Composition No. 5 The score of a musical work is fascinating. As a composer, I spend hundreds of hours alone with a score to unearth...

I love photos, and rightly so. You wouldn’t be reading and perusing our work if we, me and my team, weren’t obsessed with what we do. That obsession, passion, is pervasive everywhere. So much that it often comes out in the first snap of a new session or random moment with you, me, a camera, and decent light. And from there it only gets better. The look of surprise when that first image lands is Russell Stover sugary gold for us. 

Have you ever considered your personal style as a form of self care? Besides it being an opportunity to introduce yourself and make a...

I quickly fell in love with architecture even though it was a Hail Mary for post graduation career aspirations. Architecture engulfed me and would not let me go. I fell into the rabbit hole in an overwhelming, consuming sort of way, much like Alice did as she chased the White Rabbit into Wonderland.

Self love, as a concept, is a paradox.  It’s both overwritten about and yet not given enough attention.  And that’s because the overwritten part is about the same message:  love yourself at all costs and don’t dare be critical of others for their flaws.  We all should be accepting and sensitive to others as we should be to ourselves.   I think, however, self love is more than just blanket, general acceptance.  And what, exactly, is “self love”?  What does that even mean?

Because someday it will be illegal or poisonous or both Because your hair doesn’t matter, and neither does your shirt Because you want to make out with the sky Because if someone really loves you, they’ll love you sopping wet

As a 1st generation Filipino-American pianist, composer, and violinist now in mid-life, my path to learning to love and accept myself has been an adventure. To get past the imposter syndrome and perfectionism, a series of life challenges and  onwards to getting my creative work-  out I’ve had to learn three main life lessons.