..please, please.. sana may mangyari saking maganda. ang pangit ng araw ko kahapon. nakakatamad nang magkwento, kaya hulaan niyo nalang. please, utang na saakin to ng mundo. Please, SANA MAY MANGYARING MAGANDA. I really need this.
Me and Mek (I run like a pansy) from Jak's supersampler
These days, you just don't get time to rest anymore. Miss ko na second year! Atleast Rampqueen this Friday! Yes, excited na ako. Speaking of Rampqueen, nakita ko yung bassist si Zoilo sa Riverbanks. Haha. Di ko alam kung namukhaan niya pa ako. Hindi lang dahil sa Rampqueen, miss ko narin yung mga ateneo people. Including the Kilchi boys, I think they're gonna be there. Kitakita
A lot of things to get busied and excited about. So much for an almost weeklong vacation, sooo busy. Baguio was uneventful, but steady. SOBRANG STEADY! Wait for the videos.
Hey, if you're an artist, or you think you are, join up! http://www.artinsitemagazine.com/ Hope this magazine gets the break it deserves. Filipino artists have deserved this for so long.
Speaking of art, I officially started doing work on my Shell Art entry. Nothing much to talk about, yet. Kinuha kong model si Rose. Ang hirap magisip ng concept seryoso. Nga pala, I'll post a picture of my Artpetron entry soon.
RQ Fangirls ang fanboys! See you all this August 15th sa Club Dredd, Eastwood. Rampqueen Ohyeah! with Hansom and Tonight we sleep. Seey'all!
If I were a smiley right now, i'd probably be this smiley right here:
-_-
Just that I've been so exhausted all week, not that I did anything exhausting in particular, but I've been thinking a whole lot. Y'know. About art and about the people in my life. About family and stuff like that. I guess that whole "Intensity 8 Earthquake Prediction" just kinda shook my world and got me thinking if I can safely say that I am ready to die at this point in my life. & yes, it did cross my mind that it would kinda feel good being missed. You know, just somebody totally devoting every thought of mind to their own version of you in their heads. I don't know. Because that's what I find myself doing whenever somebody close to me dies. Its sort of the only 'tribute' I could muster. My little mind and its wings.
But yes, it did get me thinking. And yes, I feel that I am ready to die. Only I don't think it. If dying means having to leave my family, my mom most especially, then dying is not something I am ready for. If dying means having to sit through an entire ceremony of close friends and family crying over my dead fucking body. I think all that attention is not something I can handle. Dying sucks! But besides that, dying seems like no fucking deal. So what's my point? Friends and family make dying seem just a bit harder, for me, and I think for everyone else. So please, God, spare us!
Kakatapos lang rin ng isang matinding birthday party ni Raffy. Malabong maging malabo. Yun lang ang masasabi ko.
Nung isang araw, naglakad-lakad ako sa Quiapo at nakascore ako ng Nikon na SLR for 1,500php, pero madumi yung lens. Pinalinis ko nalang for 300php, so parang bumili ako ng 2k na SLR. Okay narin di ba? Hindi eh. Kasi sawa na ako sa kinginang photography. Gusto ko nalang magpinta.
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Inquisition symphony no.4 the blind prisoner by CJ Tanedo
Gawa yan ni CJ Tanedo. Isa sa pinakamalupit na pintor na kilala ko. Paborito ko ang mga gawa niya, lalo na yung pagpahid niya at paggamit niya ng blue at orange, ang ganda ng halo. Ito website niya kung gusto niyo pa tumingin ng mga iba niyang gawa. Alumni siya ng Painting Department sa uste.
The Weight of the Water by Ivan Roxas
Ito pa isang malupit na alumni ng Painting, si Ivan Roxas. Malamang kung taga-Cfad kayo, matunog na yung pangalan niya. Sikat siya sa kanyang photorealism. Ito ang isa sa mga paborito kong gawa niya. Unang beses ko itong nakita sa mismong gallery pa ng Beato. Napaiyak nalang ako sa galing. Ito naman website niya.
Gusto ko lang ipromote ang galing ng mga pintor natin sa Pilipinas. Hindi kasi napapansin masyado, pero ang mga pintor natin ang iilan sa mga pinaka-malupet sa mundo. Ano ang point ko? Madalas lang kasi napagiisahan ang mga fine arts. Minsan nagiging reputasyon namin ang mga wala nang mabagsakan na course na nagtatapon ng pera at nagsasayang ng oras - "mga hindi marunong magbasa!" ika nga ng isang nakasalubong namin na taga Tourism. Hindi totoo yan. Bilangin mo ang mga sikat na doktor sa Pinas at ang mga kinarangalang pintor sa Pinas. Iilan ang mas kilala? Bilangin mo ang sikat na mga abogado sa Pinas at ang mga kinarangalang skulptor sa Pinas. Iilan ang mas kilala? Hindi mo ba alam ang kultura natin ay binuo sa sining? Nakaukit yan sa ating balat at nakahalo sa dugo, at ikaw itong proud na proud na maging alipin ng ibang bansa? P'we. Nakakaawa kayo.
