Piso pa rin ba?
O mas malamig pa sa piseta?
Ang agahan, pananghalian
at hapunan na pinagkasya
sa isang maliit kakarampot na supot
para ipagpalit sa pangarap
na papsikel, tutunawin lang
nang panandalian, isisikmurang sa paparating na pantawid sa tag-init.
As I was preparing for more exciting features for Lines of Lila, I tried out the Autodesk Sketchbook Flipbook and thought of making an animated teaser. It was fun! Watch the line breaker in action. Well…sort of. 😀
I’m sharing here my recent blog entry at Lines of Lila. Nothing much, just something I thought I’d write to critic and contradict myself. And yes, it’s about the self, hence, the title “selfie”. I hope you enjoy reading it.
(An excerpt from A selfie of an artist amid a day job, an e-store, bots, and trolls)
And a blog, too! I cringe at the thought of having to balance between life as I know it and life as I imagined it to be. But there’s barely a thin line between imagination and reality. Oftentimes, you jolt out of your reveries from a dog’s bark to find your actual place in this world. Well, frequently at this time and age, you locate yourself with a little help from Google map.
Selfie with a day job
I am aware that there are artists who keep their “day jobs” as visual artists, which is admirable, hence, as some would say, I’d fall under the category of a Sunday artist. Only problem is, I barely have a concept of days. My week comprised of a Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Yesterday, and Today. While on my “day job”, I’d daydream my way into believing that all the task I do is for the betterhood of art. Henceforth, the betterhood of the whole wide world. I’d weave around this mental cult without disbelief. I’d strive to reach the pinnacle of creativity, as a copywriter a la social media trumpet and a lot more. I’d suck art’s soul to its last breath. But a little empathy would grab me from the neck with a reprimand: “Leave the last breath for tomorrow. The rice is now boiling”.
Balancing the life of an artist and an employee, I’d realize at first that in my case, there’s really not much of a borderline…continue reading.
It’s been a while! But I’m back knocking at your computer screens to share with you some of my latest artworks at Lines of Lila. Featuring Lines of Lila 9 and 19, my own personal favorites aaaand, most importantly, these pieces are close enough to reflecting some of the major turn of events in my ever jumbly sense of muse-dom as of late. I hope you like them.
The heart’s temperaments, at times placid, at times undaunted, ceaselessly palpitate the very essence of life’s recurrences. Lines of Lila No. 9 breathes absolute mortality, infinite demise.
Lines of Lila No. 19 entails a feeling of disorientation toward the self. At the depths of one’s persona dwells obscured disarray side by side with a displaced sense of intimacy.
And also make you feel like one box is not enough, and you try to keep them all to yourself, and out of other people’s reach, especially those who mock your veganism. Vengeance!
In short, Rustic Garden‘s fresh, homemade vegan treats are every vegan’s wish fulfilled, especially if you have not one but 32 sweet herbivorous teeth like mine. From the no-frills, environment-friendly packaging to the tear-jerking, finger-licking yummi-ness that will tickle your taste buds to the nth divine level!
But that’s just the tip of the icing. The real deal: Rustic GardenIS100% vegan. ‘Nuff said.
Follow Rustic Garden Kuwait on Instagram to place your orders so nobody gets hurt, literally.
Ika nga ng madla na
para kupitan ng mga payasong
at dumura ng paanyaya
“Come on!” daw; ano daw?
tayo na raw makihiyaw
kasabay ng naguumpugang
boo at boos ng
tanggapan ng mga hilaw
na silang tambakan ng mga bill
na panggatong sa maluwang nilang bilbil, iii(>.<)iii.
Mata ni manong ay lumundag,
sa pag-ikot niyang roleta,
sinasahod kahit na lower,
minamahal naman ang higher
sa tuwing pataas nang pataas
nang pataas nang pataas;
100 na ang sumunog sa gaas,
80 ang tumutong sa bigas,
70 ang pumait sa asukal,
50 ang palaman sa pandesal, eee(~.~)eee.
At ang nangalumatang madla,
pinaglaway na lang ng kusa
sa isosyowkeyz na rangya
na pangkalawang sa bansa,
kahit lumangoy sa putik ay di nila kher
basta’t Juants to be a belyoner
sooooooo ang ispiking baaaaad
may premyong kadena’t sa araw ibibilad, uuu(^_^)uuu.