tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83777377864609589812024-03-05T05:03:34.709-08:00viva filipinasViva Filipinas is a repository of vintage photos about life in the Philippines. Some of the photos date back as early as the 1890s, further spanning two World Wars and various eras.
Vintage Philippines, Old Manila, Filipino Heritagemadhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-64437860974047186532010-09-23T02:55:00.000-07:002010-09-23T02:55:00.798-07:00Vintage Photo of Young Filipino boys by the River in Bacaug, Negros Oriental<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_OuwDyMgJe0BBhR_TqFX6Kmj-H1A_J8PgCiaqJUyXwWZIaDAaAnfCRFFDiv_bf-y40vAt8rH5o4AJ4xs7LTBKEUG0PPGLu_YU7urrRtKbzkbxCQ_OXp_hoiALStnqRwE0A1QylrHoec/s1600/young_filipino_boys_river_manila_philippines.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3_OuwDyMgJe0BBhR_TqFX6Kmj-H1A_J8PgCiaqJUyXwWZIaDAaAnfCRFFDiv_bf-y40vAt8rH5o4AJ4xs7LTBKEUG0PPGLu_YU7urrRtKbzkbxCQ_OXp_hoiALStnqRwE0A1QylrHoec/s400/young_filipino_boys_river_manila_philippines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511510711545060370" border="0" /></a><br />Young Filipino boys by the river in the province of Negros<br /><br />Popular among Pinoy boys back in the day are all-white ensembles. High-waisted pants, shirts tucked in by thin belts. The dashing boy on the right sports a medium brim Panama Style Hat or colonial style hat which is perfect for tropical weather. Filipinos usually associate such hats today with lolos or "grandpas". I'm glad that hats are fashionable again in the Philippines, thanks to Justin Timberlake, you can walk around Manila and not get stared down for your fashionable head gear.<br /><br />Swimwear are usually shorts and white sando.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilyZHQbQy7s5kJPLiRuMjku_nUra8sYBVygzH4xUiYkatX9HPxUiSqaIzPLpWnyxnhLOGMLcOKpkCOfzuztwqNKvwrUvz635eA2caDWsY3kb3IktZ1iSCwzL67KcOqJA1yPbeh4QhetRc/s1600/letter_back_photo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilyZHQbQy7s5kJPLiRuMjku_nUra8sYBVygzH4xUiYkatX9HPxUiSqaIzPLpWnyxnhLOGMLcOKpkCOfzuztwqNKvwrUvz635eA2caDWsY3kb3IktZ1iSCwzL67KcOqJA1yPbeh4QhetRc/s400/letter_back_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511510715841427810" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Photo Inscription:<br /><br />To Miss Calabutan,<br /><br />Hope you won't forget your Senior Students.<br /><br />Your student,<br />M. De La Torre<br />H.H.<br />Bacaug, Negros Oriental<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-54992049614267891212010-09-13T01:13:00.000-07:002010-09-13T01:13:00.246-07:00Portrait of a Filipina Lady - Standing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuDesVsvzU4NckBG22haiVzPXmrvFNrVgU82rNVEsvEO_Oq2TB7SIRLHf_m7RTx0zdcCmwyfE5FbOM3i-_yvCe8OTSogIxfGm1PrvF2f3BcRV-UCISVDlZUqEUlUg2cR7SQz7E4ar5kRA/s1600/lady_studio_portrait_manila_philippines.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuDesVsvzU4NckBG22haiVzPXmrvFNrVgU82rNVEsvEO_Oq2TB7SIRLHf_m7RTx0zdcCmwyfE5FbOM3i-_yvCe8OTSogIxfGm1PrvF2f3BcRV-UCISVDlZUqEUlUg2cR7SQz7E4ar5kRA/s400/lady_studio_portrait_manila_philippines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511484362179156866" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Inscription on the back of the photo is washed out, the only readable info is the date taken - January 12, 1940, and the name it is addressed to - <span style="font-style: italic;">Lelang</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmRvcHf38hBybybnikI-b3hPtRbAtURXpLMnqOCk-N3DcDLZzm23lbNpgQ9uNJwfRYUe1H3_UMhyFrv3YE7kBHbmGw8T9A_YpVMFyL8CMcH-y8DgyNk4nMDNUJh21pJSwK0oxjJVlUsmM/s1600/back_of_photo.