Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

I want to be a mirror for your whole body, and I never want to be blind, or to be too old to hold up your heavy and swaying picture. I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie, and I want my grasp of things to be true before you. I want to describe myself like a painting that I looked at closely for a long time, like a saying that I finally understood, like the pitcher I use every day, like the face of my mother, like a ship that carried me through the wildest storm of all. 

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination. 

Roman Payne

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

In the fall, I believe again in poetry
if nothing else it is
a movement of the mind.

But the mind trembles
here, on the brink
the mind trembles
there is life, after all,
there is life, still
unbelief left. 

Jaakko A. Ahokas

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth. 

The Lovely Bones, Alice Sebold

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Love can change a person the way a parent can change a baby – awkwardly, and often with a great deal of mess.

Lemony Snicket

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Girls, there are poets who learn from you
to say, what you, in your aloneness, are;
and they learn through you to live distantness,
as the evenings through the great stars
become accustomed to eternity. 

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.” 
“I’m a girl. That’s my job.” 

Street Magic, Tamora Pierce

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can.

The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always, 
As long as I’m living, 
my baby you’ll be. 

Love You Forever, Robert Munsch

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Dianna Capco Photography - Sang & Will

Thank you very much Sang, Will, Ruth, Billy, Bella, Bailey and Jen for such an amazing day!

 

 

 

 

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Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

How surely gravity’s law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.

Each thing –
each stone, blossom, child –
is held in place.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, appear the words,

‘Here begins a new life’.

Vita Nuova, Dante Alighieri

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

Bram Stroker

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

And it’s warm and real and bright
And the world has somehow shifted
All at once everything is different
Now that I see you

I See The Light, Tangled

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.

A Girl I Knew, J.D. Salinger

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.

Letters To A Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Dianna Capco Photography - Videl

Keep sleeping, sweetheart! An immense thank you to Mary, Jay, Ruth and our Sleeping Beauty Videl for a beautiful day!

 

 

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

We sit and talk,
quietly, with long lapses of silence
and I am aware of the stream
that has no language, coursing
beneath the quiet heaven of
your eyes.

William Carlos Williams

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

(secretly adoring shyly
tiny winging darting floating
merry in the blossoming
always joyful selves are singing)

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

In love you loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

I believe
in love at first sight
but I will always believe
that the people
we love
we have loved before.
Many, many, many times before, and when we stumble
through grace and circumstance
and that brilliant illusion of choice
to finally meet them again,
we feel it faster
each time through.

Tyler Knott Gregson

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

The one glance that set life alight
is two sets of two eyes
staring through the layers
of lifetimes and stolen glances
and first kisses and hands held;
the brace against the weight
and unrelenting tide
of waiting.

I believe
in love at first sight
but am not burdened with the misconception
that it’s a first sight
at all.

 Tyler Knott Gregson

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

All was over in a moment. I had fulfilled my destiny. I was a captive and a slave.

There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or looking back; I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her.

“David Copperfield,” Charles Dickens

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

(such a sky and such a sun
i never knew and neither did you
and everybody never breathed
quite so many kinds of yes)

E.E. Cummings

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation,

and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds.

Vladimir Nabokov

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

You were what the wind was making with illuminated leaves.
Behind the nocturnal mountains, white lily of conflagration,
ah, I can say nothing!  You were made of everything.

Pablo Neruda

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Dianna Capco Photography - Alvin & Melanie

Congratulations Alvin and Melanie!!! 

Hair: Arianne Cuenco 

Makeup: E.J. Belen Litiatco

Styling: Nastasja Lopez and E.J. Belen Litiatco

 

 

The Island of the Gods, the Morning of the World.

In Bali, I am intoxicated, infatuated, always in love, the endless sky, the spectacular Indian Ocean, the crashing waves casting a spell on me, one incantation after another.

Bali, you are pure magic.

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

You will begin to touch heaven in the moment that you touch perfect speed. And that isn’t flying a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or flying at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, my son, is being there.

