Hi, I’m Brian Dys — a photographer from the inside looking out · a composer entangled in electronic music · a UX designer · a spouse, a parent, & everything in between.
Riding the MRT is a tad too stressful already. For a change, I took the bus going home. It’s always a slow motion in these big ruckuses crawling their way past Robinson’s Galleria — a good time to steal some break in the rush.
How will you take home a bike you bought in Magallanes? Drive it.
Snapshots of a girl loving the sun.
Right before four in the afternoon as we got back from island hopping, Manlawi island dried up. It left us a desert of wet sand.
We set up our tents under the diminishing heat of the day. Sunset was just a commercial; it was a quick descent.
So many colors in this distraction
Brown hair makes her lips more red
Words would not describe what I’m seeing
I try to hold my tongue but it’s useless
She makes my heart scream color
I know by now she should have found me out
Every sense I have has been exhausted
But color makes her smile
– Colors by Barcelona