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Do a blog!” That’s what his friend said, one evening, over drinks set on a glass table. Over there, the ash tray, some saucers, half empty now. His eyes follow a trail of glass upwards to the…
There is truly a man on the moon. He saw this the other night. The face, not much dissimilar from how artists conceived it in the early 1900s. The mouth set as a circle in a look…
Helplessly hoping her harlequin hovers nearby. Awaiting a word. Gasping at glimpses of gentle true spirit. He runs wishing he could fly only to trip at the sound of good-bye 3 friends could have said to each…
The looking glass is invisible. It is only a plane without a visible surface. And so we always mistake it for reality until we see how everything inside it is reversed. We feel more than know if…
It is because he is a wood carver that he thinks this way. Whatever tool he might use, the wood carver knows the surest way to shape the wood is by single strokes and cuts. He has…
The folk understanding of chicken lore requires a clear distinction made between a rooster and a cock. A rooster is only a male chicken. Cock suggests always the possibility of fighting represented always by its ideally regal…
This school year, he took his children out of school and enrolled them in a home-learning system. He understands he is taking an inordinate amount of risk with his own kids. But the decision to do this…
Call it “The rape of emotion”. Emotion is a word much abused in the context of art. Many scientific academics describe artists as people driven by emotions. Many artists fall into the fallacy and agree. Learned psychologists…
You must forgive him for writing this drunk. A rather long week precedes so many shots of Jack Daniels offered by a friend in friendship; which he could not refuse, because he is Filipino. There are certain…
He woke up as if from a nightmare he could not recall. He closed his eyes again, tried to recapture even the faintest image of a clue that might bring back into mind the story or picture…
One has to wonder how to correctly define independence. We are not a political subject of any colonial master. That much is at least true. And yet, it is often asked if we have truly come into…
They are irresolvable contradictions, arguments that can neither be won nor lost. And so they drift again into the endless conversation, the repartee, which is their form of dreaming. By this, their art defines itself. They talk…
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