Haha. Tunog galit na ba ako? Hindi naman. Naiirita lang ako kapag naalala ko yung kwento ng mga taga-Tourism na iyon.
They weren't kidding when they told me junior year was gonna be so busy, and so fucking expensive! By the end of this month I would have spent more than 10k on requirements alone! That's our 4k fieldtrip to Baguio and a second-hand SLR for Photography class. That of course does not include a multitude of gargantuan canvasses for various art competitions and whatnot. (+ a stupid fucking textbook). Art school is for rich bastards! AND I FUCKING HATE IT! Die die die!
Btw, I got a mohawk. & I'm feeling better. I'm almost halfway through my Art Petron painting. It looks promising. For my painting I got the kids from the neighborhood to all participate, my youngest sister Nicole's friends. I wish I had a camera so I could take a picture and show all of you my progress, but I don't. I had to excusemyself from attending school for an entire week just to get through half of this 3x4 foot painting.
I think the Painting Department is going downhill. Our plates are more about quality than quantity. Its stupid. What I'd like the department to do, hopefully, maybe, if anyone's listening, just a suggestion. Give us largescale plates on a 2-3week work-time basis. Let's face it, It's impossible to do both studies and the painting itself in less than a week, unless you'de want to end up with something mediocre, which is really what most of everyone's plates are looking like right now. Not only that, require us to not just show our works, but to explain our works as well. (This might also help avoid those who pay other's to do their plates.) It's basically trying to get everyone amped up and excited about their paintings.
Kaya maraming tamad kasi walang sense of accomplishment ang bawat plate.
Yun ang problema. I just needed to let that out my chest.
This whole week has cleansed me and made me realize just how much of my life has been going down the drain. Somebody up there really hates my ass. My life has come to a point where (I'm sorry everyone) but there seems to be nobody I can trust or turn to anymore. I feel frustrated about everything going and not going on with my life. I feel shut down from the world, No, more like the world has turned its back on me. I have no one to blame really but myself. I am half-assed and half-baked. I have been passionless for years. (It's true!) I am a jerk to most people. I am a bad brother, a bad friend, a bad son, a bad person. I think I realize what my problem is: the more people get to know me, the more they realize how much they have always hated me. Its either that or the other way around really. I have grown to hate people so much, you wouldn't want to know.
Right now, I'm in the middle of doing a painting for Art Petron. I'm thinking if no one wants to take me seriously than I should take myself seriously. I need to win this competition SO BAD. Its come to a point where its a matter of life and death. I need to prove something to myself - that I am still worth something.
I think its about time that I finally did something with my life. I have not been a person of words lately, as some may have noticed. I think if there's one thing I have learned in this life its that most of the time, words just aren't enough.
In about an hour from now, me and Raffy will be giving out a walk tour for the freshmen painting section. I don't know why we've been picked, but we have. Personally, I don't know much about the campus. Poor kids. I haven't had a minute of sleep since yesterday and I'm feeling a bit groggy. During my long extended summer weekend, I did nothing but play the first ever Final Fantasy game (Mystic Quest), and I finished my Death Note dvd. Sabaw. I am currently scared of school.
Uy, kumusta ka na? Alam mo bang iniisip kita. Noong isang araw pa nga, napanaginipan kita. Lagi nalang ata kitang napapanaginipan.Bakit ganoon? Kung kelan mawawala ka na nga dapat sa isipan ko, bigla ka namang bumabalik. Hindi ko kasi kaya, sumasabog ang puso ko kapag naaalala kita. at sa tuwing nakikita kita, pakiramdam kong parang nung unang beses kitang nakita. Naaalala mo pa ba iyon? Alalang-alala ko pa, pero siyempre ikaw hindi na. Ang mga panaginip ko, sakin lang yun. Ang mga nararamdaman ko, sakin lang din yon. Binibiro na nga ako ng puso ko, pati ba naman ng mga panaginip ko. Pasensya na, napadalaw lang.
Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 random things, facts, goals, or habits about yourself. At the end, choose 10 people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave them a comment (you're it) and to read your blog for instructions. You can't tag a person who has tagged you. Since you can't re-tag me, let me know when you've posted your blog so I can see the answers.
1. I love music, SO MUCH! I know I talk about it a lot, but I really do.
2. I can turn my lower lip inside out. That's my only weird talent.
3. i'm VERY single. I am also Very picky. I know I don't have the right to be though. I can't help it. I want things to be perfect this time.
4. I'm a sentimental person, and I know it doesn't show.
5. I hate yuppies. Yuppies, stay away!
6. I have this thing for girls who look like cats. .................................. weirded out ka na ba?
7. May pina-Harana na ako. Secret! HAHA!
8. I'm Torpe. So torpe, you wouldn't know. Di ba? di ba? You don't know?
9. Goal, Ok, short goal muna: to learn Realism. Haha. How geeky is that?
10. I'm a pretty optimistic pessimist. Only smart people would know what this means.
Wow. Pinawisan ako don a. This was a pretty hard meme. I tag everyone whose bored
I semi-ran away from home a few days ago. It's a long story. I just don't feel like going home. I did something stupid, let's just say. Currently I'm staying at the dorm. It feels awkward being there with just Pedz and Lesly. It feels like i'm interrupting in on something important.
