Older But Not Wiser This Sunday
May 7, 2011, 11:51 pm
****05082011
Sunday
I figured now is the time to write again. Something to think about on this eventful day of another Manny Pacquiao awakening !!!! Congratulations Manny on being floored !!! Referee and opponent Mosely stinks !!! 12 rounds and going strong but not strong enough to knockout a good friend down on even grounds!!!! This time Manny gives another person a career and stellar lights in keeping Shane Mosely up and not down.
I visited an exhibit of an artist friend Jonathan Ching at Blanc Mandaluyong and it was so so. Ching is already a veteran of exhibits locally and abroad. Quite a feat really. He has the sophistication and experience of an older artist with a time proven formula. Discipline and tenacity. Add a bit of sugar still a bit too bland.
I guess the deal was did Jonathan Ching get his act right on time? We get older and sometimes wiser just riding the waves and not going against it. It will be a comfortable ride from here on then. It is years of complacent struggle that we kinda fall prey to. I understand the works and like the idea of assemblages but on periodic colors and coffee table settings. It was a tad to safe… Where is the brand of anger and struggle in his paintings? But I guess jolly Jonathan Ching will never be that. He would opt to fold papers and metals on his spare time. Where is the hunger, unpredictability and indignity sometimes an artist goes through? It will never be a terrible painting but it could not dislodge the sense of security on status he now enjoys as a mature artist with nothing to prove. Nice guy and nicer paintings I would say.
Heck! I have seen a lot of these in my days and guess would be seeing more through the years if I could not help it. Reminds me of settling down barefoot with a string apron tied around the waist. If he wasn’t male I would say it was done by a barefoot pregnant woman. An older matronly friend could relate I would guess. Stitching is the way to go. Hahahahaha! Hope he sees the light of day and throws away his mittens and bite the bullet hard. Getting wearily hitched might just be around the corner but likely a detrimental thing to everything a wild, weird and wasted artist could do.
It’s like Pacquiao’s latest fight today which I saw via live streaming. It was an older man who has it all against an older man who is about to lose it all. The fight was a gentleman’s fight so you would expect it not to be a crowd pleasing fight.
Early on the third fight you get to know that Manny Pacquiao could easily turn it to a memorable fight with knocking Shane Mosely down with finesse. But one just have to wait after knocking him down until the 12th round. Please the paying crowd. Of course please a sparring partner’s ego. There was no follow through. Who could really fight a good friend unless this friend pushes you down on the ring, on the 10th round? You then realize you were too complacent and not doing your job right.
But who would Manny Pacquiao listen to nowadays that he has his accolades, band of brothers, great respect and adoring fans who look up to him as god given talent. It’s a higher ground he stands on and not many could be eye level with him despite him being quite small.
Now everyone likes drama to a degree and when you get that high you sort of want it to always happen. That is always the public. You compromise your standards and wham it will just hit you that your an idiot to a degree. I have expected more and yet saw very little in the fight. The thought of Manny Pacquiao being booed by the crowd who wants always blood, pushed by his opponent on live broadcasting and having to stand fight again was his own private hell magnified. Recognizing it not a fight with his opponent only but a stinking referee who ignored a right and made a huge blunder on showing his bias to public record. Well hear more as the days to come. But that is the difference there. Manny Pacquiao has his belts and his gloves to fight his life. Artists has his canvasses and his pleasing audiences.
I was at PSP today for a sneak preview of the exhibit “Blackgate” for Caloy Gernale’s and Tristram’s supported venture. I guess this time am speechless and floored even just seeing just a few pieces. I am going to the opening even if Manny Pacquiao crosses my path and beats me up Hahahahahahaha…
On a sadder note. Am still grieving the loss of a parent and yet I am relieved now that I did my best through the years of uneventful hiatus and despite sacrificing my artmaking for working in a bank… But am proud I still have my razor teeth intact. Till next time though.
P.S. New bigger exhibit spaces are here to stay and new younger artists will always show their mark. Kudos to empowerment in the Philippine Art scene. Just prove them that you have the staying power to last the 12th round with hardly a scratch on your face. Get Manuel Ocampo to scratch your back and maybe add a doodle or two. Just maybe you could be made. Hahahaha. Hatton better get a new face as you have an axe to grind with Manny Pacquiao. Too scared to get in the ring again I guess. Me am just shitless. My mojos are back. Care to dance with me?
What to expect this week. I am going to MC on the 14th of May to wave the Philippine flag. This will be a great show of challenging artists and older challenging artists. Be speechless for a week though. Have to see this event by Tin-aw Gallery feat MC.
MONUMENTAL
in partnership with
Manila Contemporary
May 14 - May 29, 2011
Mike Adrao
Plet Bolipata
Elmer Borlongan
Antipas Delotavo
Alfredo Esquillo Jr.
Mark Justiniani
Joy Mallari
Ferdie Montemayor
Maya Munoz
Jose Santos III
More power to co-producing the better shows.
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When You Get Sick
July 16, 2010, 6:25 am
***07162010
I don’t know how it started but this week seems to top all. I just got better from sore throat a week ago and now a few days ago I was diagnosed with hypertension with a whooping 180/110… Am OK. I guess since twice I was discharge from ER without a scolding. It kinda puzzles me though about the irregularities… I will be under maintenance from now on. I should bring my own blood pressure test device though the next time. I just got twice in ER a 130/90 even without rest today only after a few minutes travel to and fro.
Children get sick and Adults too I guess now. If I push too much I get bad health. If I pace it my performance suffers then. A balance in life. Now, I understand more the idea of too many things and so little time. It kinda flashes by too quickly. The idea of burning candles and what other things you haven’t done in life. I’m delving in the regrets so I’ll keep it short. I got a long sermon from the company doctor about maintenance and healthy living at my age of 38. Quite an earful but you have to be serious for once in these kind of events. Take care of yourself always as you also take care of others around you. You should always treasure the moments you lived a carefree life and I guess that would have to be cut short now. Tsk tsk tsk. Life is too brief. You make all your best efforts and hopefully you will make the best mark in life and others.
Am sorry for the babbling though people. It’s just that I couldn’t keep away from the internet without writing something on this extraordinary week for me. I am learning though again in a slightly painful way that in the end you keep only the things you started with. I also learned to cherish the moments of my life more everyday.