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmRvcHf38hBybybnikI-b3hPtRbAtURXpLMnqOCk-N3DcDLZzm23lbNpgQ9uNJwfRYUe1H3_UMhyFrv3YE7kBHbmGw8T9A_YpVMFyL8CMcH-y8DgyNk4nMDNUJh21pJSwK0oxjJVlUsmM/s400/back_of_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511488747869332706" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Her 1940s dress has a tight bust line and curved standing collar. There's the puff sleeves with 2 inch cuffs, floral embroidery embellishes the bodice and waistline area and the skirt is a pleated A-line. Skirt length is just inches below the knee. She is also wearing leatherette open-toe shoes with self-tie closure.<br /><br />For a 1940s studio portrait, her dress looks very utilitarian yet modern. Her face is more on the Chinese side than Malay.<br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-13018636919283989082010-09-06T01:04:00.000-07:002010-09-06T01:04:00.550-07:00Vintage Portrait of Little Filipino Girls in Stockings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQd_X8mye6H9k2zufUKqPIGqvsMSO0T0qumG2g1CNUTNj-qUch_d_5dgG2_Zi7ICutBPhXVguGAM8IvImOFc6OTotbifwWnXgLuQlaM0UFPzZ10hvteXnTNLW0qd8NQf2ClUFDTjwc3_4/s1600/young_girls_stockings_vintage_manila_philippines.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQd_X8mye6H9k2zufUKqPIGqvsMSO0T0qumG2g1CNUTNj-qUch_d_5dgG2_Zi7ICutBPhXVguGAM8IvImOFc6OTotbifwWnXgLuQlaM0UFPzZ10hvteXnTNLW0qd8NQf2ClUFDTjwc3_4/s400/young_girls_stockings_vintage_manila_philippines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511481855297906402" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A studio portrait of two little Filipina girls in black stockings. Most likely sisters. Large white bows accessorize their hair curled for the occassion. They are wearing pointy pennyloafers with one inch heels.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-37333154997310882612010-08-31T00:35:00.000-07:002010-08-31T00:58:55.491-07:00A Class Picture of Young Filipino Boys in the 1930s<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GCLx0w6scI9ahO9Te0vaPP7oBDhrYDY6VkYV2-ZXxcKHmP8YKekj7F_DY5_Sc7HDsT8V1cqsBQeXwj2BJgUPOt5zsABgr4DZY0QMMJGDGYGEgb4JpJjcJo1V249hTV2lxmsQ9X6-rPw/s800/1930s_class_photo_philippines_600px.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 402px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7GCLx0w6scI9ahO9Te0vaPP7oBDhrYDY6VkYV2-ZXxcKHmP8YKekj7F_DY5_Sc7HDsT8V1cqsBQeXwj2BJgUPOt5zsABgr4DZY0QMMJGDGYGEgb4JpJjcJo1V249hTV2lxmsQ9X6-rPw/s800/1930s_class_photo_philippines_600px.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Photo inscription: C.B. Welcome C.A.V.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Intermediate Boys Grade V-VI-VII</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1935-1936</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A class photo depicting the Filipino youth of the 1930s.</span><br /><br />The front row boys are wearing scarves knotted in a way boy scouts or farmers do.<br /><br />The second to third row are wearing high-waisted khakis (some in pinstripe) and white dress shirts. The chic boy on the left is wearing an all-white outfit. Long sleeve shirt paired with high-waisted shorts and low-cut penny loafers. Ah the 1930s was truly vintage posh even among gradeschoolers!<br /><br />The boys on the top row however are wearing light-colored shirts with large pockets.<br /><br />Hair is generally swept back, greased and fluffy on top - evidence of hat hair. Refer to noticeable hat on the right side of the photo near the window.<br /><br />These boys are between the 90-94 age range today, and most likely WWII war vets.madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-18164938311795229442009-01-05T13:13:00.000-08:002009-01-05T14:21:46.431-08:00The Viva Filipinas CollectionI would like to thank my friends and the Florentino Family for contributing a lot of their family photos.