undone

Monday, August 8, 2011

8 things i wish to do before i pass away

8 paint a hundred dawns/sunsets

7 ride a horse

6 watch (again) the completed animated series “Avatar:The Last Airbender”

5 see Corrinne May perform live.

4 publish a book

3 put up (or at least initiate) a Peer-Helping-Peer Center for the handicapped

2 live in a house by the sea

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no.1 is something that i can’t share as of yet. let’s just say that i am a bit superstitious when it comes to it..  you know, might get jinxed..

of art, computer, and earning a living

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I am currently on the lookout for ways to personalize bags, pillows and shirts with photos and prints. I am considering making a little online business out of my art since its the only way i can fuse art, computer, and entrepreneurship into one. They are the 3 things i enjoy doing, and some of the few things i feel I am really good at.

I found a lot of creative ideas and inspiration about photos on canvas, expression t-shirts, talking pillows, and huggies online and they get me pretty excited and pumped up. Now all I need is at least 15k to start up and get me going.

Sigh. 15k.

Back to earth yeyey..

down with the cold

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

brrr.. though I love the rain, i don’t really like the cold temp that goes with it, especially on mornings when I have to get up and take a bath or do something which involves water. I can’t stand temperatures below 25 degrees centigrade. My veins ties themselves up into hard knots, my nails turns purple, my breath becomes shallow and my tummy starts to tremble inside.

That is why I stay away from places with centralized aircons like hotels and malls, esp theaters. Unless that is, if I have someone to snuggle up with– preferrebly my palangga . If he’s not around, I would stay out if I can help it.
Watching movies or malling is no fun alone anyway, don’t you agree?

The cold weather here in San Carlos makes me feel lazy and sick and simply unproductive. I can’t do anything much but stay in bed in 3 layers of clothing and socks just trying to keep warm. And with the way my luck is going these days, trying to fight the Flu.

Sigh. Been meaning to buy snuggies for the longest time but never got around to it. These stuff I have are sorry excuse for blankets, my stockings are made of thicker stuff!

Rotten Tomato

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

I just literally bumped into a man in uniform (yea, a policeman) and was almost thrown into a building wall with the impact. He just continued on without even blinking, a euphoric look in his face and a lazy to his gait. Obviously, the man has just had his pot.

It is ironic that these men who are supposed to be law enforcers, men who have sworn to protect us, are also the ones we need protection from. I must admit though, there is still a percentage of their populace that are honorable and trustworthy, the incident just made me realize that power indeed makes one vulnerable to corruption and immoralities, not immune to it. I don’t have to point out what would be the outcome of a community where law enforcers become law breakers themselves.

As far as I know, a regular drug screening is being conducted for these law enforcers — all public officials for that matter undergo these testing. Or is that just a pretense at equality and to give the public a false sense of security? I just hope that that is not the case: that the drugged policeman i just bumped into is an isolated incident, just an unfortunate encounter with a rotten tomato that will be thrown out soon into the garbage. If not.. is there still hope for this country?

a portrait of a friend

Monday, July 5, 2010

 

Friends (and fans ) meet Jo, a fellow endangered specie. I used to call her gypsy (she doesn’t like that though).. because she’s always up and around, going where the smell and the roar of the ocean was, climbing rocky mountains and sleeping under the stars. For me, she had always been a free spirit; a young girl with wings on her feet and a seemingly insatiable hunger to explore. We were in college when i did this portrait of hers which i intended to give as a farewell present when she went to Cyprus to work. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to see her off so the drawing stayed with me.. 17 years has passed since and i’ve forgotten all about this drawing already. 

Now I am seeing it — seeing her — in a whole new light. I see a woman full of courage, not just a girl who dared. I see a woman who persevered and worked hard, not just a girl who dreamed. I see a woman wisened and toughened by hardships,and not just a girl with a very  pretty face.

trippy grafitti

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Ever had that moment when you find yourself with nothing to do and you don’t have anything with you but a pen and paper? Doodling and squiggling had been a favorite pastime of mine since I was a kid, but unfortunately there are only a few products of that pastime that I can consider remotely close to being an artwork. Now here’s somebody who do just this and turns his visual ramblings into amazingly cool creations. Some of his works are just simply impressive. Not convinced? Visit glix’s Trippy sketches and you be the judge.

