What lies above us

2 11 2011

We’ve won.
We’ve lost.
We’ve failed.

We’ve armed ourselves for battle.
We’ve harmed and hurt each other.
We’ve come home with empty hands.

But did we not do it to find
the eye of the ocean,
the unsurmountable wave,
the imagined kingdom?

How it flutters above us.
How I scratch and claw at it,
my mouth salivating, my jaws snapping
hard against the wind.
Catching, biting, holding nothing.

How it flutters above us.
How you spit and hiss at it,
your hands clenching, palms sweating
hard against the wind.
Grasping, touching, tasting nothing.

We tried keeping it safe.
We tried polishing it, hiding it,
even throwing it out.

But it won’t go away.

It shines above us
as if we never forgot who we were,
as if we will always be children.

This sprung not from a touch.
Its breadth spreads beyond
the brush of wings,
beyond life, beyong time;
After life, after time.

This encumbers not,
nor can it be encumbered.
Even at our pain.
Even at our failure.

This exists not in happiness.
This just exists.
And there is more.

Sticky Thoughts

26 10 2011

New ideas starting again.  Usually, it comes in the most unexpected ways.  A word, a phrase, a look, an image, a sound, a laugh, or the lack of.  This one came through this image – and from all places, the daily mail.  It could be because of the article – it could also not have been.  But something said, just grab it and look at it – and now I can’t stop.  It’s going to become something, but I’m not too sure what yet. It’s almost like a sticky note – a blank one unfortunately – trying to remind me of something I can’t remember.  A premature fetus saved from a car crash – that’s what it is according to the news. But to me, there’s more.

It’s a terrifying picture to be honest.  That thing will probably live in a cage for the rest of its life.  But then again, there’s a huge chance it won’t either.

Perhaps ideas are like that.  We rip them out of our guts just before they die – right before our attention is grabbed once again by another mundane thought or obligation. And sometimes despite our best efforts, they still die. Others, on the other hand, spend every waking hour of their lives being gawked at inside a glass bubble – or even worse being poked at with a stick. But then again, one lucky bastard could grow strong enough to be released into the wild.

I’ll never really know. But it’s worth a try.

Lost and Found

26 10 2011

Found an article I wrote 10 years ago…do the math and you’ll know my age! It’s almost as if my younger, kick-ass self is kicking my butt right now. I re-read it – and although at the time it was published I cringed and felt as though there were so many things I could’ve edited (I sent my first draft and bazinga it was printed the next day) – I love the passion, the energy and the heart of that kid. Not to mention the lack of cynicism and the desire to change the world! Seems like I can learn a few things from my less than jaded self.

Posting this as a mental note to self – yes, please do not forget.

Philippine Daily Inquirer, January 16, 2001, full article

Metro Manila Bombing, January 2001

Video Reel 2010

10 10 2010

Here’s my video reel with a collection of films I currently have copies of.  Once I get more of them, I’ll update this.

Dirty White Gold

17 09 2010

Here’s the trailer of a documentary I just finished editing, directed by Leah Borromeo.  For more info, go to this page.

MADA Assessment Presentation 3

23 06 2008

*Please click on the images below.

I. Project Development

A. Technical Research & Development

B. Conceptual Research & Development

II. Final Show Build

A. DVD Team Leadership

B. Curation & Coordination

C. Personal Exhibit

III. Colloquium Presentation

IV. Artist Statement & Reflection Paper

V. External Exhibitions

Curation and Coordination

21 06 2008

I curated the MADA show with Adriano Casanova, and working with him was brilliant. Not only did I learn a lot, especially about being firm and making quick decisions, but also how to organize the space and to think not only of each artist’s work and needs, but the entire class as a whole. Here is the text we wrote for the brochure of the show:

‘Fluid Identity’
an art exhibition from MA Digital Arts

‘…images are mediations between man and world. Man “ex-sists”, which means that he has no immediate access to the world. Images are meant to render the world accessible and imaginable to man…Images have magical meaning.’ (Vilem Flusser)

The twenty-seven artists from the show ‘Fluid Identity’ create images to communicate their research of society through technology.

In this show, the interaction between the digital platform and the human being is the unique vehicle that articulates how our identity is always in constant flux.

Being a part of a generation that faces an endless barrage of information and intense socio-political change, these artists use technology as a powerful weapon to create a statement. They ask and answer the questions, ‘Where are we going?’ and more importantly, ‘Where do we want to go?’

This selection of work deals with this issue in an informed way, translating these constant interactions into a fluid environment.

The intention is not only to be a college exhibition, but an exposition of how a group of active individuals create – with poetry – artworks of meaning.

Adriano Casanova
Katrin Maria Escay

FLUSSER, Vilem. “Towards a Philosophy of Photography”. 1983.

Here is the floor plan that we decided upon. Adriano made this in Illustrator:

Honestly, I couldn’t have done this without him. He was incredible with the planning and we worked very well together, organizing the space and coming together to find solutions during the show build was great. We had to make many on-the-spot decisions about how to install the works, moving equipment, etc… Especially because of the rules of the building manager, and the lack of equipment, there was much thinking on our feet. And somehow, the class really pulled through.

All this couldn’t have been done if not for several other people who were tremendously generous with their time and effort in building things for the entire class. These were Moshe Ladanga, Nick Buer and Lucy Blackwell. Moshe built all the plinths for the entire class with the help of two part-timers Chris and Zai, who painted and drilled for the rest of us. Nick Buer also built some plinths, but went on to paint the corridor and Katsura’s room (since she could not be there). Lucy Blackwell was amazing. She basically looked at all the details and solved it independently, regarding the blacking out of the light as well as buying the black cloth for the Drawing room. She also took on setting up the work of the other onliners. This couldn’t have been done without her.

The other people who also gave much of their time were Dayoung, Sharon, Nikos and Chrysanthos. They painted walls and cleaned up the space as well. Dom was also very helpful, helping us with the coordination with the building manager (which was a very important aspect) and he even lent us all of his tools. He came in and drilled for us, despite it not being his own space. Even the others who came in late in the week, put in a lot of work when they came, like Ryo, Yan and John Baugh. Tim also arrived to help paint for the afternoon.

Despite all the last-minute changes, the class really pulled together and I am quite proud of everyone. Everyone did a tremendous job.

I have also been coordinating with Sean Clark for the MA08 website, and all the work he put into it is great. This can be found on http://www.ma08.org.uk.

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