Richard Bach, Jonathan Livingston Seagull

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on, across the universe

The Beatles, Across The Universe

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Open your eyes and come
Return to the root of the root
of your own soul.

Rumi

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

He had me at “Do you like Guns N’ Roses?”

Ijal, he’s a shining star. I don’t think he realizes just how beautiful he is.

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

They have worries, they’re counting the miles, they’re thinking about where to sleep tonight, how much money for gas, the weather, how they’ll get there – and all the time they’ll get there anyway, you see.”
Jack Kerouac, On the Road

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

Love happened at a side street canteen in Kuta in the form of Teh Botol Sosro. I took in this beautiful sweet cold drink made from jasmine and Indonesian gambier flowers, and thought to myself, my niece is going to annihilate this. Everything I had in Bali was a postcard to my family and the things they loved: Nasi Goreng, Mie Goreng, fried bananas, coffee and eggs sunny side up. This is for them, and all the “We are on our way back, would you like some Nasi Goreng?” phone calls, for all the mornings the entire house would be perfumed with coffee. I am drinking Kopi Bali every day now, and it is beautiful!

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

If you come at four in the afternoon, I’ll begin to be happy by three.

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

“Do you like banana or pancake?” Ijal and the boys ask me. I already know what they mean (hint: they like pancakes). They are containing their laughter, but these young surfers, so bright and healthy and happy, are ready to burst.

“I like banana pancakes?” I say, also ready to break.

(We had banana pancakes with Bali coffee at breakfast the day, and they were amazing.)

They teach me a few bad words and howl with laughter at every word I’d repeat. I crack up too, the words being so close to Filipino. I try to memorize their faces in the hopes that they might memorize mine, meeting them for the first time and already wondering if we’ll ever see each other again.

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

 

5.30 pm. Kix, Res and I emerge from one of the best massages of our lives. Just an hour earlier we were almost sure at least one of us (myself) was going to disintegrate in the sun. The massage had given us back all the limbs and senses we were afraid of losing in the narrow Poppies Lane. We would have stayed longer, but now it was time for the greatest show on Earth.

We walk back to the shore in complete awe – suddenly Bali had become another shade of beautiful – the air, cooler, the colors, deeper. Agus lights up as he sees us return. The young surfers start handing out shots of vodka. The beach, which had been a lullaby all afternoon, was now brimming with people and conversations, everything and everyone alive – the sky, the wind, the waves, the street behind us. The sun sets, and we are set in motion – the anticipation, the possibilities, the thirst. The sky was on fire, and all our hearts, with it. There is a collective silence as the sun makes its descent, and it is absolute magic hearing this stillness, myself and all these silhouettes in the horizon, awake and living, at/for this moment in time.

Coral, then vermillion, then a great glorious gold. The sun plunges into the ocean. Scarlet, then crimson, then Alchemy, the deepest veils of purple flood the sky.

At night in Kuta, everyone lives, and everything begins.

 

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

The only thing
I knew,
is that I
was a second,
and she
was eternity.
I spun in
clocks
and she swirled
in stars and
I,
I did not
deserve her.

Christopher Poindexter

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Dianna Capco - Kuta, Bali

Aku cinta kamu, Bali. Selamat malam.

Thank you Kix and Res. ♥ I cannot wait to go back.

 

 

The life and presence this woman exudes is just incredible. The best way I can describe Kristy is that she is one of those beings that inhales light and exhales Star Quality. It is a trait so bewitching and rare, but I know it when I see it. A very special thank you to Gilded by Ruth de Castro for the beautiful Pin Up Girl styling, and the wonderful Makeup By Nicole Matta (Sacramento)!

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

 Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make the flesh that holds fast and binds eternity. They live inside the gift, know power, accept, and need not mention it. Why speak of time when you are Time, and shape the universal moments, as they pass, into warmth and action?

Ray Bradbury

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

You are a Deity in jeans and a t-shirt, and within you dwells the infinite wisdom of the ages and the sacred creative force of All that is, will be and ever was.

