I saw this book at Virgin one day and it made me laugh and cringe. Whilst we have not done much formal portraits as a family, a few dodgy-looking photographs are framed around our house which make me want to throw in the bin or rip into a thousand tiny pieces.
One of my most hated photograph was taken at our high school graduation day. It was taken with a film camera so there was no way to edit or delete, or take another one right away for instance. When it got developed, I was shocked. I mean, literally. It was a photo of my sister, my father and me – and my mouth was hanging open! Probably telling my grandmother, who took said photo, to take a step back or something. Since it was the only photo of the three of us during the entire evening, I have no other choice but to live with it. It now proudly hangs in my sister’s house, next to her pretty university graduation portrait with not a strand of hair out of place. Hmpf!
Then again, there are some which I would proudly put on display for guests. This one was taken in 1996 in Manila. It was the first time that we were all in one place and got along long enough to get into a cramped studio with hot lights and cranky kids. We actually get along better than most families that I know. Just your typical extended Filipino family.

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