The landscape here has changed since I’ve last visited nearly 11 months ago. I remember it was a sunny morning, people were smiling, and all was good. But now things have changed – the sky is gloomy, life isn’t going too well, but people still manage to smile, especially children.
In the coming weeks or months, everybody here will be relocated to a safer place up north. They will surely miss this place, but it’s for the better. Hopefully there will be no more nightmares and panic whenever a storm passes by.
Despite the low pressure and the gloomy skies, they seemed to be in high spirits.
Either his pair of shorts is long or his legs are just short, or maybe it’s both.
He did ask to be photographed, and I obliged. Now if only my photo printer had not drowned, I would have given him a print, and everyone else whom I’ve photographed. It was supposed to be my Christmas project but that didn’t materialize. Perhaps it will happen this coming Christmas. It should.
Weekends are not to be wasted. Taking a break from work is a requirement for a better life.
And at the same time kids have to learn the trade so that they can better appreciate the efforts their parents are making.
This is home to a boat builder, a pedicab driver and a fisherman. In a place like this, they can all be just one person.
This is San Jose, where the waves were as high as the coconut trees and black as night.
Tacloban is still on the drawing board stage. The city’s master plan has just been presented a couple of days ago, but the details are still to be formulated and the donors’ pledges have yet to be funded. We have a very long way to go.
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Your images alone say a lot.
Wonderful expressions from the children. Great work.
And still they find a reason to smile and hope. We can all learn a lesson from these children and people.
Kids are great subjects. It can’t get more real than that.
Thank God for the innocence of children. They often give us the strength to carry on.
being free of any care in the world is something we cannot afford; it is exclusive to children.
I love your posts and photos but where can I visit your blog?
Beautiful compositions 🙂
Children are amazing when it comes to times of suffer, lovely pictures.
yes they are, but let’s hope that none has to suffer anymore.
Andy, I love following your blog. I don’t often get to comment because I read it on my phone, so I wanted to let you know how much I enjoy the beauty of the photos and the variety of thought-provoking topics.
thank you Orlando for a well written commentary about the state of devastation and the slow recovery of our City of Tacloban . The pictures are so powerful images of the people who survived and what remains of the land after Hayan…What is so remarkable about the photographs is that you showed your compassion and respect by exalting the extraordinary out of the ordinary in the lives of people as they pick up their lives each and everyday…it is a slow process but they will make it..
life will definitely get better, albeit slowly. Thank you.
Thank you Orlando, your work is very powerful and a very important record of life in Tacloban. I do hope it is improving, if only slowly.
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Orlando is a photographer who lives in Tacloban, the town virtually destroyed by the Typhoon in the Philippines last year. His work documents the slow recovery of the area and what it is to survive. Whenever you are having a bad day, things could be much,much worse. Please check out his blog, it is incredibly powerful and insightful.
So true, Andy
thank you, Andy
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Your photos testify to the spirit of the land.
Nice text and stunning photos.
Nice picture 🙂
You’re welcome. I am an amateur photographer, and I do not have anything iskustva.Volio would if you looked a little overall my photos, I’d be very grateful. I am also new to the blog and it’s very fun.
Bless Tacloban and its children. Nicely done once again. excellent story telling and photographs!! Long ways to go, but the smiles are still there:):)
One of the things I’ve noticed in your photos is the young ages of the children in your photos. It brings back memories of the streets of Kunsan, Korea back in 1971. There were no paved streets and Kunsan was a port city so kids as old as 3-4 were watched by their brothers & sisters of maybe 8-10. It was just a different lifestyle in a poor country where fishing and ricefields were the norm. With your photo reports I’m reminded how different life is here in the United States. Parents must guard their children from the dangers that surround them, not only evil people but the busy streets of our overcrowded cities.
It seems like nothing much has changed over the last few decades, and the sad truth is that people have become so used to surviving from hand to mouth that it has become the norm.
I must admit that’s how I live. 😦