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Shepard Fairey is the man behind OBEY GIANT, the 1989 art and graphics campaign that changed the way people see art and the urban landscape. Fairey steeps his ideology and iconography in the self-empowerment of those who refuse to be manipulated by the machine of manufactured consent.

Incase for Shepard Fairey is a capsule collection of accessories for Apple device users featuring one of the world’s most preeminent street artists. As a cultural provocateur, social critic and artist, Fairey’s bold illustrations have created some of the most enduring cultural memes in modern times.

“The artworks that comprise my series for Incase all overtly or sublimely reflect the concept of Peace. Peace seems like a simple idea, but evidence of its fragility is far too visible. I believe peace, beauty, and harmony are not only related, but intertwined. Visual symbols of peace manifest similarly in many different cultures, transcending language and reminding us of the basic loves and needs we all have in common. Peace is a struggle, but whether the images are ornamental, hopeful, or cautionary, this series promotes harmony.”
- Shepard Fairey

we LIKEY!

Bratpack Peg Holiday 2012 catalog

6 months ago

Killer Packs Wanted

6 months ago

OOOH Gravis high-cut

photograph by Charles Buenconsejo

1 year ago

Artist: Movement 69 (Nemo, Egg, Exld, Whoop, Alien)

Title: Movement 69

“This is a collaboration of the characters that we tag on the streets as a graffiti crew, a tribe could be a community of unique people coexisting with one another, having differences but grasping the same roots and culture.”

curated by: Bjorn Calleja

1 year ago

Fighting the Battle of Who Could Care Less by Alice Sarmiento

I was out with a friend one night when, with a wide-eyed look of panic, she grabbed my arm and pointed out the window at “That guy!”

“He just deleted me from facebook!”

“Well, why don’t you go over there and ask him why he did that?”

“I’m not sure if he knows me.”

“I thought you were ‘Facebook friends’?”

“That doesn’t matter!”

“Then why do you care about him having deleted you?”

“I don’t know!”

In the middle of all this petty scheming, “that guy” just sat within spitting distance: nursing a cocktail and oblivious to the argument going on inside.

While I’d be among the first to extol praises on the magic of social networking, at the same time it’s still too many friendships with no follow through, too many people to screen from my “personal issues”, and too many updates I didn’t ask for, from names I barely recognize. The ease that comes with building a friends list is just as simple as narrowing it down. The same way that a social network can revive and deepen relationships, it also has the capacity to dilute and destroy them. So much, that we have to question when it is and isn’t safe to care or to react when we realize something’s amiss.

In less than a decade, online social networks have effectively transformed the landscape of human social relations; lumping acquaintances, family members, close friends, random people met in passing, and professional relations all into one tidy ordered list.

And yet, I’m addicted. I’m addicted to this endless stream of information consisting of updates for friends, by friends, without all the little nuances that render IRL socializing so unnervingly organic and so human. Rather than breaking barriers and simplifying the already tangled web of human social relations, the existence of an online world has ironically succeeded in adding another level. There’s me online, and there’s me in real life—the IRL me. And between the two, there’s the vast difference between catching up with someone in the flesh, and reading about it on a news feed. While social networks have been praised for bridging human relations, they still beg the question: what kinds of relations are being bridged?

1 year ago

the shoe is Native

is Green

and is blending with the green wall

photograph by Charles Buenconsejo

1 year ago

Bliss and all the material things.

photograph by Charles Buenconsejo

1 year ago

X model in dress and denim cover-up and yes she wished for a flower head instead of a normal one.

Photograph by Charles, styled by Myrrh Lao To.

1 year ago -

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Jeans.

photography by Charles Buenconsejo, designed by Franco Baretto

1 year ago -

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The cover that never made it.

Photograph by Charles Buenconsejo

Subject holding blank white thing and wearing shoes and pants that are in Bratpack.

This was shot in Paranaque.

1 year ago

The Bliss that is Noriter by Upper Viceo

Located nearby a number of universities and high school around Taft Ave.and its environs, Café Noriter has become an imaginative and artsy sanctuary for students, travelers and the casual workforce up for an alternative café experience.

Distinct with its café design, ambiance and even to the littlest details such as table tops or murals, at Café Noriter, it’s all about expressing yourself and letting out your creative zeal. Part of the café culture is the express-yourself-cups wherein everyone is free to design and mark the cups available for the café goers.

A great hideaway for students as well as the workforce wanting to chill out and relax with their fellow peers after school or work, Café Noriter regulars frequent this place for its ambiance and a hodgepodge of delicious Korean-fusion snacks and beverages. Too stressed from work or school? Why not troop over here for a cup of iced caramel macchiato, hot mocha or go fruity for a kiwi and strawberry smoothie. Pair it with their famed honey bread or chomp on their bestseller, the Noriter Sandwich stacked with a honey bread, a waffle, ham served with baked potato and egg.

Such a happy place within the rowdy slab of sweet Manila, there you get transported to a fun, color-bursting, lively refuge. Literally a playground, as translated in English, Café Noriter has gone beyond your typical coffee shop wherein cool is just a bit of an understatement.

Cafe Noriter

2nd Flr. Reyes Bldg., Estrada St. cor. Taft Avenue

http://dreamcafenoriter.com/

Monday-Saturday: 10am-9pm

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Kangol hot head thing is at Bratpack.

photograph by Charles, of course!

1 year ago

photograph by Charles Buenconsejo

1 year ago