Thursday, August 28, 2014

Outpouring of Blessings and Apprenticeship Program

There's too much to be thankful for these past calendar was filled with schedule for face-painting last week. Aug 18, 20, 22, 23, and 24 in various places ....I've included here some of the lovely faces on my creations. It was such an enormous blessings that I have to bring assistant with me.... 

Photo: Sunshine on my shoulder makes me happy :)


I will be saving these images to recount the stories and places I had been...I'm not that good in geography or remembering streets. I remember feelings more than the visuals.  

Photo: Hi! My name is....

Photo: 'coz you're the wind beneath my wings  


Photo: Every Filipino, wherever he is must always say that Kayumanggi (Brown) means beautiful.

#sorryGlutha #facepaintingbyFher

I'm also beginning to form a community of artist here in Biñan City, via the next generation....

Here with my apprentice, we hope to regularly commune via on-the-spot...

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Meet Up With Fellow Artist....

My first stop was at Armar Ramirez studio in San Pedro, Laguna. 


Then an instant on-the-spot session with Jose Jimenez and Marko Bello at 4S headquarter to fill-up the slot for a débutante party to be held in Japan. 

Then at Marko Bello's place in Manila....

Friday, August 15, 2014

The Fher-losophical Analysis of My Self

Not every exceptional Artist are called Master. Being address this way is usually a term of endearment rather than a sign of authority. 

   I'm philosophizing once could be my nature but it's one way of recording, affirming, or testing theoretical abstract hanging on my head. I simply need to hear how it sounds. You don't have to absorb all the philosophical views I've posted on FB....but it would be nice to reflect on them if you wish to. 

If you don't know God, where will you get the inspiration to forgive? 
   Here somebody answered on the comment that his inspiration came from Humanity and admits to be an atheist. I could answer this very easily but I prefer to stay quiet. The spirit told me it's not the right time.
 How can we Love each other if we have different definition of Love? 

   When an artist is too concerns about technique, he loses the romance. Everything becomes too technical rather than spontaneous.... There's nothing wrong about technical skill but remember Love can never be design. 

   Two of my latest protege. 


Different Belief Systems

That's my entry for the latest SMC of 4S. One just have to believe in friendship above all things. I still believe in the general notion that man is basically good. His innate nature being fashioned according to the image of God. What is the image or qualities of God anyway?
   Creative, Intelligent (Reason), Loving....what else?
   Anyway, I was a bit surprise that in one day, I've met (or discovered) different kinds of belief among my FB peers. Atheist, Agnostic, Gnostic, Fanatics...and those that doesn't really care at all.  Yes, among my very friends whom I have exchanges of likes and comment every time the internet was on. It made more sense, once again to believe that The God of the Bible is true. 

   I've been reading seriously once again about the world we live in and re-considering/re-calling what I have read before. I found some good sites, which I believe was led by God himself. Once, you sincerely seek God, I'm sure you will discover Him. Is God knowable?
   Of course He is. Because, it was His command that we love Him above all else. How can we love someone we do not know or understand?

   Yeah, I'm inter winding images of my latest work here and my thoughts of the moment....I know it might seem unrelated but sometimes, I need to save a copy of them. My drive can not handle all the let the worldwide web save them for me. Is it safe? I mean on privacy issue?
   Well, I don't have to worry about confidentiality. No one or nothing is hidden anyway. 

   By the way, my nature is so spontaneous and random. If given the chance, or if my fancy hits me...I would discuss specific pictures I've posted here...I just want to clarify, from now on that unless specified the image may not actually related to what I'm saying. 

   It's a good thing my internet is functioning quite well today. Thank God.

Dependency on Techno

Whew! Very weak internet signals these past days....never knew that I've depended so much on technologies in various aspect. Yet, this isolation from the cyber world pushes me to concentrate on creating fact, I was able to push myself to dabble into hyper-realism...I could actually do a lot better if I really focus. 
   Technology can actually steal your attention away...

Photo: "I got the eye of a tiger"

Photo: Milagring (Wowowie Girl) on my green butterfly :) 


I'll be updating you later.... see you!

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Meet The Past and The Future Healing

It was my daughter's 9th year on Earth...August 12. Time move so fast...and it was a day of re-uniting with the past. Now it proves that people can actually forgive and forget without even remembering the pain in all honesty.
   Julie came with my son Zander and his sister Kisslena as you can see on this photograph with Bella and the little celebrant herself was sitting on Julie's lap as if this picture was just an ordinary gathering but depict the forgiveness from all of us. 
   Why this story had to be told in my art journal? Because one of the major event in my artistic career happens during those years of isolation and separation. The actual beginning of Realizationism art begun when Julie and I parted ways... and my hidden first born son. The symbols then where circulating on these event and personal views of my drifting soul. 
   The first re-organized visual manuscript was actually form around that self-search.  

Here are some of the photos of that mini-celebration:

(error on photos, I will check for newer files.....) 

With my mother below cutting the cake.

and the man continues to paint....

Photo: dapat eksakto sa bilang ang perlas ha?.... :D

Saturday, August 2, 2014

And Still on Re-Evaluations and My Long Lost Son

More or less 5 years ago my life as an employee ended with too many uncertainties. In and out of job for almost 30 years and haven't really grown much in all aspect. 

   September 3, 2009 was the day I've decided not to serve the corporate world and gear myself to carve my own path as an artist. It was a forced decision fate? I believe we create our own path sometimes in random cases. Connections was the most important element of my working data...and realized I'd never really work hard but relied only in fortune. 

   Painting faces came as a blessing in disguise. But it doesn't came that easy....there were extreme hard times.
    Henna stories were some of the sad details. Humiliation and realization that I am still a wasted fool....the scamp. 
    Age has refined I think I'm done with foolishness....

    Hearing Julie's voice once again flashes some painful memories...if I could categorized that as the most excruciating part of my life. After 18 years she would finally reveal to me that Zander is my son. All that I've suspected were actually true....but perhaps Julie made the right decision all along. She can't have the life she wanted. Hiding him from me would make it easier for her...I was a nobody then...and still a nobody today. 
   Have I hardened my heart now or the emotion was to incredible for me to admit. Zander seems to be a nice young man anyway. He grew up a courteous young man even without me. 

   I can't even support my own craft and still gliding and sliding like a fallen leaf. 

   Still wasting on nonsense and impulse. Like a kid jumping in joy with small gifts and extravagant selfies. 

   Now i can already feel the creaking bones and sagging muscles. My soul was also tired and in fact even broken. My time.....
   Time to accept these crown of thorns.