art, Hands, reflections, Soul

The first time I wasn’t happy with drawing

On January 2017, I decided to become a freelance artist; I was able to work with good clients during the first quarter of the year.

By the half of the year, I decided to start writing a book I’ve planned in my head.

In September 2017, I published my first ever e-book called Seedlings: A Short Story Collection. I am thankful to those who bought and said good things about it.

Being consistent in posting drawings and stories in Instagram too helped me in practicing my skill and getting my work out there.

Earlier this week, a kind and talented person I met over at Instagram and Arriane Serafico’s #daretoshareIGChallenge, Ms. Cindy Wong Dela Cruz of Filipino book curator 8letters, offered to publish and distribute Seedlings as hard copies! What a dream!

I am very thankful for all of these blessings and opportunities.

But last night, I felt anxious. I felt scared. I felt sad.

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art, family, Hands, Heart

Patches

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“I thank God that many families, which are far from considering themselves perfect, live in love, fulfil their calling and keep moving forward, even if they fall many times along the way. The Synod’s reflections show us that there is no stereotype of the ideal family, but rather a challenging mosaic made up of many different realities, with all their joys, hopes and problems.”From Pope Francis’ Amoris Laetitia, an exhortation on love in the family

Families are like clothes with differently colored patches. Some can be big or small, some can be more colorful, some can be colorless.

But what makes up these clothes and holds them tightly together are the tiny fibers, threads, sewn to make one functional cloth.

It doesn’t matter so much if one cloth is more vibrant or vast than another – what we must see is how strong the threads are, how willing they are to hold on to each other to make it all work for God’s vision for family, home, marriage, love, and fellowship.

Though we may feel the cloth stretched all over, like it would burst at the seams any second, we are reminded that there is no perfect family, no perfect marriage, no perfect couple, nor child. But with all our flaws and humanity, we can be made perfect through God’s example of sacrificial, unconditional, abiding love. He is the One we can look up to in living our roles responsibly, excellently, and lovingly as members of our families and as members of the body of Christ.

How big our cloth would be! May our threads be strong as well. If someone falls or hurts himself, may our fabrics be sturdy enough to catch him. If someone is sad, may our cloth be soft and comforting. If someone is growing, may we make it bigger. If someone is cold, may we provide the warmth.

I once heard from a homily that truly, God’s love is relational. We have the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. We have St. Joseph too, Mama Mary, and Jesus.

Family is a divine and beautiful thing, and I’d like to think we are all related not only through law or by blood, but because we are all adopted children of God. Brothers and sisters all over the world.

I cannot emphasize enough how much family means to me and how much I want all of us to love one another.


This watercolor painting was made for our organization Ang Ilustrador ng Kabataan’s Annual Catalogue 2017.

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Deconstructing Pride

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In between the pages of a notebook I jotted down notes in for work and some lessons in animation were also words in pencil about pride… Whenever I felt proud of myself or what I have accomplished in a certain area, I have to remind myself that pride can poison.

Instead of being proud of something, I’ve learned that it is better to have faith in something. It’s much better to say that I have a little faith in myself rather than I am so proud of myself.

I really do not like pride, for it can raise me up instead of glorifying God who is the Source of all our gifts. It hinders humility, vulnerability, and teachability, and it shines the light on you more, forgetting that so many more people are better, kinder, wiser. Pride keeps you from admitting your wrongs, from honestly opening up about your weaknesses and shortcomings, and from asking how you could improve on what you lack or what you have too much of.

So I wrote these notes down – I can’t remember when, but I know I wrote them because I let pride speak rather than listening well to a colleague’s advice on something.

May faith speak instead.

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An afternoon of drawing our childhood

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Today in the third floor lobby of Ayala Museum, INKies (members of Ang Ilustrador ng Kabataan) and participants gathered for an afternoon of sketching, painting, snacks, and music.

It was Sketch Afternoon, the last event we have in celebration of Ang INK’s 25th Anniversary. Earlier this morning, our organization held a Kiddie Arts and Crafts Party where lots of kids got to learn how to make Story Stones, paint Kraft Boxes, and create funky and colorful hats!

Meanwhile for Sketch Afternoon, we got to sit around long tables with art materials and pieces of paper in front of us. It was like a family lunch or feast for me, only we were going to draw. Some INKies were wearing the hats they made in the Kiddie Arts Party, so there was a birthday party atmosphere earlier too.