What would one keep when his/her health is failing? Money? Photographs? Books? Art? Car ? Titles? or Clothes? Everything would be useless until the end and quite so trivial. Imagine expending your last breathe haggling the price down. Ha ha ha ha ha… That is a question for us all. Even without monetary gain I would always keep good art with my best. I think of my works as family too in a weird way.
It cascaded the next few days to become more surreal. Dad just had a heart attack last night amidst the brownout that caught up the whole of Luzon for more than 12 hours. He will be confined in ICU for the next five days. He is stabilizing now and in good hands but this comes as a blow on a great year for all of us. He has the best doctors and quite energetic. He has more sleep now as he will be sedated I guess in ICU for the duration of his stay there. Everything is quite better. He has medications for his blood sugar levels and attention to the minutest pain. Good ole Dad! My health card would cover some only. Time will tell. It will probably be only the consultations if worse get to be the case. Am still working out the kinks for more percentage. Company rules that seem alien to me a few years back is quite common and negotiable to me now. I am now in a corporate world too. Juggling so many things is quite hard but not impossible. Mom was totally left out of the deal though. Because of their age now mom just missed getting a health card for the year and dad only has the last 3 months to have his. Luck places a great deal but it is quite unpredictable. I always believe that Lady Luck has always been by my side.This has become a test of something we could extend and go beyond ….prayers, beliefs, reassurance, help and a supportive family we should never have to do without. Missing just one could be a great ordeal. Not that anyone is critical but that we could always remember to make your choices count with the right supportive people around you.
When you get sick bad? Who do you want to be there with you?
Everyone were initially joyous of the birth of Joaquin and Juan Iñigo but caring for growing babies in reality is full time job with no holidays for years to come. Congratulations to the new moms and dads. But I will say this, a child’s smile and laughter is precious and a joy to hear even in the most angst state.
I am enjoying very much my stay at my new company. It became a bit like numbers when one would balance performances, the perfect attendance and try to get more sleep in. I tried thinking of all the ifs’ but could never put anything against working a good living in perhaps the best company for me. Never mind that I am again regressing. I enjoy working with the arts in a more conducive and pre-planned setting… Why not get the best then at this time? Get a healthcard to boot to while your at it. Life is also too short to limit what you can learn and do even in the grand old age of 38.
Choices are subjective so I’ll just say what I made were best for me now. It might keep me anchored longer since this revelation…. Appreciation and Loyalty places one’s affection to a piece of company logo unwittingly. Sigh…. Ha ha ha ha. I am just thinking of staying put now and painting away in the Philippines…
P.S. I saw a good exhibit amidst all of these though. An ongoing sculpture show at the Deutche Bldg at the Fort. I am guessing it is by Sajid Imao too as there was a great fanfare when the huge opening happened. I have a hard time getting in though as these were reserved for VIP. Security and everything falls short on aesthetics. Tsk tsk tsk. Good job on the new sculpture infront of the building Sajid!
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
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At the Front of the Line
March 14, 2010, 3:47 am
***03 12 2010
I guess being patient has its advantages. I have never been complacent to wait. I always have to have a finger in every pot literally. I meddle and am quite irreverent. I don’t know why I have this streak of immaturity and brashness but I’ve come to live with them.
I wonder about all the beautiful things that one could posses and I stick to simpler and uncomplicated ones…. Ha ha ha ha .. A night out and it was at six am that I got home to rest. I just am not convinced that one should have no goals, no dreams or settle for anything less. Most of the time am this dependable person but then it gets to be routine and I just have to find that streak of stupidity to tap on. The only good side of that is when it gets worse am really relaxed. I hope I don’t get sick about it though. It has its ups and downs.
I was forever in training for the past three months on an on the side job… Ha ha ha .. I aim to work still but quite amused that I just did it and committed myself to the effort. Hmmm… Am probably searching for some greener grass and other topics of life I guess.
I was like starting an Iwagami tank. You have to be relaxed and stress free when you embark on this meditational hobby. You create a surreal world behind a water glass. If life were to end today I would be content and happy to leave everything. I guess there are plans that are materializing still and people that could be built a fruitful relationships with. Alas! It just has to wait and accept somethings are just not going to happen soon. I got to talk with a former alumni at the University. I got the impression that even with family and a simpler life one could not be content enough for himself. If I had to live his life, I would just savor what I have and be more optimistic. I guess one could be paranoid through the years when one gets older but am never been one to be scared about reality. I am only scared of scary movies because I let myself be open to senses to emotions around me and on what could be imagined. But after that one could sleep a sound one without any bad dreams. I am that person who would not avoid confrontations– out of fear of being bored to death with not doing anything and to always wonder.
I am perennially inclined to just strike out on a whim and go for them tenaciously out of sport. I wanted none to regret about but I never regretted that I don’t do vices. They were just not fun at all without reality and your senses intact. The outcome is worse too when you get the repercussions in relationships, opportunities, health, sanity and consciousness. There were to many at stake that I could live in simplicity not without.
The kids (nieces and nephews only…Tsk tsk… Ha ha ha ha) are growing up and I can’t wait to see them all with their own personality. I am rueing the teenage angst though… emo trips and et al…Tsk tsk tsk… I would want to see them decide on life but that curiosity stretches too thin when it is against your own dreams. Life is just a combination of circles. One would end up on top eventually and one would be lower too on the next turn.
I guess one could say am at the front now- age wise, experience and maturity to boot. I am going to decide again where I want this few years to be devoted on. Something I have put back because I wanted to wait to do them when am gray with age. Since am hereditary inclined not to get them, I guess I can’t wait anymore. I am taking installation and sculpture to another level for me.
I went to a fellow artist’s exhibit at Blanc Mandaluyong and found the works capable.Hmmmm. Safe… I am afraid we will have a new addition to painterly realism to booth. Accentuating some with objects worked but on itself they did not. I guess one could say that one wall should have been left alone. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. There were few visitors for this night but I guess most would be away. It was the night before Pacquiao vs Cottey and a weekend sale too. We could do away with the wider spaces between and the almost measured distance. The aircon did their havoc again. It could be avoided but still it was distracting that night. It was a grand exhibit for Jonathan Ching. Layout point was more than competent. A good night still. Congratulations.
For the record, I am not Whatswrongwithart?… I don’t know him or her but I would say this. Kudos! Am wondering on some of your tact and on why didn’t I think of that? Just be patient and let things fall into place. ( Figured it out a few days after. Still won’t metion names. It’s a she of dimunitive stature.)
