Michael Vincent Manalo

Life has always been a fascination to me. From those inevitable school fights during the elementary years to those wild days of puberty. From the lonesome people in the parks to the 8-inched mohawked people during concerts. From feeling someone else's warmth to dealing with the blackness within.

There were a lot of emotions - pain, glee, love and warmth, glory, success, failures, torture, jealousy, excitement, rage, pride. All these converged and met at a common point in time and space and created who I am, what I am and what I want to become.

Vast images come to my mind ea...

Life has always been a fascination to me. From those inevitable school fights during the elementary years to those wild days of puberty. From the lonesome people in the parks to the 8-inched mohawked people during concerts. From feeling someone else's warmth to dealing with the blackness within.

There were a lot of emotions - pain, glee, love and warmth, glory, success, failures, torture, jealousy, excitement, rage, pride. All these converged and met at a common point in time and space and created who I am, what I am and what I want to become.

Vast images come to my mind each day, some even forgotten along the way, but some are retained so I try to rebuild it ias soon as I could.

I always try my best to forge images that come from the deepest roots of my imagination.

I honestly didn't know that I took up a quest when I started making these. An ineveitable quest to free peopl'e minds, to allow them to withdraw from reality and dig into a wild roller coaster of a vivid dream.

I love life, even though it tempts me not to. I still try to wake up every day with much inspiration from my dreams and thoughts and I would always try to forge these images as though I've taken a picture of it.