The featured artists in this event, Aaron Asis, Joza Nada, Raine Sarmiento, Brent Sabas, Aldy Aguirre, Kevin Roque, and Tristan Yuvienco, gave their respective brief talks about their art, techniques, and inspiration.

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Make art, and be good, be good, be good II

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Ms Liza Flores came to the stage and started to prepare her presentation on the history of children’s book illustrations in the Philippines.

Before she began, Ate Ara asked us if we knew about the history. When no one showed affirmation to this, she stressed that we should all know that since that was the industry we were in.

When Ms Liza finished her discussion, we all had better understanding as to how the industry started, how many illustrators there were, limited materials and printing technology, how many publishers were there, how many books were just published…

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Make art, and be good, be good, be good I

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The first time I went to UP Diliman in Quezon City was when my high school friends and I went there last 2009. I remember little details like the wide open spaces of grass, some insects I wasn’t familiar with, and visiting our friend, Athena.

The second time happened yesterday, April 23, behind the brown doors of the RGEP Room, behind the square patch of bamboo trees, in the College of Fine Arts.

It was a windy day in UP for the Ang Ilustrador ng Kabataan (Ang InK) Orientation Seminar 2016.

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10 Postcards for a Friend

The only time I brought my art “out there” was when I submitted a digital artwork for Graphika Manila 2013. I was happy that it was chosen to be a part of the book. But then, the drawing I made wasn’t as hopeful or as filled with ‘heart’ as what I draw today.
The second time I brought my art “out there” again was just last July 17. It was a secret Postcard Exchange, organized by one of the country’s best watercolor artists, Valerie Chua, and Ayala Museum’s Inspire Every Day. People can send in their art/paintings/photos painted or printed onto postcards for the event. They can also write a note or their social media accounts on the back of the postcard, as to build new friendships or show their art. And on July 25, the postcard submissions will be put up on big white panels, where museum visitors can pick a postcard and take it home. I’m truly thankful for the organizers for this kind of event that a lot of us partook in. It was also refreshing and enriching to visit Ayala Museum again. It was my second time – the first was during a field trip in our first year in college with our old professor Sir Lalata. Since I had time here, I was able to go through the exhibits, reading the notes and learning more about our country told in photographs, paintings, drawings, and dioramas. Being there, I felt the positive energy from everyone! And of course, to see our postcards too gave us inspiration.

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Pinwheels

Pinwheels is a little comic that I have been working on since 2012. (Why it took so long to write the script, to draw, to color, and to fix it in Photoshop – I do not know. Hahaha!)

I remember having the idea for it back in 2012, when my Mom and I were driving on the way to the city, and I noticed a makeshift stand displaying various pinwheels of different colors by the side of the road. It has been there for as long as I can remember. I thought then, maybe, there’s a story here… Suddenly, an idea was born! Until years passed by and the plot changed, the characters changed, the morals changed. By just a little bit. But I’m glad to have finished it now. Thank You, Lord!

It’s just simple little comic about love – how it is supposed to be free to give and to receive and must not be out of fear, guilt, or pressure. This story has been inspired by the highest and purest love there is. 🙂

“We love because He first loved us.” – 1 John 4:19

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Life as a Masterpiece

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When you say that someone is creative, the first thing I would think of is that this person is an artist. This person either paints, draws, sculpts, or does crafts – basically anything related to the arts industry. This may be the case usually, but as I ponder on the term ‘creativity’ more and think about the people I encounter everyday, I find that it isn’t exclusive to those who are adept in wielding paintbrushes, pencils, charcoal, or clay.

What does creative mean, anyway? Isn’t it another term for innovative, which means that you discover new ways of seeing things?

Picture the people you meet: some of them establish buildings, some of them design these buildings that would make us stare at the details for a long while, some of them arrange flowers, some of them take photos, some of them teach young minds in a classroom, some of them are excellent in carpentry, some of them build machines and cars and phones and tablets, some of them bake bread and prepare food that tells stories, some of them come up with integrating various elements to create a fully functional whole, some of them put their hearts and hard work into planting crops across vast lands.

I could go on.

Pablo Picasso was right in saying these famous words: “Every child is born an artist. The problem is staying an artist when you grow up.”

Creativity is everywhere. You are an artist. I am an artist. Everybody is an artist. What we create is an extension of ourselves, beliefs, love, passion, faith, and most especially, our lives.

Everyone has an artisan soul – this is what author Erwin Raphael McManus, founder of a faith community called MOSAIC in Los Angeles, writes about in his latest book The Artisan Soul: Crafting your Life into a Work of Art. 

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