I just missed my chance to see Mo Space again…and of course Chabet’s… Tsk tsk tsk. But this was a time for friends. By the way Ghe you look great last night! Ha ha ha ha… I didn’t get to talk with you and I miss all my college buddies.
The UFO I also missed last night but I get to have a Blanc shirt… Thanks and more power to Blanc Gallery…
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
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A Blogger’s Night(mare)
February 19, 2010, 3:26 am
***02 18 2010
It was a night so serene. Everything seems to be falling in their right place and order. I have been away for a few weeks and haven’t even logged on to write a blog for the year. I am quite amused at watching the day unfold and events happen in their right course. I guess everyone has their own place under the sun and right now we should just enjoy it while it lasts.
It’s quite funny that even the simplest of discomforts could rattle even the most patient person and the critical could calm them on the next instant. I guess am just enjoying life as it is. I enjoyed much of the happenings this past year and quite pleasantly surprised on novelties that seem to unfold everyday for 2010.
I guess between Pacquiao fights during these months everyone is crazy for the next bit of sensationalized news. Let’s just remember that life is learning for all people. I am happy that I am here in the Philippines and in the arts. I might not be one of those on the limelight but I can enjoy the view from a balcony. Ha ha ha ha.
Gatekeeping is the prerogative of a blogger and anonymity a preference. Recognition is only awarded by those in positions — be they be falling or rising. Legitimacy is commitment to one’s cause. Usually those in a frame of command themselves started with anonymity and are fast to defend themselves from threats. The normal course of life is to struggle onwards and leisure a state of mind that we could always do with more.
Through the years I met a lot of characters in the art scene and I respected their individuality and capability. One should always be open to surprises and criticism as those are learning processes we could always do with be us old or young.
I support challenges to norms and traditions. History could be cruel to oppositions but they bring to balance what we normally won’t see. I would like to give young people their chances and if they stumped a few on their path to learning so much the better.
Youth has their potentials unbidden and uncontrolled. It’s great that we have our chances and its great we make names for ourselves. Responsibilities do come with choices we make. I do not condemn any instance of indecision. I do not believe that anyone would be cowardly. I do not believe in power trippings and tyranny. Those in positions should step down on level ground before they argue their causes as what we have during election periods. My sympathies goes to the underdogs and underrepresented in our societies to a certain point with accountability. Their voices should also be heard freely and if blogging or a social network could fill that outlet then so be it.
I would encourage more critical visual images and apt wordings and observations. The more the merrier. Diversity also should be promoted. I do not believe that there should be only one or a few voices heard. Debates and discussions should also be encouraged. If one would stay anonymous like a super hero or a villain then so be it. Choices always define us. This time with the new infrastructures in the arts, sensibilities, critics, writers, artists and awareness. Let us hope the arts scene would grow bigger and better in the Philippines.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
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A Good Night
January 8, 2010, 10:51 pm
***12 08 2009
I went to Finale Gallery tonight for Poklong Ananding’s and Jason Oliveria’s solo exhibition opening. I also wanted to see the collection exhibition opening for Nova Gallery. This was the first time I was able to see a show there. The space was well made. Very much chic. It was a night I expected to see good works and revisit again some of the better pieces that were bought by Mr. Cojuangco through the years. I am happy to see them in good condition and marvel the impact they still have on me. I remember that they started my enthusiasm for great works and good exhibitions. I saw again the works by Norberto Roldan, Neil Doloricon, Delotavo, Egai Fernandez, Nune Alvarado, Charlie Co, Santiago Bose, Bogie Tence Ruiz et al. These are the major artists of their time. I was lucky enough to attend several of the major shows that some were exhibited in. I saw on many occasions that they were some of the best pieces then and still is now. How I admire Santiago Bose’s piece . It was quite timeless. I knew at one time even the late curator Bobi Valenzuela’s appreciation were imbued through touch perhaps on some of these paintings? My good friend Bobi V. Sigh… My personal contemporary favorites were works by Nona Garcia, Alfredo Esquillo and Lara delos Reyes. I see with these two galleries a consistent strive for excellence. I hope it would continue and be reflected throughout the Philippine artscene.
I started to go around Finale first. I remember the very first show by Jason that I helped with at SBW Angono when he was also energetic. It was quite consistently in your face. I admire too that Pablo Gallery at the Fort where he recently showed his exhibition supported him. Installing a beer opener on several large paintings is a touch of insanity that would probably get him off a Cebu Pacific plane. I was starting to browse through Jason’s amazing, f#@*cking irreverent beer paintings when I met two artists based in Los Angeles inviting for their opening at Jorge B. Vargas Museum. They have their show on Jan 14 2010. I will attend to show my support on their efforts to present their works in the Philippines. It was really hard to invite while I was assistant curator at Jorge B. Vargas and I can relate. Tsk tsk tsk. I would probably end up helping installing too. Ha ha ha ha. One was a Mexican-American artist named Camilio Ontiveros and Filipino-Korean-American installation artist Michelle Dizon were quite enthusiastic and quite amiable. Feeling a bit guilty of not showing them around to meet other guests, I took personal charge in making them known to most of the relevant people attending the two exhibitions. I even relayed anecdotes and personal information on some of the pieces. It turned out great and am very happy that I too met some great people tonight. I even had a chance to sound off some established artists for my future proposals. He he he he…
I really liked the atmosphere. I always liked walking the ledge of a precipice. The tension was thick and the anticipation suffocating. The place was thriving on the eve before the Black Nazarene. It was quite surreal. Affluent, social personalities, government officials, critics, collectors, gallery owners and struggling artists mingled and cohabitated. Smokes, lambanog, beer, jutz, and alcohol flowed too freely. Canapé, cheese and wine brought a pleasantly choking taste to my throat several times. This was a night it might happen that I might actually barf. Perfumes where cloying amidst glitters and my rags the time while I was in Nova Gallery that I had to really laugh out. I admire some friends who knew their stand in this art scene yet I sympathized that they could also be overcome and be quite speechless. I didn’t know how to apologize to my friends, rue fates and at the same time be awestruck. LMFAO! We were like butterflies trapped and felt the harsh scrutiny before one would be pinning us under glass.
