October 21, 1951 - February 4, 2016
Mere words cannot describe Direk Rosauro "Uro" dela Cruz and his intense passion for life. Mirrored in his screenplays and photographs, for what we define in words and figures that cannot express the greatness of the man, the father, the teacher, and the brother whose loss left a void that is hard to fill.
True that a photograph is worth a thousand words and Direk Uro's life is a testament to this. A true storyteller by profession, his photographs hit you with that dreamy and haunting quality that no storyteller can spin or create. It hits you in the heart and in the gut. One might dismiss it as just an offshoot of his directorial profession, but to those who know him, who went along with him in both long ceaseless trips to the countryside to photograph or long drinking sessions where discussions on life, love, and light are brought to the table, these photographs are reflections on his beautiful and contemplative mind, and his love for a life that is simple and his passion for the printed image that he once said "should be held in your hand and not in a screen".
Looking back at his life in retrospect, his statement done in an interview about his passion for film photography hits one about his life and how proverbial he lived it. "Youre going in, you have thirty six shots and you have to capture or bring home the whole experience using thirty six shots.... so you ponder on the image for a long time before you take it" This statement sums up his meditative and pensive character that all shall surely miss. At death, one can imagine that Direk is the one in one of his photographs taken in Lukban, that one with a person in a bicycle, back to the camera, riding home after a days work to rest.
Salamat Direk Uro. Despite the limited "exposures" of your life's "spool" you have managed to bring home the whole experience. We all love you and till we meet again.