Category: Art & Review
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still an egg
Just in case you forgot. I am an egg. 1. seriously, i can’t 2. don’t feel like doing anything 3. ahh…I want to live a stable life. nope, never. 4. if you’re going to be late anyway, why don’t you stay back a year? 5. who cares about the weather, i don’t go out anyway…
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ArtFairPH 2016 (a photodump)
I went to the ArtFairPH last February to satisfy my ravenous appetite for art, good company and pretentious wine. I went first on a Friday night with C (and there’s a long story there involving traffic, impulsive life decisions, a potted plant, and a job interview), then on Saturday afternoon with my sis. I will say that…
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life’s overflowing
Love is happiness when your beloved is happy. There’s a twinkle in your eyes, it suffocates me — with warmth. You’re blushing. I’m blushing. I’m so incandescently happy for you. I’m also happy you exist. I have learned that you need not know someone to love them. But what I know of you I do…
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your hand fits in mine
I measure my love of a person by how well their hands fit with mine. It’s the color of trust, the brightness of my life and my future in the safety of your palm. I would close my eyes and listen to my heart as it beats to the sound of your footsteps. You lead…
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Poetry: lumingon ako
I feel like this is the kind of content I have to justify. I was riding the MRT on the way to ASMPH when I saw the quoted verse. I stopped breathing for maybe three hours, as you do when confronted with especially beautiful poetry. In elementary –and I’ve never told anyone this story, so no…
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Archives: The Red Book
The Red Book was with me through a lot of things: heartaches and confusion, artistic revolutions and political ambitions. We’ve been through a lot, and last week saw The Red Book completely filled up. In celebration of #ArtFairPH, and also in memory of this journal, here’s a post to commemorate all the best (or at least publicly acceptable) works…
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sometimes the sky
We tried to look for the sunset but buildings were in the way. There’s probably a thesis on the elusive character of nature as exacerbated by human activity, but I can’t be bothered.
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i’ve been hit by the hallyu fever
and I can’t get up. (I blame The Heirs for the storm that followed). A couple of weeks ago, I caught a scene of The Heirs on a local TV channel (it was a Filipino-dubbed version). I can’t remember the exact scene anymore, but I remember finding it outrageously dramatic or something. And given all the free time I…
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