<br /><br />Some are also found photos, some are from my personal collection. Some come from the archives of schools in the provinces.<br /><br />People think of me as strange for keeping pictures of dead people. I am very fascinated with vintage memorabilia- the photography involved, the details in the subject's clothing and the expression on the pinoy's faces.<br /><br />I got my knack of nostalgia from my late uncle George who would resurrect old Manila from memory when I was a kid. His imagery became very vivid in my head.<br /><br />In the 90s, we lost most of our family photos to the lahar floods. I felt it was a great loss. So I know how these lost photos would mean to the families that once owned them, maybe through the internet I could find the answers and even details how they came about. Or simply enjoy an interesting glimpse of the past in pictures.madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-85810078575025140582009-01-05T09:47:00.000-08:002009-08-08T00:21:48.567-07:00Cute Kid on a Radioflyer Bike<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oHfQRPcz7piINc7bBhe-q5sMy1H5s9uOydBHl8yDpC3RsjAjBvRvl8qnZyPwtC1fxImFO1fxMAOgWlGUvjZKP3E3HsoaPbOMXJmydQmpXaqqZJDH-g1dvg0EG4oSiV38QXQE_ZfANRE/s800/kidbike.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 562px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5oHfQRPcz7piINc7bBhe-q5sMy1H5s9uOydBHl8yDpC3RsjAjBvRvl8qnZyPwtC1fxImFO1fxMAOgWlGUvjZKP3E3HsoaPbOMXJmydQmpXaqqZJDH-g1dvg0EG4oSiV38QXQE_ZfANRE/s800/kidbike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />A little boy aroound six or seven years old, his hair greased slick in pomade, happy in his classic radioflyer bicycle. <br /><br />This was someone's childhood and from the looks of this photo, it was a happy one.madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-55203009040582026742009-01-05T09:45:00.000-08:002009-08-08T00:40:36.799-07:00A Portrait of a Filipina Mother and her Sons<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcCfIcxEQETragOBFiRLwpyIFJ8hPbIIHRKYhBeMYXmtMwcVQYWbllwpFMf_RcXaabzqhsxFszuXCeoLnWGwXh12f2QY6zxpW6FQ2bc1QybdjHBdPWgFMSOU1cRfyHWvnLjh3i5flC6w/s800/oval_400.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 679px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvcCfIcxEQETragOBFiRLwpyIFJ8hPbIIHRKYhBeMYXmtMwcVQYWbllwpFMf_RcXaabzqhsxFszuXCeoLnWGwXh12f2QY6zxpW6FQ2bc1QybdjHBdPWgFMSOU1cRfyHWvnLjh3i5flC6w/s800/oval_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I am guessing this was a group photo then enlarged, to cut out and frame in oval the figure of the mother. Her eyes are distant, looking away from the camera while her young barefoot boys in their cotton shirts, look curiously into the lens. <br /><br />I am guessing this was their only photo of her- the mother with her boys. <br /><br />Note the obscured face of one of the sons, forgotten by time.madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-48443432339484300232009-01-05T09:33:00.000-08:002009-01-05T13:24:50.722-08:00Estrellita De La Torre: Radio Star<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaLx9DkQp0QG0_Gw1AItuOtj8GUag2Xj1qhbLtKmPmqKboOaFhdlW03TBpTvWief6ESqx6CD9n6LD-lm5aQcajT0dBP6fgVeQvFAadcV0xWIiMVJCJ9RBJxtHmdrkPYICQoJi80NAuKU/s800/estell_400.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 565px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaLx9DkQp0QG0_Gw1AItuOtj8GUag2Xj1qhbLtKmPmqKboOaFhdlW03TBpTvWief6ESqx6CD9n6LD-lm5aQcajT0dBP6fgVeQvFAadcV0xWIiMVJCJ9RBJxtHmdrkPYICQoJi80NAuKU/s800/estell_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />She looks so glamorous, her eyes sparkle like Jean Harlow, and yes before TV, Estrellita De La Torre was a radio star!<br /><br />This photo of her is a replica. What I have in the collection is a vintage replica. This photo came out for an ad, she was endorsing some beauty product called Purico and this photo from what I surmised, was what she gave out to her fans!