. Puting ilaw ang bumabalot sa iyong kapaligiran. Mga taong nakapaligid sa iyo ay tila nagugulumihanan. Ngunit ika’y walang nararamdaman kundi tila tubig na umaagos mula sa iyong ulo patungo kung saan man. Kapayapaan, ito ang iyong paglalarawan.

***

Isinara mo ang iyong mga mata. Isinara mo ang iyong mga mata at sinabi mo sa iyong sarili, “Sa wakas, tapos na.” Nang isinara mo ang iyong mga mata ay ayaw mo nang bumalik pa.

FIESTA

I am not a human being

 

For the past few days, I've been looking at other people meticulously and have been examining them (not like the i-am-a-rapist-slash-doctor-kind-of-examining). While doing so, sometimes I feel like I hate them, or that I will hate them if we get to know each other, or sometimes i feel like I have to be with them. However, just today, I realized I am not like them- that I am not a human being, or something to that effect.

Happy Birthday Papa aka Today I ate a lot of Food

Today is my father's birthday. He is currently drinking with his friends.

Today we cooked for him. Today I cooked a dish again. Nomnomnom~

They look like worms but that's mayonnaise. And crab sticks. And my mom and sister likes them.

GRADUATE

‎"Huwag piliting matulog kung ayaw kang dalawin ng antok.

Huwag pag-aksayahan ng panahon ang walang utang na loob.

Huwag makipagtalo sa bobo at baka ka mapagkamalang bobo.

Huwag bubulong-bulong sa mga panahong kailangang sumigaw." 

 (Jose Lacaba, delivered by Armida Siguion Reyna, 2011)

(photo by Judd Figuerres) Before the University Graduation

FOR ROY DADIVAS, WHEREVER YOU ARE

For Roy Dadivas, bati tayo. :)

Or I will not buy your Yuri doll. :P