Over the course of 3 weeks I shot everything around me when visiting the Metro Manila area. A destruction of concepts, thoughts and intentions.
I had quit my job as a camera salesman, saved up money and packed my bags in preparation to move to another country. Three days before the flight to my new home the plans were abruptly cancelled. With nothing left but a chance to use my freedom as well as I could, I impulsively booked a flight to Manila. During the month that followed I aimed my camera at a city wherein the past and future coexisted in strong contrast to each other, like the sky and city skyline did in the first image taken from the plane. Manila was a city struck by poverty and strong religious ideas left by colonialism on one hand, while being home to energetic night clubs and young people exploring their sexuality on the other hand. The Metro Manila area was seemingly only held together by its power lines and the people inhabiting the streets beneath them. In retrospect, it was the warmth of those people who made me feel welcome in this to me alienating and unknown reality. Although the photographer is bound to use a tool that captures reality, its true potential can be found during the exploration of a new reality.