Coming from a third world country, my father has always reminded me to be aware of my privilege. However, I have only recently noticed how growing up driving through the cities of the Philippines, no matter what age I was at the time, I would always see beggars on the streets the same age the same age as me. Many people pity small children on the streets, however, what truly horrifies me is that how the adult beggars are who those children grow up to become. However, my father never told me to feel sympathy for those people, for I can be aware of my privilege but will never be able to truly understand what they are going through, I learned from him that there is no way better to use my privilege than to take action to make a change. My father from a young age noticed the drastic differences between the social classes of our country. Determined to make a change, he became a doctor eventually pursuing the path to build free hospitals for those who cannot afford health care.

As a child, I am still unable to support the community as I have no authority over any of those issues. During my visit back to the Philippines, I actively try to pay attention to the gap between the social classes. Knowing that my cousin had just claimed an internship at the city hospital, I asked him to show me around the wing that offers free hospitalization for the poor. I was shocked to see the number of people with tremendous tumors, some on their heads. I do not know what caused them to wait that long and how they had developed it, however, it helped me to recognize how the social class is derived from time and not only money. I feel as I have forgotten the consequences of poverty and how it can lead to the development of greater issues. Every time I visit my home country, I recognize more of the cruelty of the wage gap. This is why I actively try to acknowledge their existence. I am unable to help now, but knowing that there are people I can help one day is crucial for me to go on in life to become a person who can serve the community for all.


During the summer, I dedicated a month traveling alone. One thing I was able to do was to visit various museums of different genres. However, as an artist, I wanted to avoid simply attending the galleries and observing the works. In order to display my artistic talents, I decided to photograph the museums so I can express my artistic senses whilst visiting museums. Visiting my first museum, one thing I noticed was that I personally perceive museums as one product of art instead of a place that houses various pieces of artworks. The atmosphere and the people going past the countless artworks are all a part of one collective artwork. I believe this revelation works to describe art itself, an artwork shines based off how people interact with it. Without this, art will have no purpose as my personal definition of the subject is what the communication between the artist’s intention and audience’s reaction creates. Therefore, in order to capture this thinking, I started taking pictures of artworks with the people observing the work in the frame.

After taking pictures, it interested me how even a single frame capturing the various people in front of one piece displays how each person has a different interaction with the artwork: to choose to look at it or to not to, to like it or to dislike it. I feel as capturing these moments, it helped me re-recognize that the beauty of art is brought out by the community.