<br /><br />She signed it <span style="font-style:italic;">"Ang Iyong Lingkod, Estrellita De La Torre"</span>. A rough translation would be <span style="font-style:italic;">"At your service, Estrellita De La Torre."</span>madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-62926738456066986022009-01-05T06:02:00.000-08:002009-08-11T09:54:11.200-07:00Portrait of a Filipina<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc_I5UZPQjRQMo77MFqQ0uhshMGVNFHuxitDwQRIQULFTY2VohtB9NpHnnYtymH8t1siEsHH6vV1HFrk_LFaGiNbGBPHjsPGRsX2RMpuY-6wtTVVQ15-0Ey6n2lFLF1VkAyJlmLgo3Uzs/s800/sister_vivaflipinas_400.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 628px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc_I5UZPQjRQMo77MFqQ0uhshMGVNFHuxitDwQRIQULFTY2VohtB9NpHnnYtymH8t1siEsHH6vV1HFrk_LFaGiNbGBPHjsPGRsX2RMpuY-6wtTVVQ15-0Ey6n2lFLF1VkAyJlmLgo3Uzs/s800/sister_vivaflipinas_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">A very poised <span style="font-style:italic;">Binibini</span> (young lady) sitting like a queen on a rattan wicker throne. The long train from her dress is sprawled to one side; her shoes stepping on the fur of a dead animal. Her eyes towards the lens, her lips almost a half-smile like the Mona Lisa herself. </span><br /><br />There's a handwriting scribbled at the back of the photo, the portrait was taken as a memento for her sister who lives far away.<br /><br />My grandma told me that getting your portrait done back in the day meant saving up for it, spending that amount of money in the province and traveling for hours to reach the Kapitolyo required much planning. It was an anticipated event especially for young women. This was a step up from the previous generation who would do a "sitting" with painters for a portrait. <br /><br />Manilenos often have the opportunity to get their photos taken, studios were more accessible to them. They would have clothes tailored just for their photo sessions. As for the average low income or provincial Pinoy, most only have their wedding portrait as the sole occasion to have photos professionally done in a studio.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVPEMM3PGuML38uMz0fCk_WEmc12JZicxZe2vExtRIerFawTHsNA5f632wl1TbtEXAwcOAZqarXTOaGstsUX5QyEU8YZ_eK09VEtV2Jdrm2vSZtA_WFJ3wbJK4Rk9j0cjNrYxMB-WLnI/s1600-h/sister_vivaflipinas_closeup.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcVPEMM3PGuML38uMz0fCk_WEmc12JZicxZe2vExtRIerFawTHsNA5f632wl1TbtEXAwcOAZqarXTOaGstsUX5QyEU8YZ_eK09VEtV2Jdrm2vSZtA_WFJ3wbJK4Rk9j0cjNrYxMB-WLnI/s400/sister_vivaflipinas_closeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287809998266052130" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">She could be from a well-to-do familia and can afford her own elegant terno made for this shot. Or like the enterprising studios of today, they have props and some wardrobe ready for their customers.</span>madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8377737786460958981.post-5781882702298580802008-12-21T14:14:00.001-08:002009-01-05T11:06:35.015-08:00Viva Filipinas!Viva Filipinas is a repository of vintage photos about life in the Philippines. Some of the photos date back as early as the 1890s, further spanning two World Wars and various eras.<br /><br />These fotos lasted this long for a reason. Well-kept and loved by their owners, and then lost in some event, fate reclaims their worth and they end up online.<br /><br />With posterity and history at its side, these fotos have their own special kind of value- they show us the old life, a documentation of the Filipino through the ages.madhatterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05919690902316120755noreply@blogger.com0