Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo

"The strength of a portrait is that, in that split second, 
we understand a little the life of the person photographed." 
-- Sebastiao Salgado


The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas
The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas

The Hobo by Aubrey Llamas




Anyone who’s been to Fuentes, IC, is probably already familiar with this guy. I forgot the name. (I took this last year and I lost the document where I wrote it in.) One would notice him easily because he wears a lot of brassware and other ornaments--rings on his fingers and scraps decorating his head and neck. He brings his backpack with him, a water container, and another one where he places a piece of bread. I was lucky enough to interview his nephew, the only other person around at the time. 

This person is actually a former employee of the NSC (National Steel Corporation) during the plant’s construction. That probably explains why he wears a hard hat. He fell from a building one story high, head-first, while on the job. This subsequently led to his condition. But it took about a month before symptoms started to show up. Did you know... that he went missing for three months because he went traveling to Davao on foot for his “panata”/vow? And that he has this one particular spot on the highway where he sits all afternoon, not to look at passersby, but to perform a ritual. I found out out of observation. He wasn’t very friendly, he didn’t like his picture taken, but wasn’t harmful either. (Thankfully he didn’t push me when I did the headshot. Lol) The ritual includes sitting, standing, looking at his makeshift vision thingy a number of times, and touching the ground a number of times. All steps are counted. He was never married, doesn’t have children, but goes home to his nephew, and is being taken care of by relatives. :)

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