June 10, 2013

There is no such thing as a happy life.

There is no such thing as contentment.

There is no such thing as success.

There is only ambition, wishes, dreams, aspirations.

All I ever wanted is a normal life. No, not a normal normal life. I wanted a life full of adventures, full of stories, full of life. That's normal, right? Every night, or every time I am alone, I talk and ask myself the same questions. 

What is happening in your life?

Why are you sad?

Why don't you have work today?

Why are you alone?

Why are all of your friends busy?

Why aren't you busy today?

Why are you asking that question again?

When will you write that script?

Why are you so lazy?

Hey, get up now. Work.

Sometimes I feel so lonely I want to cry but I don't know why. I will fall asleep but I will never dream. Sometimes I tell myself I'm crazy, the kind of psychologically crazy. Am I depressed? No. It's just normal for loners.

A Little Video I Made

BTS Khamille and Miel (Dado and Xyza post-wedding night) from Phy Grande on Vimeo.
I decided to shoot them just because.

Music used without permission - Fragile Fireworks by Worlds End Girlfriend

Style and Soul: Beyond Fashion: Bravo, Mario O'Hara

A small tribute to a great director

Style and Soul: Beyond Fashion: Bravo, Mario O'Hara

6-28-2011

I feel like an empty shell right now. It seems like life and creativity has been sucked out from me and there's this hollow space enveloping my very being. I want to scream. I want to cry. I want to tell everybody how hard it is for me to lose myself, my persona, this person inside me. But I can't. I don't have the guts. I don't even know why I feel like this. This feeling of being left alone by things you can't hold, things that exist but intangible. I feel like this person writing this is not the same person from two years ago. Something's changed.   Like for a brief moment of time, a spark, something disappeared and it took everything. I just can't write anymore. I can't draw anymore. I can't sing anymore. I can't talk to people anymore. It is very depressing and lonely yet sometimes it feels like it is what I wanted. There's something else happening. I am crippled by the emptiness and it is not helping me in any other way. Even reading books, which used to be my refuge in times of grievances, is making me sad and doubtful. I am not me anymore, yet it is me.

There is something wrong. 

How to care for Introverts

I am an introvert. Or so I believe I am.

A Little Tribute to Summer

And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer. ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Summer from Phy Grande on Vimeo.

A tribute to the beach with a little effort on friendship.

Music used without permission: Fly Away- Annie Little

Shot and edited by yours truly. Starring Dale de Jesus, Rizzi Gorospe and Camille Intal.

Xyza and Dado Wedding Video

Dado and Xyza's Wedding from Phykhazzi Productions on Vimeo.

Shot by:
Phyllis Grande
Hazel Tan

Edited by:
Khamille Lim

Color-graded by:
Phyllis Grande
Khamille Lim

Stills by:
Aleli Mesina
Miel Arrojado

Music:
Smile by Uncle Kraker

Hello to our new peg in life! Us as wedding videographers. We have a site but there's nothing to see yet. Lalala~ I hope for their marriage to last because they're so cute together. Then I wanna get married na. Oh, no. Not yet.

Le Rizzi's film

After all this time.

Man in a Box

For the Love of Film and Art

Hi! PLEASE CATCH OUR FILM BALANG ARAW IN SM CINEMAS (Megamall, Mall of Asia, North Edsa, Manila) from JANUARY 25 - 31! :)

Balang Araw from BALANG ARAW on Vimeo.

A film by:
Jono de Rivera
Cheska Ramos
Archie Dimaculangan

Starring:
Jao Mapa
Aleera Montalla
Alex Vincent Medina
Shielbert Manuel

Introducing:
Carlo Cruz
Tarhata Rico
Juan Miguel Severo

Director of Photography:
Ice Idanan

Gaffers:
Carlos Mauricio
Jerome Morales

Assistant Directors:
Roanne Aujero
Chad Angelic Cabigon
Judd Figuerres

Production Designer:
Steff Dereja

Art Director:
Whammy Alcazaren

Line Producer:
Aleli Mesina

Production Manager:
Phyllis Grande

Talent Coordinator:
Joma Ragrario

Live Sound Recording:
Jonathan Q. Hee
Mark Villena

Sound Designer:
Mikko Quizon

Original Music:
Len Calvo

Edited by:
Carlo Francisco Manatad
Benjo Ferrer

Colorist:
Timmy Torres

Key Grip:
Jepoy Tarnate

Poster:
Jan Pineda

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Random fandom part 1

I know, I know. It's early in the morning. I just wanted to see these men aka their movies and dramas. These men shaped my ideal one. It doesn't exist though.

Delicious Down South: Homemade Pasta for the Holidays

Delicious Down South: Homemade Pasta for the Holidays: Christmas Day has come and gone and a few days ago, we have just welcomed the year 2012. While most of us are probably still clearing our pl...

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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.

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