Browsing dA and nick bantock sites tapped a few creativity-ended nerves in my system and ended the long dry season. Worked on it for days, using old materials and an old unfinished portrait. Inspired by Delirium, my favorite Endless from Neil Gaiman's Sandman.
It's a huge blessing to have friends who are artists and art-enthusiasts. A sweet one that turns my works into stationeries and miniature magnets, one who i can go to artwalks and exhibits with, ones who enjoy receiving my works (one of them has lost all of the works i have given him! ack!), one who uses my photographs as wallpaper, one who has a looong wishlist of prints but the first prints that she bought were from my gallery, one who encourages me to keep painting, one who said i should resign from work so all i can do is paint all day (while she works so she can feed me. imy, M.), one who's always interested on projects i'm working on, one who has a girlfriend that checks my works all the time and informs him whenever i have a new work of photo up, far-away friends that leave heartwarming words on my works, ones who link my page.
Blessings! ♥
What sucks about being on graveyard shift is you get home too early that you have to stay up and wait for hours before the malls open, and what sucks more is that the particular mall you want to go to opens at 11a.m.
But I guess I'm the only one having that problem. Others on graveyard shift would probably sleep when they get home and wake up late in the afternoon to hit the malls. I can't do that. No matter how hard I try to psyche myself that I'll wake up early and go somewhere my eyes refuse to open and my back can't be pulled out of bed. They won't cooperate til I have exactly 2 hours left before work, just enough time for me to eat and take a bath and sit in traffic.
Yesterday morning I went home and stayed up and waited for the mall to open. Then I waited two hours more for the print processing. Prints turned out ok. The edited ones (auto-balance) had noise. The black and whites were kewl too. Also had some film developed, and I had them with me last night. Some people got to see them, and i got a lot of "Why aren't there any people here?? What are these for?! You're wasting film!" comments. It's a good thing I'm in a very good mood because of how the pics turned out so I didn't bite their heads off after they said that. I just smiled and focused my attention on this one person who appreciated the photos.
I think it's good when you like what you do and enjoy the outcome of what you've spent time and energy on. But I think it's also essential that you find one or two who you can share your works with. They don't necessarily have to praise you or your talents. It's enough that they look at it long enough to show interest.
It's been months since i last saw dublin. Too many things has happened the last few months and we've only been catching up through notes and aim and the occasional calls. So last wednesday morning, after my overnight shift and before heading to malolos, we remedied that by having breakfast near his office.
Being the one who has the camera I became the official photographer of the Post Birthday Breakfast, and since he's the only participant other than me he became the lone subject. He and his curls. Longish curls. The type that will soon look like July's. He was proud of his hair.
And as it is the PBBreakfast, he has with him the gift that his girl, l.bebe, gave. A gift that plays polyphonic tunes. And it has the very nice Crash Into Me polyphonic ring tone. Sus!
The Breakfast was great and yummy. I wanted to stay and wait for l.bebe and turn the PBBreakfast into the dublin-l.bebe Post First Year Anniversary Lunch but dublin has some work to finish and had to return to the office. Maybe next time.. ;)
If you live near makati, or far away but you've got lots of free time, go watch a movie. Or movies. Good ones from foreign lands.
To celebrate the annual festival in my own way some 40 minutes away from the Makati i watched Finding Nemo last saturday night. It's fun and kewl and hilarious with a bunch of unforgettable characters. Dory with her short term memory but knows how to read and knows whale speak and the sharks that are abstaining from eating fish (Fish are friends, not food!) and the laidback 150-yr old turtle named Crush and his supercute son Squirt made me laugh and giggle. Pixar rocks. 8)
There's this state when you have a lot of things happening around you and your breath is on hold for the things that are gonna happen next and it's like being in the middle of storm, only that the aftermath probably won't be as bad. I feel as if i'm in that state right now, but only coz i've been very comfortable where i am, living life as it is, moving and growing slowly. Very slow at times, maybe even stagnant. And now that i'm doing something about it i'm filled with anxiety and fears and hopes and more fears and worries. amireadytoleavedo iknowenoughwhat willhappenwheni stepoutistheresome whereicangoto willitbebetterthere? Sometimes the fear gets a lot bigger than i am that it's so easy to step back and say i'm grateful and contented with what i have right now, and i know it's not a hundred percent true.