I was able to speak personally with Manuel Ocampo for the first time and found his personality matches a great deal on how he relates to people and how he looked at his own works and status. I am amazed that we had more to talk about positively and exchanged more than pleasantries. I get a personally signed calling card with his phone number. Hmmmm. I wonder how much it costs in an auction? Ha ha ha ha. Let’s hope it turns out to be a great immersion, more exhibitions and a start of a good collaboration. I ended the night early and begged off going out with them for more drinks. I was in high spirits. Guessed, I was just scared to be disappointed and of too much of a good thing. It was something I could do the next time. I can wait. Patience. I didn’t want to overstay my welcome and I already had more to mull over and write about.
Life is really great! Finally, I called Dennis Elliot, my ISCP director up in New York City on the internet phone and personally thanked him for his recommendation letter. He is a good friend when I stayed in New York City and I appreciate him very much.
Life do change. I have to make decisions that I have to deliberate on my own now. My comfort pillows are gone now. I have to make a big effort and encompass more people. I should not to be overwhelmed by short term results and to make more of the opportunities that come my way. I have decided then to give independent consultations and curatorial a bigger slice of my efforts. I missed my mentors and I missed exchanging ideas. Now, I have to create those and mold them to form greater concepts and present them to artists here and abroad. I have to be much more learned, accountable and a responsible person. I guess it all boils down to what I know, respect and understand.
I also called Margaret Cogswell, my program director in ACC New York, but she was at a meeting. I will just call again when she is free. I wanted to inquire on some details of presenting a proponent’s application for sponsorship abroad. A big project I admire and hopefully would be supported.
I do have to at some point to take charge and direct projects no matter the overwhelming factors and consider the intrinsic value of supporting great exhibitions, good artworks and greater artists with lasting stay. I want always that they be given recognition internationally. I want that for the best.
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Hello Tita Angie and Family,
I know it is the quarter of Bobi’s special time. His Birthday is fast coming this March too. I am sorry that I have been a stranger but I do have to deal with my losses too. I am happy that I am able to share now some thoughts. I am never a confidant but am learning humility , openness and importance of family and friends anew.
The time do make us sometimes forget but when we remember we feel the loss still. It may not be tactile but emotional memories that wrung my heart. He inspired me most to speak out and guided me to where I am now. The Christmas, New Year and Bobi’s death anniversary never passed not noted. Our loss of a good friend and family remains with our hope that Bobi is very much happy with his sojourn. Today is the Black Nazarene. I hope Bobi V is with our creator now very much content to leave the everyday dealings with us. Ha ha ha ha … I can just imagine that they would serve brewed coffee and endless art talks held in rapt court. Though Bobi never was much for his faith with words I know he urges us to be hopeful and overcome hardships throughout our lives. He shares with us every happy moments and supports us in our failures.
Last night, at Mr. Cojuanco’s opening of his collection at the Nova Gallery at Pasong Tamo Extension I was reminded of Bobi V. The simple efforts he made while still with us, the works he arranged and suggested to art buyers, exhibitions that he made possible and the artists he inspired to great goals came to mind. It was amidst the socialites and personalities within who attended the show and drank wine and ate blue cheese that I was brought back to remember how Bobi V was. Aloof… He disdained openings Ha ha ha ha.. He always made me go to every one and made me report every detail and observation much to chagrin of unaware artist having the show. Amidst the government guests, collectors and politics he could have held himself court and deigned to raise his eyebrow to such affluence and trivialities. He could sermon on neglect in art and the lacking of better artists and rued on grandstanding. I helped and watched him arranged some of the pieces shown there now in the collection of Mr. Cojuanco. Santiago Bose works make me cry always. Remembering Neil Doloricon’s exhibition and Nune Alvarado’s painting make me weep. Egai Fernandez work and Bogie Tence Ruiz made me remember anecdotes he said. I know with them remains Bobi V. physically. His touch remains, ideas, sermons and inspirations and care were there. I wanted to touch part of the painting frames hopefully to connect. Sigh… I am thankful again for what ever small effort and grace that abled us to have Bobi V as mentor, curator, friend and family longer. Thank you Angie. I am so happy Bobi gave us this opportunity to be friends and family too. Regards and Happy New Year! I am in Manila nowadays. I would be visiting Bobi V. this week. Take care always.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
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A Time for Respite
December 17, 2009, 9:14 pm
****12 18 2009
Am in big for 2010. A lot of my plans are realizing and have been swamped with details. I have plans to travel abroad to Belgium and France (hmmm do I need a visa?), have been swamped with pre-employment details with JPMC– it’s a bank — 2x hmmm?…, have been encouraged to work with several galleries with their exhibitions — working to get there, been invited to a few for my solo exhibitions –just verbal invites. My own works and studies are great for 2010 — in my head. LOL! My plans for solo exhibitions are moving forward. Gaining dust fast! Lastly, my studio plans in my residence is still up! Literally in the air! He he he he! I can’t ask for more. I am happy that these opportunities are happening lately and quite pleased with my hiatus. I am in Manila now for good. I wished though that more of my friends were here with me. A toast to Bobi Valenzuela and Sid Hildawa! I will always remember you guys! A merry year for us all and a second or two to think of friends and family to thank for! Kudos to you my good friends! It is always great to remember people who are important and make it meaningful for you. They remember you and what you did and you remember them. Family matters are fine so I need not worry too much. That comes with getting a stable income and getting insurances with it for my parents. I am committed to that. Take care always of your family.
I have been staying away from some exhibition openings lately, I would like to know more about the emerging artists though. I have been pleasantly surprised that they have been doing well on their exhibitions and been quite visible. It is really a small art scene we have here in the Philippines and very little is not known. I hope we would learn accountability and practice professionalism always. I will be more vocal this coming 2010 and would also be working to organize and coordinate group shows. I am aiming to have shows abroad too.
The Philippines is stronger despite the heavy trials. The successive typhoons, floodings, rebellion, martial law, politicking, volcanic eruptions have taken their toll but not the Filipino spirit. We remain stronger and optimistic always. We have so many things to be proud of. Distinctions that set all of us apart and make us better Filipinos. Those pessimistic people should just stay abroad and immigrate. To hell with you guys! Imfao! He he he he!
We look forward to a new beginning and a new day. The adversaries have been almost insurmountable but true heroes have emerged. I am happy that these unknown supporters help and more than make up for the publicity stunts that few misled ones dare practice –that goes for the art scene in the Philippines too. Talent and hard work pays more that strutting your big fat ass, boring us with theatrics and insecurities around.
