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.