This is a behind the scene look at my photo sketchbooks, and photographic prints, some of them. Through the years I made visual diaries/notes/drawings/pasted pictures, wrote thoughts, musings, observations, and some of my invoices were hand written on these sketchbooks, pasted receipts so I wouldn’t forget. Itineraries, bus tickets, boat rides, tryke , jeepney , motorbike rides, gasoline expenses, meal allowances, ideas, plans, the years behind and ahead. My dreams. Where I have been, where I am going, where i would want to be.. ..and some really personal thoughts: heartaches, moments of sanity, and some insanities, despairs, inertias, when i feel I have stopped moving, my goals..my contacts, like a black book of names, places, feelings, emotional highs and lows. Every year I open the sketchbooks. To remind myself.. Where, who, what, and how I managed all the years, as a freelance photographer,artist, documentary cinematographer, places I have documented, to keep me grounded .why..I need and want to keep on doing what I love best, about my work. The world.. my world is full, alive, changing, constant, unpredictable and I am a participant. It is indeed a wealth to read the photographer’s sketchbook. A very personal way of knowing oneself. My creative self. To learn. again and again.. Where are you at now, where are you going. What attracts you to certain things, what keeps you going, why the need to remind yourself, it is the being there, the moment..the thoughts, engagements, very much like touching base the innermost of my being, who are you? past, present and my thoughts tomorrow.