Triggered Memory

By late afternoon, the rain came in a heavy downpour. When darkness fell, Meo filled the steel drum with dry leaves and coconut husks then set them on fire to deter the mosquitoes. Thick smoke billowed out and fogged the dining area where we sat. Meanwhile, Lucinda poured citronella oil on the concrete floor. Suddenly, I remember being in Bulacan on the set of a horror film where I used to work as a production assistant. The scene just brought back memories! I thought of Peque and the rest of the crew with all its idiosyncracies. It made me smile just thinking about those good old days. I then took some inspiration from those memories and photographed these images.