Construction Paper Giftbags

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Do you have some extra construction papers loitering your office desk? You could save them from the paper shredder and put them to good use by spending a little of your break time making personalized gift bags. Here’s how:

1. Deconstruct/take apart a used gift bag and use it as a pattern for your construction paper gift bag.

2. If a single construction paper is not enough, paste two or more paper together to accomodate your pattern. Trace, cut, glue, and fold the paper accordingly, following the creased lines of your pattern. You can make as many bags as you wish

3. Create holders by braiding 2-3 pcs. of construction paper strips together. Punch holes near the open part of your bags for the holders.

4. Design and personalize your gift bags using markers, colorful cut-outs, stickers, or basically anything that is available to you. Make your bag as simple or as fancy as you like.

These gift bags are great to hold that nearly-forgotten birthday gift or those occasional, spur-of-the-moment show of thoughtfulness.

unrequited

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

I have always been fascinated with children. There is something irresistible – something  so endearing in them that draws me. Looking at one now, sitting in his father’s lap opposite me in the overcrowded jeepney, I am being regarded back with an equally steady gaze. He is about two, with a slightly flat nose, wide forehead and curly hair.

Just like a cherub… I smiled down at him – can’t help it. He just keep staring at me with unflinching eyes and open curiousity. What is he thinking? Is he wondering why I smiled at him? That I look weird? That my nose look like his toy automobile? Or maybe I look like his stuffed toy….

As though reading my thoughts, the boy gingerly touched his nose with a finger. I almost laughed aloud.

After a while, he lost interest in me and shifted his attention to the woman seated next to his father & himself, probably his mother. He asked her something but his little voice was lost in the noise of the vehicle’s engine & the blare of what was supposed to be music from the jeepney stereo. I heard the father saying something about the mother going to work as he called “sa lugar lang”. to the driver.  As the mother stood up to come down the jeep, the boy smiled lovingly up at her & said “Babay Mama”. The mother didn’t even turn her head or said a word. When she was across the street, the boy waved and called again. She just continued walking, never once glancing back to the boy who was so dangerously leaning out of the jeepney window. Nobody seemed to mind that little scene but I did.

I felt the hot tears of indignation in my eyes. How could she? How could that woman simply ignore her child’s affections? The child’s face had been so full of adoration, of pure and honest love while he bade his mother goodbye. How did she manage to turn her back, just like that, without even bothering to acknowledge she heard him? A million reason she may have, but it still won’t be enough for me. I looked at the child and the eyes that met mine were now sad….

father and son

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

This is a beach scene i saw during my short stay at Paradiso Beach Resort, Pulupandan, Philippines.

i don’t know why, but painting this scene comforted me..  somehow it was for me a quiet assurance that in the midst of all the chaos & complexities of life, some things remain unchanged.. untouched.. uncomplicated..

Like the sun hugging the horizon.

Like the love of a father for his child.

prayers in a bottle

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

in the wake of the recent loss and tragedies brought about by typhoons Ondoy and Peping, i was inspired to draw this.  12″x12″ pencil drawing on watercolor paper 

brgy. kalamay

Friday, November 13, 2009

an attempt at humour = CORNY    The original strip is in black and white. This was colored in using MS Paint.

I like the colors at least.

tok en tex

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

The original dialogue in this strip is in my native tongue, hiligaynon so i made a copy and tagalogized it using MSpaint.  This one’s for my no.2 fan, duduy 

 

there’s gotta be more!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Every third week of October, our town celebrates the Masskara Festival, a week full of merry-making activities wherein the locals wear happy masks, don colorful costumes and dance on the streets. It is a well-attended celebration despite the bad weather that usually accompanies it.