There is also a change of concepts and refinements of outdated ones too to look forward. There may be similarities in some but original ideas would also prevail over half baked ones. There might be young artists capitalizing on the changes but they would still have a long road ahead of them. Reprisals will come to haunt you if ever you forget. The older ones would know how to work with their own concepts, bid their time and continue their momentum. Still there are those who settle to prostitute themselves and they will always fall short. It is a cruel fate we have of dog eating dog if you have this attitude of taking advantage and not giving yourself to your artmaking fully. Still, if one would think a few hyped exhibitions, grandstanding, herding into one artgroup, collecting made-up awards, more schooling, auctions and public personalities are all that are important then go for it. It’s a free country. Whatever makes you happy. We are here for the long run. I would always think that here I would retire in the Philippines and paint in my old age. Senility becomes me and if I am still single then I would be happy and be complete. So I would be here too guys. My own works would be here too so make space. Welcome young artists to my world. He he he he.
I am going to the UP Lantern parade tonight December 18, 2009 to enjoy and to touch base where all my young sentiments had started so many years before. Maybe get some fresh air.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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Reclining Susan
November 14, 2009, 11:29 pm
****11 15 2009
Today is the big fight of Manny Pacquiao and Miguel Cotto. The streets again would be empty and the lowest crime rate day would again be here. I hope it goes true for Puerto Rico too. We Filipinos would again be joined as brothers and sisters in celebrating greatness and courage. Many people would join us in our celebration of indomitable spirit of these fighters. Regardless of the outcome we will be happy for Manny Pacquiao and happy to be Filipinos. Patriotism is in the air mostly this days. How I wish that everyday we are proud in being a Filipino.
The past few days I have been again going around the galleries for exhibitions and quite satisfied that there are enough activities to merit setting up some documentations and some articles. I am able to work in some new painting to par. I am also getting my mojos back. Ha ha ha ha. I am just happy that I found the upcoming competition for art foremost to mind – quite predictable really. Every artist would want to win the lotto and this is one were odds are lesser.
The years have been kind to me. Even though I have a bulge now and getting ahead of my years. The time by myself gave me the satisfaction to enjoy life to the fullest. My priorities were in question once but I guess I just wanted a taste of walking on my own two feet. Making most choices my own. I am happy that we could again do a better job.
I hesitated in entering the arena lately because of many reasons. I saw that friends did also advance in years but they still remained friends. Other became more. I wanted to prove something to myself then and lately some things just need to be let go. I was getting uncontrollable and inconsolable with my sentiments. Well, we would all be passing through this stage in life. Call it midlife crisis. Kinder still that I didn’t make a big mess out of it. It remains workable. The messes that is. Still, I see am not really alone on this. Many artists have been on a rollercoaster ride. I hope they enjoy the ride. I did. I have come to accept my shortcomings and hopefully be better off for it. It make one’s life memorable when we are faced with trials and we overcame.
I would forever cringe or be guilty with some of my escapades but life is too short for regrets. I did some for good intentions and saw their results. I am happy to be me. Happier that am Filipino and living in the Philippines. Go Manny Pacquiao! You make us prouder with your wins! The seven world titles in 7 weight divisions could only be done by a Filipino!
Life is always a struggle and each one has his or her fifteen minutes of airtime. Let’s be happy and work hard and try to enjoy these brief highs. I am enjoying my many walks. If ever life would make us wander and meet then those time would be recognized and recorded.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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That Fat Friday
November 4, 2009, 6:22 am
***11 05 2009
I am in for a shock really. What is happening to this world? I have been chatting on ym and described myself as 140 lbs to a chat mate and am accused of being chubby… Sigh. I even slashed a few pounds off the total. Still… Am not really vain but I have to eat humble pie with this revelation. I never felt this discomfited before but am not really angry. I am just amused. Lost for words. I do have to groom myself, be more happy and take care of my health better. My room stinks and I have not really been eating healthy. That goes with being single all these thirty something years. I better get a wife quick for the wrong reasons. Ha ha ha ha. I really have nothing to do at home aside from my ” plans to do”. I should take up sports again in a moderate way. Maybe I could be preoccupied then. Maybe some jogging or basketball. I used to take taekwondo and muay thai but I don’t know if I still have the disposition to continue them. I might not have the right incentives to follow through. Boring with little challenge… I’ve been getting spams about healthfood and some reminders from friends to take up krav maga occasionally. I guess they sent them just to bugger me. I always delete them but am leaning to lesser stress sports. Sleeping ha ha ha ha. More relaxation but am getting too much though nowadays. I’ve come to realize that lately with the bulge. Ha ha ha ha… I can blame it on my pregnant sisters. I am just mimicking and reciprocating. Their husbands should get the belly not poor me. I need someone to pamper me less. Pacquiao is fighting on this weight and am sure he doesn’t look chubby at all. I guess no one will be accusing him when he fights this month.
It seems my age is finally catching and so trivial things affect me sometimes… Ha ha ha ha. I used to go out and dress conservatively and still manage to look good. I am into swimming and some marathon. I always joined competitive soccer in my days. Well that was almost twenty years ago. But what the heck I still did some. I should just pack my bags and go to Siargao or Cebu again and live off the sea. Wishful thinking though. I could just pack my bags and head off to Europe then next year and live as a struggling artist. That should be a better option. I could get stringy and beg for food. Then I wont be chubby at all.
With my genes I eat a lot and burn a lot. I walk everywhere and burn some more. I get chubby I admit but I always burn it off as soon as I get to work. Nowadays we get too many young people so obsessed with physical looks that am really bewildered. Did I miss anything at college to be painfully made aware of my looks now and really care about it? Perhaps its the midlife crisis at my age… I am single and not really looking but enjoying life to the fullest and still this bothers me. Ha ha ha ha ha … “Whatever will come I accept?” is my credo. I had to convince this chat mate that am not fat.. Pity really. Am really on the defensive but can’t help but laugh at myself. Get a moderate regimen and a better diet. No more rice for me today and the next day after. Eat only healthy food and be better mobilized. Mhen ! Bummer… What are people eating today that gets them the svelte figures? Hmmmm .. Probably nothing but liquids I bet!
