Monday, June 16, 2008
Back Home!
Just arrived from LA and because there was a delay to our flight, we ended up arriving a bit later than expected. All good but that's the end to our LA trip.
Breakfast at Dan's
On our way to LAX after a short weekend stay here. We went to Ghia's graduation, shopped, Disneyland, and now Dan is dropping us off at the airport for our returning flight to San Francisco.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Waiting to board our flight to LA
As of now, I'm playing Ultimate Mortal Kombat 3 on the DS with Cher (remember Scorpian, Sub Zero, Raiden?). Our flight is at 9:40pm and it's about 8:45pm. But we will be at LA til Monday for my friend's graduation @ UCLA and Disneyland!
My Last Day As "Coach JJ"
For the final class I laid out all their photos they took with the disposable cameras and they identified theirs so they can keep it. I'll be working on a book for each group too to present their images to the City of Daly City. Hopefully I'll be back next year with a new group of kids!
Happy Birthday to my Cher!
But yea, my birthday present is what Cherry is holding above--a VHS tape.. yes, one of those things. It's a Disneyland vacation guide video from 2003 haha. But yea, I've been planning it along with my friend who is graduating from UCLA this weekend and I just broke the news to her today.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
BYOA: "Your Diaspora" Set Up
All photos by Cherrymae Jumoc
Sunday, June 8, 2008
BYOA: "Your Diaspora" Details
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Where: The Fillmore Center: 1403 Fillmore St. San Francisco, CA
What: Infin8sync's Bring Your Own Art (BYOA) monthly showcase
I'll be presenting some of my images from the Philippines (more than 15) as well as the two conceptual images I posted here on my blog. Melonie (one of the two organizers) showed me the wall space I'm allotted and it's a lot! Regardless, if anyone wishes to come out do!
The theme, "Your Diaspora," features artists circling individuals' cultures. So I'm there to represent the Philippines. Plus, it's Philippines' Independence Day! (As well as my girlfriend's birthday!).
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Bargaining with Ice Cream and Conversations
"ICE CREAM! ICE CREAM!" I'd shout when I was little while running and waiving my hand to catch the ice cream man's attention.
Now, I just go up to the street hoping he sees me and I just nod. Regardless, I pull out my wallet and look over the myriad of choices on stickers posted on the van's exterior.
"You got any of those fruit bars?" I ask.
He points at various juice bars. Yes, there's a difference from fruit bars and juice bars.
"Nah, never mind."
"We got these here," he points at those juice bars I mentioned. I look up to see him and he's this dark middle aged man with an Indian accent. I've never seen him before so he must be new around here.
"I'll just get the Sundae Chocolate Crunch. How much?" I remember how the Strawberry Shortcake Crunch taste like medicine.
"Two dollars."
"Two dollars?! That's expensive... others are at $1.25"
"Ok.. I'll give it to you for $1.50."
He goes to back to get it but that kind is not there and presents me with a chocolate. Ice cream men have this way of presenting the ice cream in their hand even though you haven't paid yet... but they see you have money on your hand and for some reason it makes the transaction easier and faster. It works well with children. But I'm not.
"Uhm... come on man.. how about $1.25."
He thinks about it. "Ok, $1.25." He gives me my change and from here, I have my first conversation with the Ice Cream Man.
"You a student? You go to university?" He asks. His salt and pepper eyebrows raise over his dark sunken eyes.
"Yea, I am. I just had a tough semester!" I exclaim. "I go to University of San Francisco. I'm taking nursing there."
"I see. My son, he's a doctor."
"Oh wow.. he graduated here?"
"No... I meant he in school still. Back in India. My daughter too in school. She's taking pharmacology."
"Oh that's good! Are they planning on coming here?" I ask.
"Well," he pauses. "If all goes well, you know? But thank you," he says with an honest smile.
"Ok.. take care man."
I take my ice cream and open it as I walk towards home thinking about that man. His son and daughter and I'm sure the rest of his family are back home in India while he's here selling ice cream. And "if all goes well" his children will be here.
I bargained and so is he.. I just hope gets the better deal in the end.
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