Today though, we missed the usual rains. For a change, the weather was pleasantly warm and clear, and there was nobody parading around looking like drowned, grinning rats. I feel it was our best festival yet. . But apparently, not everyone felt the same way.

We were watching the last of the dance parade pass when my three-year old niece Althea asked, her brows furrowed:

“Is the Masskara over, Mama Ye?”

“Yes  dear,” I said, thinking she must be tired. She had been listless eversince the parade began, watching the whole event distractedly. “Weren’t they all wonderful?”

“Yes,” she said impatiently, looking up the clear, blue skies “but when’s the rain coming?”

komikera

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I‘m a big fan of  witty comics and cartoons. My first treasured reading material was Funny Komiks  not Mother Goose’s Nursery Rhymes or Grimm’s FairyTales (i’ve memorized my first nursery rhyme and learned about Cinderella in College, while i was volunteering at a daycare center) I learned to read through Niknok and Planet op da Eyps. My greatest hero then was Mahimud Ali, the carabao version of the great boxer, Ali.

   Matsutsu,Mahimud Ali and Niknok were but a few of my fave comic characters

Then during my teen years, i got hooked with the Super Friends of the DC universe, the Fantastic Four and all those beautifully drawn comic superheroes.

       My highschool berks have superpowers!

 Recently, i’ve been following Polgas of Pugad Baboy and Peanuts in the dailies. These quick, witty shorties somehow makes my day complete. Cartoonists like the late Charles Schulz, brothers Pol and Lan Medina, and my brother Lex (he used to make tons of comics -his very own- when he was only 10 years old) are but a few of those i admire in the field of cartooning.

  So what kung mababaw kaligayahan ko? hehehehe

Anyway, I tried my hand at cartooning once, since i was really into it. Here are my first few attempts at about… twelve years ago. I still use them as demo materials for my summer art workshops

  Kurdapya da Sosyalera, Pidel Vamos, & Elvis da Karaoke King are a few of my first cartoons

 I will be posting some of my own comic strips after this, but don’t hold your breath. They’re nothing short of corny.

and speaking of comics… i have this friend who has this H-U-G-E collection of anything comic (and if you ask me, i think he’s one too Visit my friend  Gnel in his comiclab to see what i mean.

in the spotlight

Thursday, October 8, 2009

  

I found this drawing gathering dust in my baul after cleaning up (a time-consuming job considering the amount of basura i hoard in my small bodega..er.. bedroom) and i thought i’d play around with it using the spotlight effect in Ulead Photo Express, hacked edition. After experimenting with white, yellow, and red spotlights, I’ve come up with a few interesting results. i can’t make up my  mind which one i like most, so i posted all 3. Tell me what you think…

 By the way, here is the original drawing… methinks the nose is worse than penny’s drawing. i so hate drawing noses! 

   
  

corrupted memories

Friday, October 2, 2009

A careless technician made my PC crash the other day, and now, I can no longer access the hard  disk. . I’ve had this computer for 8 years and i have stored all my important data in there. It contained over a hundred gig of priceless junk, a compilation of video and music collections, and a huge database of documents and images i’ve hoarded for most of 8 years.

Needless to say, I am terribly unhappy and frustrated. I have done everything to be able to recover/repair/reformat the disk and already sought the help of the best technicians i know, all to no avail.

8 years of my life was in that disk. How ironic that it only took but 8 secs to lose it. 8 years of a colorful, eventful online life and i have no single byte of data to show for it..

Now I am staring at my hard disk sitting at the top of my computer table– a steel coffin of 8 years worth of memories and learnings and hard work.

:(

 

life’s pauses

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

 

“How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust, unburnish’d, do not to shine in use,
Life piled on life
Were all too little,
and of one to meLittle remains”.
(from Tennyson’s “Ulysses”)

 A s a philosphy of life and living, the above lines certianly can’t be beat. TO live a full life and a useful one has been the theme of many a writer’s work. Only cowards shy away from looking life straight in the face and accepting whatever it has to mete out to you.