I did read about a sciatic pain that a fellow peer my age was suffering in the depths of hell but I really could not relate yet. Hope it is not really permanent for him. But to describe it as Dante’s Inferno you get the gist that its painful. I did on occasion talk about arthritis with a fellow artist who has higher counts of uric acid. He had to stay at home because he couldn’t move at all. Hmmmm. It sure sounded the same. It should be just dietary precautions though. When you get it though you will suffer from it. It is time again for me to have my measures as I don’t really want my unfortunate struggling life be unbearably immobilizing.
I should get myself some help with exercise then… For the New Year to come am getting leaner and meaner. Perhaps, I should be thankful at least that I get a heads up. Get a better abdomen and more muscles to date for 2010. I did read that some belly is good though for the year 2009. Maybe I should keep some love handles… Hmmmm. But 2010 is another year and I should just think of getting a great one ( six packed abs) for me. More chat mates online. Ha ha ha ha
Am not really bad looking. Just an average guy I guess. I never had complaints before. I had my moments too. They were all good! Am not really sorry about any of them. I guess it just happens.
I am not really looking yet for great gals to live a blissful life with but a better appreciation would do than what I got today. I do get some approvals though on occasion but not really that encouraging fanatic look. I am sure I wouldn’t want that kind of fatal attraction. But come to think of it the actors in the movie weren’t really physically perfection. It gives me hope then. I do have to be on the dating market soon or miss the bus completely. Naaaah. Am enjoying my pursuits. Just continue with my chatting and maybe I could find someone who thinks 140 lbs is not chubby. Maybe have a great time too. I do tend to scare them off first. Ha ha ha ha…
I enjoyed a few exhibitions to date. Going around seems to be a great idea. I had fewer shots with my camera than I did before but am really just looking to enjoy the experience rather than to keep keepsakes of them. The art scene is indeed a dynamic place to explore. The Philippines would be better with these changes. I am at the crossroads too of being in amidst or/and just being an avid observer. I just like to wonder at times. I used to be young and so full of energy. My experiences speak off them. I see the same enthusiasm with the younger artists. There were times that I would have grabbed those opportunities at an instant if they were available in my generation’s time. I would have fought tooth and nail for them. I hope still that the younger ones would see them pass as challenges and be accomplishments of the generations to come. There are grants for 25 and 35 year old artists and I have just too see them pass. I am happy that I could see them now but I hope that others would see their potentials too. Fat Chance!
The air is cooler and Christmas is just around the corner. I’m still stuck here at home. Seems October came through very fast. I should get the move now. Lethargy is me. The only silver linings would be to get myself a blackberry storm, ipod touch, a black jazz honda and an imac. With that I have to sell some works abroad again.. Hmmmm. Not a bad deal really. Still I have to get my visas for Fran Masereel Centrum in Begium for April and May 2010 and France for June and July… Tsk tsk tsk… So many things to do now. Europe here I come chubby or not.
I am happy for “Butterfly’s Tongue” at the Manila Contemporary/ West Gallery by Geraldine Javier, “Into the Woods” at Art Center/Finale by Yasmin Sison and the two man show at Tala Gallery by Froilan Calayag and Dexter Fernandez. I am even amazed by Crucible Gallery’s show by Chitz Ramirez and Blanc Compound’s exhibit by Andres Barrioquintos. I should say that the month of October is a swell time despite the typhoons. It should be a more interesting month for November if I might add to follow.
Let us break it down to details then since am a bit inspired with my efforts on changing the themes on my site and am willing for a discourse.
Geraldine Javier’s series is a good discussion for many years to come. A stroke of brilliance at this time for 2009. She remains unchallenged. You might remember that her works lately are the only ones getting stronger in the market scene despite the catastrophic results of auctions and recessions.
Yasmin Sison Ching did pull it off belatedly with these efforts and quite timely. I hope though her collectors remains strong as she will always be the mirror of her peers. With so many interpretations of naif works lately, hers make a fresh play on realism towards a primal landscape. She works too with sentiments of child’s play but is also quite disgustingly talented.
Both Geraldine and Yasmin appeal together and one should always be around to read the discourses of their exhibitions. They both have the same atmospheric landscapes and too dark an aura — I had the pleasure of meeting these artists and quite privy to some of their emotions. So I will always marvel and keep to myself my thoughts about other things. Ahhh women artists. Ha ha ha ha ha…
Like the two artists before, I always liked discourses and finding it amongst two young ones I have to admit was pleasurable. With the long travel to Tala Gallery one marvels if you still have the time to view the works. Well am surprised and happy that I found this niche showing these pieces together in a two man show. Both Froilan Calayag and Dexter Fernandez play with the spaces of the Tala Gallery. Kudos to both. I heard that the artists arranged the pieces themselves. A pleasure too that they had a good crowd and quite an interesting mix of people.
Chitz Ramirez’ piece at the Crucible Gallery is eye-catching I admit. One would expect a full length movie to be played with all the effort put in but it became a bit like watching auto theft game. It had the lights and good presentation and I marvel the artist on that. It is a good follow up for his body of works.
I should say that I got invited to the show personally and am happy that I did go to see Andres Barrioquintos’ works just to put him in the scene. He is undoubtedly a great artist. His colors and technique has finesse. His play though stays the same. He doesn’t break the mould but goes to the extreme with it. A good collection. A bit reminiscent of another’s pattern and colors though.
There were other shows I did see and found them interesting in their own way. I will see them more and hope to put them up too for scrutiny. There was Don Dalmacio’s at Kaida Gallery and Wawi Navarozza at Silverlens. I missed the Mo Space Gallery and am ruing why I haven’t been there yet. I saw some very interesting pieces on blogs and wanted firsthand to see them. But Alas! I am also interested with the Pablo Gallery at the Fort. I should make the time to see them now. My losses to bear.
I also commend efforts by Project Space Pilipinas artists Carlo Gabuco, Christopher Zamora and Michael Adrao on their successful stay in South Korea. They exhibited at the PlasticFactory Gallery and it went well. They’re back now and raring to go at it. Good show and great catalog. Times are really changing.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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Blame it on the Moon
October 14, 2009, 7:54 pm
***10 15 2009
I was watching a witch hunt today on a local channel in the Philippines. Quite funny to watch this old newscaster turn red and blue with indignation. She was fumbling with papers and grand gesturing as if it would be a finality. She even doodled with a non working pen as if it meant a thousand words. Let the people in charge do their work. She was trying to pin the blame and I sure no one would accept the blame for these calamities. No one would dare be out of job and responsible for the flooding in all of Luzon. If we could link any government name to the Luzon catastrophe, I am sure we would have done so. It just adds ratings for rambling about theoretically right?
