Nona Garcia, MM Yu & Ian Quirante / FINALE // May 8, 2010

Or, Today I saw a bunch of great artists’ work & ate macaroons & got a quill

So, yesterday, after work, I went to Finale to see three simultaneous exhibits. All of which were fantastic, by the way. I’m not in such an art-critic-y mood right now, so I’ll just let the photos speak for themselves.

Nona Garcia.

MM Yu.

I really love Finale’s space.
I’m glad the changed the lighting;
it looks a million times better.

Ian Quirante

CLOTHES.

Raymond Ang, art extraordinaire.
(LOLJK.)

French Macaroons! These things are weirdly expensive,
but also really, really, really good. (And pretty.)

We had a late dinner in Italianni’s after.

Some guy & my brother in the same shirt!
Waitress picked a table for us right beside them,
but my dad asked to be moved.

For more information on the shows, visit the Finale website. Here’s the gallery information:

Finale Art File,
Warehouse 17,
La Fuerza Compound (Gate 1),
2241 Pasong Tamo, Makati City (across Philippine School for Interior Design).

Mon. to Sat. 10AM to 7PM
Tels (632) 813 2310,
812 5034

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ONDOY, WHAT THE FRAKKING FRAK. // October 3, 2009

Reasons Why I Have Been MIA:

• ONDOY: Ondoy, or Typhoon Ketsana to the rest of the world, has been keeping me busy. When I’m online, I’m usually posting on Tumblr or Twitter or Facebook about Ondoy and news on relief operations.
• That’s mostly it.

It just seems like whatever I do choose to update about, it would seem callous to post, when all this ridiculous crap is going on in the world. The Ondoy posters that I made, I posted on Tumblr and social networking sites because my ‘readership,’ so to speak, is bigger there. I mean, the only people who read this are people I know in real life, people who get here from links by people I know in real life and the occasional random stranger who clicked something and ended up here. (By the way, I appreciate you all.)

Anyway, I’ll be making a lessons-I-learned-from-Ondoy-type post in a while. I just wanted to get everything else out of the way, so things are more organized. Or something like that. (!) So, in the time I was away, here are a few of the things that happened:

1. I turned 21. I was born on 29 September 1988 & this year I turned 21.
I feel like a little part of me has died, because I do not feel like 21 at all.
But I am hoping for the best. Maybe I will catch a break this year, y/y?

2. Been makin’ some art. (!) I started this website with the intention of
posting works in progress, current projects, et cetera. Obviously, did not happen.
But let’s change that! This is for Redefine. (a close up!)

3. CCF Relief Operations. I’m the smallest person in this photo. c/o Isa!

4. Watched Game 1 of the UAAP Finals. This is a photo of Father Dacanay,
who is pretty much my favorite. (If you don’t know him, you are probably not Atenean.)
He brought this jersey and wore it over his barong towards the end of the game.

S’more photos from the game:


Me & my dad, and me & my sister.

5. Panic-buying. We went to SnR yesterday to buy stuff since a new typhoon is a-brewin’.
Here is a photo of my favorite coffee brew of all time. (Of all time!) No lie, DD is the best.
It costs twice as much as what we buy (Folgers, ugh!) but we got 3 bags.
BECAUSE IT IS THE BEST. Was tempted to get more since it’s hard to come by.

 

O HAI. I’ll be making some changes to this website, so I guess watch out for that. I hope? Yes? See you guys later & stay safe, wherever you are.

 

A truth, my secret weapon and Jordan Catalano. // September 25, 2009

Today, I actually crossed things off my to-do list, a few of which are pretty major things, so that was good. I actually haven’t been doing so well in the productivity aspect, so this was a pretty good thing. I should really stop taking so many naps, but I just get so sleepy all the time.

My weapon of choice, aside from caffeine is loads of sugar:

It seems to be working, as it is already half past three in the morning and I am still up and a-typing.

So, thesis progress is progressing, although pretty slowly. I am beginning to fathom just how tedious the work really is, and how it’s not really suited for multi-tasking ADD-ridden chumps like me. (The work involves paying attention — visually — and remembering what to watch out for. I’ve been re-watching My So-Called Life and I’ve been looking out for how many times Angela Chase wears plaid and how many times she snaps at people, and at whom. I think I might go crazy.)

Speaking of My So-Called Life, I have unearthed my old flame that is Jordan Catalano, and in the light of my own experience with jerky guys, I have come to the conclusion that Jordan Catalano is a major douche. I have no idea why I never realized this when I first watched the series, because Angela’s absolutely crushed face is practically perpetually on screen. Really, he has mastered the art of douchebaggery. And the dude can’t even “read good.” At least Jesse, from Gilmore Girls is brooding and literate. Tim Riggins, from Friday Night Lights (who has been, incidentally, dubbed the new Jordan Catalano) only hides behind his good looks, football padding and permanent drunken stupor, but “can read, you know.” Jordan’s like, a total loser. I mean, he wrote a song about his frakking car, instead of Angela Chase, who is so obviously beautiful, and so obviously in love with him, never mind that she’s been dubbed “that weird girl,” by Jordan’s similarly dumb-ass friends.

And yet. I mean. I would have to agree with Angela — he leans great.

Please also take into account his face:

It is doubtless that, without a doubt, Jordan Catalano is the only reason I am forgiving Jared Leto for his real-life ways. Let’s face it — the only reason why the world lets Jared Leto get away with half of the things that he’s done in his life (admit it — he’s pretty insane) is because he played Jordan Catalano, for eighteen episodes, for one brief season, for one of the best coming-of-age television shows in existence.

And the world does not forget people like Jordan Catalano. So, you’re welcome, Jared Leto. Please tone down the crazy. For all our sakes.

 

 

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