I had always prided myself on trying to live by these favorite lines of mine. I had always though i succeeded in making every phase of my life, whatever it brought, a more welcome and greater challenge on my resourcefulness than the previous phase. But this time last year, i was so steeped in loneliness and self-pity that i did not think a pause was “dull”. I did not even think it good enough. I wanted a full stop. Period. I though that even to breathe was too much of a painful effort.

But thank God for the many chores of daily existence that clamor for attention. Chores that heretofore i had looked on with disdain as too trivial for me to even think about. These, i believed in the arrogance of my youth, in the “lustihead of my powers “, were not the stuff that Ulysses had in mind. These are not what he meant by the high adventures of life and living, adventures that need the “burnish’ed shining sword ” of action.

Tonight, as i look back on the past year, i realize that indeed we cannot pause, “make an end”. There are too many things that one has to do from day to day. Hold the baby on one’s lap while her mother is in the kitchen; kiss better a three-year-old’s bump on the forehead; walk the dog out; listen to a friend’s rants and raves on the phone, or even just sit drowsily and watch the lazy afternoon slipping quitely by. All these, prosaic and ordinary things that Elizabeth Barrett Browning had in mind of “everyday’s most quiet need by sun and candleligth “, must be done. Someone must do them and maybe there is nobody else but oneself.

To know that one is needed for any reason whatsoever, even just for being oneself and being there, is the most healing though that can fill the spirit. Also, conversely, we must make it known that we need others. That the other whom that we need must be made to know how much we need him. Perhaps he too will feel this healing of the spirit. It seems we can never get done with life and living. No matter if of one’s last lifetime little remain; we always say, “A little while i fain would linger yet “, for is it not so that we all have “promises to keep”, and “miles to go before i sleep “.

 

my 8 realities

Friday, September 11, 2009

1 God loves me because of who God is, not because of anything i did or didn’t do.

2 Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift. Small miracles happen to ordinary people day by ordinary day. There is a grace in knowing what might have been but wasn’t, and blessing in living a day when nothing special happens but life just works.

3 burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. i don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.

4 my job won’t take care of me when i am sick or helpless. My family and friends will. No amount of work or money can keep me from them.

5 Whenever I am asked if i could do a particular task, I just tell ‘em “Certainly!”. Then I get busy finding out how to do it.

6 i always try to see the good and the beautiful in everything and everyone. When i can’t, i just close my eyes because it is only then that i can really see.

7 those who matter don’t judge me… those who judge me, don’t matter.

8 i am beautiful. i am needed. I am blessed. i am loved.

luna: the phases of a woman

Thursday, September 10, 2009

luna series

 

luna nueva

luna creciente

media luna

luna llena

I painted this series in celebration of the women’s month last March 2006. It is a 4 part painting framed as one, and it was used for a backdrop for a pro-women tv program, “The She Factor” on Sunshine Channel.

I regret not having paid more detail into these paintings because they had already been widely published.  There are so many areas that i have overlooked and needed to improve.. Now that i’ve come to see them on screen, the paintings look anime-ish.

But then again, its my biggest work on a canvas so far, and i love how the colors turned out.

a stairway to nowhere

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Not every road takes us far.. and not every stairway takes us up to a higher place. 

 

 

This is a photo of what remained of centuries old Alunan Mansion  in our neichborhood. Used my low-resolution cameraphone for it, and applied a green filter to achieve a surreal effect. Not bad huh?

du-et ala carte

Thursday, August 13, 2009

ladies and gentlemen…… a duo to watch out for!

in expectation

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

  

i forgot the name of this cave that Carmel, Jo and I discovered in one of our spur-of-the-moment-travels.. but it is somewhere in a secluded beach in Hinigaran.. The water there was warm in the evenings and the sunsets were spectacular. When we were inside the cave, i noticed this rock formation silhoutted in the sunset..

Quite interesting isn’t it?

dawned

Monday, August 10, 2009

I woke up to this beautiful dawn in Guimaras. All the world faded away as i watch God at work with one of his masterpieces, and i sit in awe and wonder at the realization that the GOD who made all these majestic works, is also THE god who made me.