As we all know and have experienced in these trying weeks the onslaught of two typhoons Ondoy and Pepeng, landslides, flooding, and deaths to hundreds of Filipinos trapped around Luzon and the Capital region. The calamity doesn’t stop there as we come to realize that these conditions will be happening again and again. That the land we have our home are worthless under threat of these magnitude of flooding. We haven’t even experienced the earthquakes. I am sure we would be up in arms on the safeguards pretty soon. There will be landslides during rains, There will be flooding during rains and there will be deaths during calamities. Our trash and excuses for our accountability really is for the record. Maybe because it is easier to blame and leave the problem to the government, Pagasa, Redcross and to private philanthropists the bulk. That we have at last some peace before the elections. Mind you, it never ridiculously peaked as before yet. It is easy and laziness to ask for help but it is harder for Filipinos to help ourselves — the right and proper way. Be accountable for whatever another Filipino has done wrong. We never wanted to pick up a thrash that a neighbor threw because it has H1N1 virus so we let the flooding swell until it reaches our own homes. We turn a blind eye if a neighbor would cover and build housings on every available land and reclaimed lands. Maybe everyone is looking to whatever we can salvage to prepare for the Christmas season. It will not be the same for 2009, 2010 and et all. We need people who work together. We would never survive this ordeal if we do not pick up ourselves and start cleaning our acts and the nearest tributaries that we have in our cities. The metro aides have done there cleaning everyday but they would not be able to do anything with the magnitude that the trash is accumulating. No human effort can swell this tide but we can try. No one is coming to clean them until the next typhoon. Believe me it will happen again. I couldn’t really believe the emotions that drive human beings to argue themselves to the grave. Perhaps I am a bit irreverent to my elders but this really does the trick. There is wisdom in our history and there is none in histrionics.
I watched a cable channel about the Matawan Creek swelling up and tides going in from the sea and creating a temporary salt water environment for man eating sharks to swim up and terrorize inhabitants upriver in New Jersey in 1916. They blamed it on the moon.
“Matawan Creek is a creek and partially a tidal estuary of the Atlantic Ocean. It lies in the east central sector of New Jersey across from Staten Island, New York.
During the Jersey Shore shark attacks of 1916, the creek was made infamous due to horrific shark attacks on July 12, 1916, occurring 15 miles (25 km) from the ocean. A shark or sharks killed 11-year-old Lester Stillwell and his 24-year-old would-be rescuer Watson “Stanley” Fisher and severely injured 14 year old Joseph Dunn later that same day.
This account, in addition to a number of other shark attacks in the local area, are believed to have been the inspiration for the popular novel Jaws, written by Peter Benchley, who in turn co-wrote the screenplay for the blockbuster film of the same name directed by Steven Spielberg. Benchley was a New Jersey native, and had done research on the Jersey Shore shark attacks of 1916 previously.”
Without the knowledge learned many things would not be discovered and applied continuously to better mankind. But what does this have to do about our problems now? I also tried to google recent flooding in Asia and came up with an article in India.
Here is the article dated Oct 04 2009 from Times in India on the day of the full moon:
“After flood, full Moon sparks fear of high tide havoc along coast “
“VIJAYAWADA: Pournami, or the full Moon day, is adding to the gloom along coastal areas. In addition to the flood fear, high tidal waves are threatening habitations along the coast. Sources said tidal waves were virtually pushing flood waters back resulting in greater inundation.
Normally, the flood waters drain out into the sea easily and the impact of flooding is less in areas on the shoreline. However, the full Moon day, which fell on Saturday, is adding to the flood problem.
Though residents are not new to such waves in the sea during full Moon and new Moon days, the floods have added to their woes. They believe Gangamma talli, the sea goddess, turns furious on Pournami and Amavasya days because of which fishermen do not venture into the sea.
“The furious sea is not accepting flood waters, which have already started reaching sea on Saturday morning. It will create more trouble for rescue operations as the flood waters could swerve into new areas if the sea does not take the entire flood waters at once,” said Jayaprakash Narayana, chief executive officer, zilla parishad.
According to experts, more tidal waves would hit the coast late Saturday night in Tenali division in Guntur and Diviseema, where people are rushing to relief centres.”
I really wanted to read about this theory and that someone would be pointing it. But I guess it would be more interesting for me to write about it though. We can blame the full moon last Oct 4 2009 for the calamity building up before, during and after. Let us hope that we would anticipate this phenomenon more seriously. Let us hope that we learn from smaller warnings rather than catastrophic high tides, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, excessive rains, prolonged flooding, typhoons, hurricanes et al. that is why some floods remain in affected areas. Of course trash and overdevelopment are also the problem. Those we can work together. I wonder who would donate their lands for conservation? Prevent themselves from earning profits from mining and properties? I wonder who would plant trees again? We are destroying anything naturally created, We cannot afford to wait for relief goods. Clean your own city first before others would help you. We have basically been getting under the influence of the moon. Going in circles. Ha ha ha ha ha ha and getting crazy on national television. Whining you suck! End of story.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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The Prideth Before the Fall
October 12, 2009, 7:50 pm
***10 12 2009
I am one of those people who can never accept a complement without squirming uncomfortably in fright. Of course for self preservation one could hardly tell. Antagonize me and it just might give me a harder backbone. Maybe through the years I may have controlled my reflexes to a point that I might display an almost poker face and air some disdain. But those where times that I might be steering the topic away from me in the next breath by pointing to anyone else. Maybe giving me a complement would really shut me up if one gets fed up with me talking. Ha ha ha ha. Complements reminds me I am more human and really contrary to it. It is not that I am ashamed about the situation — far from it though. I thrive on it. Humility is a lifelong learning lesson that I promise that I would learn. Anyone would be preening inside if the complement was true and I guess I am just ordinary and an ‘anyone’ to believe it. It is just that I knew myself through the years and never wanted it to easily get to my head because if that happens its just not a pretty sight believe me. It was also that being frank has taught me about comeuppance, commitment and patience. I maybe pretty good at bragging about my accomplishments that I stay away from even mentioning any one of them too often. But yes! I am a good printmaker at one point and a studious curator at a stage in my life but learning takes years and sadly once they are not practiced enough you get rusty. I have the best of mentors and damn proud of them too. I also had the breaks that most would envy. What I make of them though is my responsibility and accountability and no one else’s. My point is that I enjoy learning, to be challenging and always curious about everything that I seem to look good and be good at anything at all. I kept on denying that I didn’t learn that much about curating and consultancy abroad and just have been an artist there on a great tour. But I have been burning brows to make connections and frantically doing my own research about the possibility of being an independent curator. One could have that confidence even in the basic of basics. Maybe I have not really tested my skills and concepts to its sharpest through the years but I know the methods, theories and could easily hone myself to the sharpest if need be. I also had the experience abroad to guide, motivate and help out fellow artists there present their portfolios properly and quite successful at it. I am proud to say. I am always sharp, quite frank and bloody brutal. Skills that I accept but regret that I am very good at. I also have my own pride in my own works that conflict in sharing my ideas at some point when I need to because I need not be a pious artist without getting anything back in all my efforts. I want to see your soul first. Transparencies we leave to priests, actresses, actors government officials and politicians. Well, to each his own. Concepts not wholly explored to one’s satisfactions need not be accountably shared right. Until an artist’s concepts are on canvas literally and shown then he still has control over them. Until one’s artworks are ripe and full then it would just fall on its own weight and importance to be contributed. Enough mooning though. I am just happy that I am networking again and some possibilities are in the offer. I might be going to France and Belgium for a spell on my own steam. I am damn proud if I can accomplish those trips on my own steam and prouder if I can get away on those sojourns for free for half a year. Make it a year. Europe and Germany here I come!
