Had a good talk with my mom.
These are the moments to be thankful for.
Pardon me for the photo quality for it is my mom’s shot from her digicam.
Simplexity - the exploration between the simple and the complex.
These are my artworks for our Simplexity Exhibit last term, I just found out that I have these photos. I was so busy doing the video coverage during the event.
These are the artwork titles, (from top then, left to right)
2. Look Up
3. It’s Easy
Honestly, my most favorite is Look Up and It’s easy, it’s me sending a message to be passionate and keeping on the dream.
P.S. These are still for sale.
For the Video Highlights of the opening night, watch here.
Videography and Edit by Louielyn Mata
Some shots also came from Kaye Raymundo
- Mr. Mac MacGuff, Juno 2007” —
I am in the middle of doing the post-production for our Video Hyper-narrative about Wisdom and Age.
With all honesty, before and during the primary editing process, I was really down. Some of our clips are missing etc., ah - I must truly must be more organized. It took me great courage and a hefty amount of thinking on whether how will I put all the pieces of the puzzle together so that it won’t compromise the quality and improve the video.
I guess we learned things the hard way.
Nevertheless, I give great kudos to the people who helped me get through all this. Especially my friend, RD. I needed a good listener to rant and pour my heart to. Also a good support, push and editor. Of course my partner Sam, for the support and push, though we had a stressful time and a bit of a panic attack here and there. Haha. Thank you guys.
(Even though I know you won’t read all these)
Oscars speech anyone?
I also am thankful for our professor, Sir Rene, who directly taught me about the do’s and important factors in the editing process. And for being understanding of the problems that we were experiencing.
Well, I must return to work. But I needed a good reflection, so here.
That was refreshing, thank you Lord for everything.
Idk what to put here, but here,
In 12:00, I’ll become Cinderella.
We’ll return the house.
We’ll return the car.
I’ll even return the prince.
It’s just like a dream.
- Song Qian, Victoria Song f(x)
I occasionally get confused whether this is reality or virtual.
But I hope that it is real.
I hope that when she gets married, she will like to marry a man like Nichkhun.
We had made lots of unforgettable memories.
- Nickhun Horvejkul, 2pm
I just finished watched Nichkhun and Victoria’s WGM.
And the last episode tore my heart apart.
I fell in love with these couple, the wonderful eye contacts and the softness in their stare. It really felt that it was real. I felt that it was real.
This couple inspired me a lot.
I really really want to be a woman like Victoria, someone who cooks for her man. Someone who makes her husband happy. Someone who is independent, cool, happy and true.
I really really want a man like Nichkhun, someone who makes every moment worthwhile. He makes you laugh, he makes everything exciting and colorful. He would prepare things for you, cares for you and makes you feel like your in the clouds - happy. Though I kinda dislike the fact that I would get jealous, a lot.
But you guys, you inspired me a whole lot. And I hope you continue to inspire others too.
Sometimes, I want to be delusional, how they could be together but more than that, I want them to be happy. Wherever and whoever they may be with.
I just hope that all the memories together, how they were so happy with each other, I hope that they will never forget it.
Because as a spectator and supporter, I will forever remember these memories.
After quite a tiring day, my dad came to our house for a late new year celebration and also, to get something for my sister.
We talked, had a few heart-to-hearts and lessons taught.
Then together with my mom, we opened a Jack Daniels that was long in my dad’s Liquor Cabinet.
This was definitely a night that I’ve wanted for so long.
Random talks about my parent’s childhood, talks about how they feel or how they are now. I love these kinds of talk, it makes me feel like I’m entering into my parent’s very thoughts and feelings. It makes me feel that they accept me as a mature individual.
As a girl, they say that there will always be your first love, your Dad.
(Well, vice versa if you’re a boy) I guess that is applicable to us.
I greatly respect my dad and I look up to him. He went through a lot of things, he managed people well. He knew how to treat us and he always knew what to say.
I remember when I was a little kiddo, my dad and I played Megaman Legends 1 and 2. He would play the parts where I was so afraid at, the Reaverbots, and I would play the town exploring parts and the pirate parts. We also played Raiden Project, Gran Turismo, Street Fighter Alpha 2 and more. Those we’re good memories and I will forever treasure them.
I have learned the greatest and simplest lessons in life with my Dad.
The words - “Laruin mo lang ang problema. Laruin mo lang ang buhay”, “Hayaan mo na ibang tao ang mag-angat sayo.”
I interpreted these words as to just enjoy life. And as to not taking things too seriously. And to be humble with yourself, so you could give respect and gain one in return.
He also thought me management, how to get people and let them treat you and follow you with respect, rather than with tyranny or fear. He told us, great management isn’t seeing people perform good work when you’re there. Good Management is seeing people perform good work even if you’re not there. Let them know that you are thinking about their welfare and also with getting things done. And of course, with what he reached, I didn’t think twice in listening to him.
My respect for my dad also heightened when he talked about when he entered the Military. He told us about being a Squad Leader in one of the best platoons in Central Mindanao (I forgot the name, something about Circum dsafgsdjlfdsl;fds) and some of his experiences in war. The people that he lost that made him become a better leader. Dang, my dad is a good leader and a charismatic one, if I may say. I remember how other girls (even foreigners) and housewives would refer to my dad as “Pogi”, “Gwapo” or “Hapon.”
Whatever people say, whatever choices that he has made. Personality, appearance and intelligence, my dad has them all. Definitely a perfect 10.
Through the years, he gained our respect.
We will love him and be proud of him.
We accept all his choices, all his personality and all that he is.
We love you daddy! :)
And an advance Happy Birthday to you! :)
I am in love with the softness of the watercolor. The slight tinge of color and the way it fills the scene.
when an artist wants to show you their art
or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written
it’s quite often an expression of trust
because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart
little pieces of the artists themselves
and if they’re willing to share it with you
you should appreciate it
There are moments that you just want to be silent and be engrossed with.
Some moments that are unexpected.
Some moments that are full of meek and good soul.
You just want to fill and savor every single second that there is, because in a little while the people would disperse, the lights will go off, and the magic will disappear.
The greatest moments aren’t always the grandest or the most expensive.
The greatest moments are intertwined in an experience with another person and in an unexpected place, we may know or not know but the most important thing is that, you felt yourself and you felt others in that specific magical moment.
I now have a new baby! :D
I’ve been wanting this for such a long time now, and since I really wanted to try and pursue digital painting I practiced with only my mouse. And heck, I think I’ve suffered enough and with this wacom tablet, my life would be easier! (or so I hope) :D
Anyway, I am really really really thankful to my ever supportive mom for always trying her best for me, and I will always do my best for her too. Thank you Ma! I love you! :D
Detours, in my perception, is an alternate route. It is a temporary road used instead of the main route. People are forced to go through this route because of unavoidable circumstances.
So this is the situation, I was through a hard time. The ‘crisis me’ was in a desperate situation, I wanted to try something new. I wanted to do some diversion, and thus a detour looked tempting and for me, at that time, it was needed.