I am one of His masterpieces.

How cool is that?

…hugged

Sunday, August 9, 2009

took this photo (using my low resolution cameraphone) from the 4th floor of the Riverside Medical Center while my niece, Althea, was sleeping with a 40 degree fever in her hospital bed.

Somehow, it gives me a feeling of peace.. and certainty..

That no matter what we do.. No matter what happens.. God is always there, watching over us.

Taking care of us.

thoughts under construction

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Hi.. thanks for dropping by.. haven’t posted anything yet. Mind’s too occupied with work to play chase with words. 

Kindly come  back another time. Please?

 Thanks. hugssssssssssssss.

pool trouble!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

   A friend of mine was giving her 3-year old niece Janielle swimming lessons at a local resort when it started raining. For a while, the little girl didn’t seem to mind, and kept flinging her arms in the water in her own unique swimming stroke. Then, as though suddenly remembering something, she dashed out of the water and ran towards a nearby cottage.

 

 ”Janielle”, her aunt called out, alarmed, and started after her. “Is something wrong darling?”

 

 ”It’s raining!” Janielle replied, “we’re gonna get wet!”

oo nga naman! hehehehe!

the youtube dream

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Ever wonder if you can be an overnight youtube sensation like that Beiber boy or that little girl from Laguna, Charice Pempenco? Of course, theirs is a difficult feat to match, with thousands viewing their videos everyday, millions per month. But who knows? If you have that talent or gift or whatever they call that special thing that makes you shine among others, and the drive to pursue that dream, you may just well be the next youtube superstar.

Every artist and entertainer in this generation knows the value of being popular in youtube. In fact, youtube promotion has become an essential part of their publicity stints. Whyever not, when Google’s Youtube has become a household name in many countries worldwide, thus, it can be said that popularity in youtube = popularity worldwide.

Now back to your dream of being the next Justin Beiber… its never too early to start. Show off your best videos (yes, your BEST, not just a vid of you singing or dancing after you just got off the bed) and get yourself published at youtube, then spread that youtube link like crazy; in facebook, myspace, twitter, mirc, even on your cp. Don’t limit yourself! You can further get more youtube views by joining traffic exchange sites, and if you have bucks to spend, buy auto-viewing softwares that gets you up to 400 views per day effortlessly.

So, choo! Go. Now na. Be a good boy/girl and do as I say. Every dream is worth the chase, you’ll see.  

reliable cheap printing services

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

 If you are looking for quality but inexpensive campaign or marketing materials like leaflets, flyers, business cards, letterheads, stickers and company brochures, there’s a one-stop shop for all your promotional needs. Theprintingpress.co.uk offers cheap printing services: cheap leaflets, cheap business cards, and the likes. They offer business packages that will fit even the most budget-conscious businessman. They are also giving away discount coupons to those interested, and if you live in Mainland UK, delivery of orders will be free of  charge.

cool plates!

Monday, October 8, 2007

I’m always on the lookout for things that are unusual, funny or unique, so if I have blogs like this one here, just patronize me.. I just have to share them.

I was riding the jeepney when I saw this old buggy with the plate number that says “BITE M3″. I thought that was just the car owner’s idea of a joke. Fake plate. But when I got online, I found out it was registered, and there was a lot more of ‘em around! See here:

 

I think it’ll be cool to have one like this on my car, my very own, unique Private Number Plates. It would say “YE YEY” in hot red print.

That is, IF and when I get to own a car. LOL.

to Ask or Not to ask, that is the Question..

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

The strange, the silly, the shocking, the stupid. Ask it, and it probably was already asked and answered in AnswerBuddha.com.

 I just stumbled across this site today and spent a couple of hours browsing through the questions and information. It was amazing to know what questions some people can come up with, and i was quite entertained, to say the least. Some questions and answers are very informative and helpful, and some are downright absurd. See for yourself and expect the unexpected in this one of a kind site!