My iPhone starts blaring U2’s Beautiful Day at 3:45 AM. It’s supposed to be telling me to wake up. But I’ve beaten it by a good twenty minutes yet again. I take a quick shower, brush my teeth (and tits) and apply my moisturizer and sunscreen. Senna Enna’s roosters haven’t even started crowing but here […]Read more "Playing with Fire"
Death and taxes. They always say that nothing in this world is certain but those two. But looking back at some of my old photos, I would like to add bad haircuts to this very short list. Hello, I am Victor Platon and I will be your Grief Counselor-in-Chief. “What makes you qualified for this […]Read more "How to Grieve the Loss of a Parent"
We sailed over seas Searching for the missing key Unlock a new world harmony Climb the highest mountain range Then we took the longest train Looking for our perfect refrain I hear voices beneath the sky Bali, Indonesia | April 23 – May 1, 2017 © 2017 Victor John Platon All Rights Reserved. Follow Victor John on […]Read more "Sembilan Hari Di Bali"
The Manila Dragons. A whole lotta fire. A whole lotta water. A whole lotta heart. Photography: JL JAVIER Producer: VICTOR PLATON & PAOLO LORENZANA Creative Associate: BEA FAICOL Special thanks to GELO CIMAGALA and ERIC BANE of the MANILA DRAGONS. © 2017 Victor John Platon All Rights Reserved. Follow Victor John on his social media accounts Facebook: […]Read more "We Breathe Fire on the Water"
This piece originally appeared on TEAM MAG Online last year. For digital copies, download here. Follow us on social media here, here and here. Thank God for sassy women who can sing. Or divas, as we’ve exalted them. I’ve adopted many of their songs as personal anthems, if not emulated their moves on the dance […]Read more "The Effeminist’s Anthem"
Photography: SHAIRA LUNA Creative Direction: SHAIRA LUNA Producer: VICTOR PLATON Styling: VICTOR PLATON Models: EBOY FERNANDEZ, JOX GONZALES, VICTOR PLATON Shot on location at The Ramon Magsaysay CenterRead more "of_pastels_& _periwinkles.png"
Legend has it that I made a girl cry back in sixth grade. She shed tears not because we had verbal fisticuffs as I was prone to do but because, as a joke, I kissed her on the lips. The horror and panic of having the school’s only out and proud gay student plant a […]Read more "Hello, My Name is Judas"