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We went to the Ad Congress in Subic and we didn’t even get a stupid shirt.

We did bring home something better :)

Maki’s radio commercial about having curly hair and headaches won us a Bronze Award




Jao and Rommel’s TV commercial about the ABC’s of driving was awarded
Bronze in Film, Bronze in Editing, and a Silver in Art Direction.



Brandie and Tin’s LOTUS SPA won a whole lot of awards, including BEST OF MEDIUM and a Gold Award. Their works for Ponstan, Bonamin, and PAWS got them several awards as well. (Will upload the complete list when I get it)




I didn’t get to bring home any award, but I did get the chance to give Neil Gaiman copies of TRESE. I can’t remember what I said when I was finally in front of him and he started to flip through the pages of our work. I suddenly realized what Hob Galding or (dare I compare myself to) Will Shakespeare as they stood in front of Morpheus. Gaiman was just this great presence, this prince of stories, and I wished I could’ve said more than whatever it was I said.



Leigh was the one who hosted the Q&A during “The Gathering of Dreamlings and Nightmares” and even got to chat with Neil about pens backstage.

Charles “Jimmy Olsen” Tan attended (almost) every single Neil Gaiman event, recorded it, and transcribed it. Read / listen to all of it at his site, then give that man an award!
http://charles-tan.blogspot.com/2007/11/neil-gaiman-philippines-compedium.html

And that’s about all I could type and link and post for now.

Comments

Rachel said…
um excuse me, you DID get a stupid shirt! from me, remember?? XL??? hehe

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