Invitation Opening Day

Invitation

The opening exhibit was a success. Thanks to those who came out to support us. Thanks to Sir Jonathan's dad, Sir Romulo Olazo, Dean Colayco, Sir Malto and all those who were there. 

My personal shout out to Gab and her pet toy Labry (Lavigne?) eehheehehe, Tina, Kara, Aubrey, Randy, Midas, Bebeng and Mike (congrats in advance on your wedding!), to Glenn (hmf :P), to Ron and Andra (beer pa new found friends ehehehehe) and to class Y! As Jo would say it, rakenrol! :) 

For those who were not able to come, I'm posting a jpeg version of the essay that accompanied the exhibit yesterday :) 

:P

The heart never forgets, however, it moves on. 

Survivor

I've always been a fan of the Survivor series and now we have our very own version. There's nothing compared to seeing our own undergo the challenges -- and the scheming! the scheming ... already there are a few characters that I'm beginning to hate (I think). But there's also one who I'm rooting for thus far: Zita. Was impressed, first night, naglala ng bubong galing sa dahon ng niyog ang Zita. Bigyan nyo lang ng lagari at pako yan, makakagawa na yan ng dampa ehehehehhee. 

Watch Survivor: Philippines daily at 9:30pm on GMA-7 (of course, where else?)

Really hoping this comes after 24 Oras but then that'd be too early for me. hehehehe

Punta Kayo

Art is a persistent muse. Sometimes she is a haunting ghost; she appears and grabs and 
possesses. 

In this debut group exhibit entitled "Invitation", fifteen artists, all in their first year in the 
UP College of Fine Arts, meet with the muse and present the product of this engagement. 
Forming the framework of this exhibit is the challenge to interpret the poem "The 
Invitation," a prose poem written in 1999 by Oriah Mountain Dreamer who is an author of 
inspirational prose-poem and international best-selling books, The Invitation, The Dance 
and The Call: Discovering Why You Are Here. 

In accomplishing this task, each of the artists have to drawn on their knowledge and skills 
so far acquired and honed under the Visual Perception class under Thirteen Artists 
Awardee Jonathan Olazo. 

Perception is a crucial skill in tackling the challenge, specifically in this context and in art-
making in general; one poem but fifteen different ways of interpreting it, fifteen different 
ways of seeing the world. 

Fifteen different manifestations of the muse. 

Invitation runs from September 23-26, 2008 at the Corredor Gallery at the UP College of 
Fine Arts. The opening cocktails start at 6pm, September 23. 

Never Stop Dreaming

Hers came true for Charice.

Trial Sketches

This weekend is officially acad mode? Hehehehe. Doing another artwork for the exhibit. Need to get the plates done to free up two days. Exhibit is on the 23rd hehehe

Self ...

portrait. Dermatograph on black charcoal paper. 2008.

Oktoberfest in September

I. "facebooked" me and asked if Oktoberfest was meant for us, being both born in October, we'd like to think that the beerfest was scheduled for us. But we both, and we all do, know that it is not. But whatever.

A local beer company here in the Philippines have set up tradition and staged a similar feast.

I was lucky enough to cover the event last night in Pasig. A. was orignally scheduled to cover it. I didn't think I would go but I must admit I had planned on going despite having a work sched from 4-12mn ahehehehe. But A. fell ill and promptly the desk deployed me to replace her. WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

So there I was, I made it through the throng of people that lined up the street at the back of SM Megamll all the way through Julia Vargas St. and San Miguel Ave. where the main stage was set up.

Loved Rivermaya.

And Third Eye Blind.

Man, the last time I remember listening to their songs was when I was in early college. Good to hear their songs again (after being sidetracked to other music preferences in the years that followed).

The band debuted a new song, forgot the title but the first few melodies sounded a little bit like Maroon 5's "This Love" which I LIKE! hehehehe.

Will post photos soon. R. hijacked my cam to her weekend getaway. Dang. :(

Hehehe.

Summons

A really bad cold forced me to absent from work today which is not necessarily a bad thing because I have things to do for school. Our sem-ender group exhibit is scheduled on the 23rd and I've only finished one of two drawings (on 30x40 inch illustration board). 

I've been summoning the muse so to speak for the next drawing, short of lighting up incense and playing weird music (might actually do it hehehe), but she is nowhere to be found. I've done rough sketches and nothing is coming up. 

N. observes (and correctly so) that I write only when I'm on the extremes, either super depressed or super happy. The same could be said about drawings. There was a time when I filled canvass after canvass. This was in March when I have just broken up with J. 

This time, it's different which could mean that I'm neither sad nor happy. 

Or maybe empty?