Anthon St. Maarten

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

 

True beauty is a ray
That springs from the sacred depths of the soul,
and illuminates the body, just as life
springs from the kernel of a stone and
gives colour and scent to a flower.

Khalil Gibran

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Kristy

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

I didn’t even know this girl.
But I wanted her to live.

Ageless Beauty
by Michelle Callanta-Toledo

Psyche was always supposed to be a C-section. A normal birth was just out of the question. I was going to get cut open, one way or another. After first learning that she was suhi – meaning she was positioned in my uterus to come out “butt first” – and remaining stubbornly that way for the duration of my term, the gynecologist advised that we would need to schedule a C-section, a “bikini cut” a.k.a. a horizontal cut just below the bikini line so that the scar remains concealed (so I can rock those sexy suits confidently during the summer). I didn’t mind that at all. Besides, I wasn’t too keen on getting my vag cut any wider than it probably already was. Of course, this also meant I could choose the date of her birth which was pretty cool – I chose June 23, the exact day of me and her father’s 9th “monthsary.”

I thought that would be funny.

But Psyche had other plans.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

She obviously wanted to be a Gemini rather than a Cancer. Perhaps she already knew it too because one minute, she was “sitting” comfortably and firmly on the bottom of my uterus. Then on the day of her FINAL checkup, 5 days before my scheduled C-section, she decides to flip over, making it possible to attempt a natural birth. On top of that, I was 3cm dilated and there was no way they would send me home that open.

So there I was in labor for four hours. But she refused to come out. Even when the doctor manually broke my water bag. She didn’t wanna slide out.

I don’t know if she realized with all of her flipping about…

She was dying.

Her heart rate dropped significantly, from a healthy wowwowowow to a frightening wow—–wow—–wow, the sound resonating through the entire “labor room” which I shared with 4 other women in labor. There were about 6 nurses all over me as they tried to resuscitate her – poking at her head with their fingers while I winced and writhed. I could see the panic they tried to conceal in their faces and I could hear the strain in their voices as they apologized and told me to relax, “just a little bit more.”

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

At that moment, I began a mental deal with God. You know that quick-ass, mile-a-minute monologue you have with yourself as you spew forth promises and sorries and regrets and pleas and bargains just as you are on the brink of a breakdown.

I asked Him to let me die if it would save her.

I didn’t even know this girl. But I wanted her to live.

I was done. I was thankful. It was her turn.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

At that moment, I began a mental deal with God. You know that quick-ass, mile-a-minute monologue you have with yourself as you spew forth promises and sorries and regrets and pleas and bargains just as you are on the brink of a breakdown.

I asked Him to let me die if it would save her.

And I’ve never been that ready and that sure about anything before in my life. Not even at my most splendid and mature and responsible was I ever that confident and unafraid about a decision. For once, I was in control. My mind was calm and clear.

I was at peace during that precise moment of chaos.

I was done. I was thankful. It was her turn.

Obviously, I’m not dead.

And this isn’t a sad story.

It’s actually supposed to be a story about my body and the changes it has gone through these past 30years. The naked truth if you will, and what this body has gone through, despite the years and the archetype, with these racy pictures to boot.

But after 30 years, I realized that that journey isn’t important.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

This is about getting a second-chance.

This is about knowing what you’re REALLY worth.

This is about acceptance and bigger pictures and knowing that this body is but a shell, but if God willing, and if you allow it, it can also be a shelter. A haven. A home.

And after you’ve had that “talk” with God, do you really think “maintaining a 20-year old body until I’m 80” is a priority?

NO.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

I gave birth to a healthy albeit slightly ashen 6lb. baby girl on June 18, 2007 via an emergency C-section.  A keloid has formed a dimpled red vertical scar an inch below my navel down to where that bikini-cut should’ve been. The bikini-cut that assured me a confidence and beauty past my twenties.

I still wear bikinis. Proudly.

My confidence and beauty is now six years old. It lives inside a beautiful, precocious, weird little Gemini.

My scar simply reminds me where to find it everyday.

Dianna Capco Photography - Michelle Turns 30

Happy birthday Michelle!!!