Kris Kros
once i was a son to my dad - a father's day special
A repost for today's holiday.
This is especially dedicated to all the good, the bad and the ugly fathers around the globe.
This was my winning entry to the 72nd Pinoy Kodakero PP Challenge titled "Father and Son" three years ago.
In all honesty, I truly believe that this is a very good image for today's Father's Day.
I miss my dad who left us more than 20 years ago. And my mom followed him for 4 years now. I really love both of them and I still can hear their guiding voices. I used their voices in bringing up my kids for me not to be a perfect father but to raise my kids as good citizens.
I had only one father. His name was LOPE. Well, there's another one up there. But the one down here before was one good father. Only once did he scold me. Yes, ONCE. I was about 6 years old then and my dad was knocking on the door. I was the only one at home, and never bothered to open it. I was playing with my humongous toy firetruck that he gave me. He was so furious and panicky that he was able to open the door by kicking it. He saw me there, right there, callous and unmindful, never stopped playing with my new toy. You probably could have guess what happened next. Or not. He didn't shout. He was mad. I knew from his eyes. But he just grabbed and carried me with his arms and then, he hugged me. He said, don't ever do that again to me. I thought something happened to you. I was so scared at first, but later on, I felt the love. I thought I saw some tears in his eyes. And it was really not scolding. That was just what I felt then. From there on, I was a changed boy and turned me into a father I am right now. Up to this day, I am still trying to emulate him.
My tears flow while I was writing this.
This beautiful picture was provided by Karen for the competition, a fellow flickr friend.
Originally posted here: www.flickr.com/photos/kros/2548294713/
__________________
MY CURRENT STATUS:
First, I really miss you. All of you who supported me in so many ways.
This post, I hope, will mark my revival.
I lost my confidence when I was writing my HDR UNLEASHED ( www.flickr.com/photos/kros/4279193317/ ) book.
I can't finish it cuz I feel like my English is too kindergartenish.
I want to publish it but with at least a decent English.
Probably, a help from friends could make me finish this project.
I will try to post new pictures just to announce that one father on flickr is still alive.
I hope you still recognize me.
FOR SOME REASON, I've been popping in and out on FACEBOOK than on FLICKR.
Check me on FACEBOOK ( www.facebook.com/kkros2 ) and you'll find some new KK images. Will post them here.
__________________
I got to unleash my UNLEASHED HDR book. It's something I want to leave before I join my dad and my mom. At least, I know that I will be remembered through my pictures and my book when I'm gone. I still want to become a well known artist before I say goodbye.
And so, as someone said, I have a dream.
Till next.
once i was a son to my dad - a father's day special
A repost for today's holiday.
This is especially dedicated to all the good, the bad and the ugly fathers around the globe.
This was my winning entry to the 72nd Pinoy Kodakero PP Challenge titled "Father and Son" three years ago.
In all honesty, I truly believe that this is a very good image for today's Father's Day.
I miss my dad who left us more than 20 years ago. And my mom followed him for 4 years now. I really love both of them and I still can hear their guiding voices. I used their voices in bringing up my kids for me not to be a perfect father but to raise my kids as good citizens.
I had only one father. His name was LOPE. Well, there's another one up there. But the one down here before was one good father. Only once did he scold me. Yes, ONCE. I was about 6 years old then and my dad was knocking on the door. I was the only one at home, and never bothered to open it. I was playing with my humongous toy firetruck that he gave me. He was so furious and panicky that he was able to open the door by kicking it. He saw me there, right there, callous and unmindful, never stopped playing with my new toy. You probably could have guess what happened next. Or not. He didn't shout. He was mad. I knew from his eyes. But he just grabbed and carried me with his arms and then, he hugged me. He said, don't ever do that again to me. I thought something happened to you. I was so scared at first, but later on, I felt the love. I thought I saw some tears in his eyes. And it was really not scolding. That was just what I felt then. From there on, I was a changed boy and turned me into a father I am right now. Up to this day, I am still trying to emulate him.
My tears flow while I was writing this.
This beautiful picture was provided by Karen for the competition, a fellow flickr friend.
Originally posted here: www.flickr.com/photos/kros/2548294713/
__________________
MY CURRENT STATUS:
First, I really miss you. All of you who supported me in so many ways.
This post, I hope, will mark my revival.
I lost my confidence when I was writing my HDR UNLEASHED ( www.flickr.com/photos/kros/4279193317/ ) book.
I can't finish it cuz I feel like my English is too kindergartenish.
I want to publish it but with at least a decent English.
Probably, a help from friends could make me finish this project.
I will try to post new pictures just to announce that one father on flickr is still alive.
I hope you still recognize me.
FOR SOME REASON, I've been popping in and out on FACEBOOK than on FLICKR.
Check me on FACEBOOK ( www.facebook.com/kkros2 ) and you'll find some new KK images. Will post them here.
__________________
I got to unleash my UNLEASHED HDR book. It's something I want to leave before I join my dad and my mom. At least, I know that I will be remembered through my pictures and my book when I'm gone. I still want to become a well known artist before I say goodbye.
And so, as someone said, I have a dream.
Till next.