I just enrolled a while ago. I got my sched finally.
Yan ang sched! Wala kaming pasok ng Thursday! Haha!
Last night was FUCKING AMAZING! I saw lots of people there: Rex, Maika, Petra, Reca, Magno, Pam, Niche, the Nimb boys, and lots of familiar faces! Everyone was there! Well, not everyone. I'm betting not more than a thousand people were there, which kinda had its perks. There was a lot more moving & breathing room around. The venue was perfect! Standing room, fully air-conditioned, smoke-able, drink-able, and the stage was so fucking near the crowd it was mind-blowing. I saw people from every social circle possible. It was almost one big giant grand eb. Haha! I spent the night with sister, Raffy and Osang.
Thursday's set was incredible! There was a small moshpit somewhere in the center and I saw someone lose their shoe. It was hilarious. The best part was when Thursday got to play some of their older songs. (The only songs I'm familiar with, truthfully).. songs like Understanding in a Car Crash, Autobiography of a nation, Jet Black New Year, and finishing things off with an explosive Cross Out the Eyes! (I finally got to mosh to that song. It's been a dream since highschool.!!!) All in all, Thursday got to play 15 songs and their set lasted for over an hour.. and just to prove how near the stage was to the audience, I saw some hands caressing Geoff Rickley's face. God, speaking of Geoff Rickley. I met him, last night, backstage. Haha! I shook his hand! and he signed my old school Full Collapse album inlay
Line of the night, (sometime after the 5th or 6th song) : "Are you tired manila? ..................Cause we're not even fucking halfway yet!"
The Gintong Susi organization will be holding their very own best works exhibit, entitled "Top Notch". Come and see the best artworks from our pool of talented and young artists. The venue will be at the Shotlist resto&gallery which will be found along kalayaan road near pan de manila, the grand opening will be on May 17, saturday, (Today!!!) 6pm. The exhibit will run up to June 5.
Hey everyone, I'm inviting you all to go. I have some works there, as do Pedz, Paul and Mek. Do come. Entrance is free, Free food and drinks too. The place is also a shop. If you're into independent films, robots, tofu and really vintage toys, they sell them real cheap there. Also if you're into wine and german beer, they have them too. The place is relatively new (only a month old), and we'll be de-virgnizing it tonight. Come come come! Here's the map if you're lost:
Yes, and big thanks to Petra for the unbelievable good news. Someone just had to tell me, I am so in the dark these past few days. I am so fucking excited (!!!)
I swear, one of the bands to best describe my second year highschool days, along with Glassjaw and Deftones. Fucktabulous people. I love you! Here are the lyrics to Cross Out The Eyes.
Let's call this the quiet city: Where screams are flet as a wave of stoplights Drive through the the streets as gunshots punctuate the night The sides we take divide us from our faith And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire
Asleep you set the fire in your own house And the night was a knife that cut And I'm paralyzed
Cross out the eyes Blur all the lines Tearing this canvas from the wall We crossed out the eyes Put lines through these cries We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed Hear voices from another room "It happens all the time" But July in the sand Then the leaves that fall And counting down our days to live.... Drain the blood from this valentine.
"We can rise on the wings of the dove See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke We can rise like candles in the dark your always" and an envelope marked with your new address
It was the first time face to face I'm crossing the line Talking to the other side of death Hearing the words that choke memories into flatlines I'm calling your name hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away
Our fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field stretched out of this world into the sound of a trace of blood in a love song What can we do to put a stop to the coming white days? I'm hoping the snow will push these dreams of you away
See, Incubus came twice. I didn't go. Because I was saving my money for a moment like this. Oh yes, emo in its glory days. They just don't make emo with lyrics like these anymore. (Red Jumpsuit-fucking-what?) Haha! I envy you Geoff.
You know the funniest thing about the fake world of WORK is, you meet a lot of Real people there. I made a lot of friends. & eventhough those past three weeks of my summer was one of the slowest three weeks I've ever had, there were a lot of good memories. From our small coffee breaks in 711 (Cafe 24/7's French Vanilla is to diefor btw,) to our 15 minute yosi breaks where we'd often have to run down several flights of stairs for just one stick. We were thrown from executive hellhole to executive hellhole, from Jupiter, to The Fort, and finally to Ortigas. Working made me realize just how much I really loved my major, Painting. And though I can't say that I am never working again, Ahem, all in all it was a fun experience, and not to mention, a good trophy for my resume' whenever I might need one in the future. I MISSED PAINTING SO MUCH. Speaking of which, we're having an exhibit this Saturday.(!!!) Send you all the details in a few whenever they're ready. I missed all of you. I'm gonna be doing a lot of catching up these last few weeks of summer. & by that, I mean a lot of sleeping and a lot of bumming around. Hey, what else is there to do?
I am leaving you all for the next three weeks. I got a job, in Makati, the sellout that I am. I'll be experiencing what the young adults call, "The Real World." (Nothing is as fake, believe me. But I need to buy a videocam soon, for my own 'fake world' expeditions.) See you all!