It was just that ordinary month of ‘ber’ and another exhibit opening tonight that I was attending at the Art Center Megamall by a group of young artists quite exuberant about showing larger works through Paseo Gallery’s sponsorship. It was a good idea to have Jonathan Olazo to design the show. Gathering the group together and the works to be delivered on time was another detail a bit lacking though. It was an effort to collate different artists from different backgrounds, ages, and techniques together that made it a novelty still. One would have thought it would be a mixed mash outcome but the format and quality of some of the newer works more than made up for the lack. Plus is! I have a few names to follow through for this year. Ha ha ha… I particularly liked the more in your face works by four of the artists but would just forestall mentioning their names yet, this early on. But I did make a point in thanking them upfront and giving a hands up sign of congratulations. I am prouder in a way on the outcome of some of the young artists that I have been able to follow through the years their growth and changes. I was amazed that early on they have these breaks but I could not be envious since all of us at one point had this opportunity. To stress though that I would still encourage them to be professional enough but still be adventurous in their ideas early on. Taking each challenge as they come. Regretting not doing them at all is far worst than making mistakes on details and excesses. But through the years I still could not help cringed at the gaffs I have made. Ha ha ha ha.
I may be going to NCCA this thursday to look up their inaugural exhibits curated by a good friend Noell El Farol around 5 pm. Jonathan is happy about the place and swears by its accessibility, management and spaciousness… Ha ha ha .. I better go see it. Congratulations on the great wedding! I may be thinking about venturing on consultancy in the long run about residencies and grants for free if I liked very much the artists’ works rather than the artists themselves and not to greatly spaced apart in between. See you guys there. I am open to questions only if you think your good enough for the grants and have the portfolio to blow me off. I bark loudly and I also bite. Just a reminder guys. Ha ha ha.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
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A Curator’s Talk
August 16, 2009, 7:16 am
****08 16 2009
It was drizzling this Sunday afternoon and I was again an hour late. I thought that they could have also started late. Ha ha ha ha. When I arrived, there were a lot of interesting people. This is a great time. Pity Eileen wasn’t in attendance. On second thoughts. I wondered why? I caught a glimpse of other artists and some people at the end that I didn’t know and sat put on the nearest vacant chair. I missed the opening last night again for the many times now. It still was a good idea to come today though. There was an informal talk happening and wanted to catch some ideas and maybe get a broader sense of the atmosphere right now in the Philippine Art Scene. I am sure there were a lot of going ons and plans that I am quite curious about. Hmmmm. Earlier, I heard that the space beside Finale Gallery would soon be a collection museum cum gallery for Charlie C. This is exciting. This person has been collecting the pieces I had seen at most of the better exhibits for almost fifteen years I had been in this art business. I wanted to see them again. If you have the funds buy good works by young artists in their best shows and in ten years time seen and be envious. Turning green. Ha ha ha ha. Sigh. I am happy that the Pasong Tamo Extension Makati warehouses are now viable spaces for both art collectors and art galleries. Business is booming again. I am hoping that artists now would also set up shop here for their own larger studios. What a great place to go visit from time to time. I want also to set up in the future a space along these lines probably along this road too. Sigh . Wishful thinking though. Going back to the talk.
I wanted to hear the curator of the exhibit Ronald Achocoso speak about the ongoing show at Manila Contemporary. I wanted to see other curators and writers there. When I arrived, I caught sight of some works and wanted to go around but since the talk has been going on for an hour or so I wanted to hear at least some of the gist. Chabet was asking a question about an artist cum curator’s prerogative on exhibiting his own works. Hmmm. Tacky question. One could do so but one’s responsibility and ethical decisions would be questioned outright. Further it should border on the added work’s importance to the whole exhibit concept. A curator should guide the exhibit and treat each artists’ work as one would handle one’s own piece. This exchange went on as the owner Valentine supported quite rightly that one should not be afraid of the stronger works as they complement the whole exhibit. Or about an artist curating his own exhibit like some artists in the 60’s cited by Chabet who successfully pulled it off. Rightly so, as Achocoso had a piece in the show of an exhibit he curated. Double whammy.
The show I could see was an effort though. I like several pieces on their own. The pieces by Louie and Ching were a bit out of place. Pacquing was a good solid piece all on its own. I thought Trek’s was a lot of hard work of assemblages of paint painstakingly shaped and sized. Chabet’s piece was just great. (I took a picture of the framed piece on the floor reflecting the neon and nylon string overhead). Poklong’s piece was reflective. Tan and Ilarde’s individual pieces would find that one has to contemplate hard. Bacolor’s was stacking. Ringo’s was obstructive and Reamillo’s was predicted. I also found that I hated collaborated works with your own grade school students. I am happy about the show as a gauge. But a bit disappointed with some of the outcome of the works. Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
The talk went on. I decided that I would look at the works now while other topics were discussed. I couldn’t help grinning when certain topics about the National Artist came up. It is always presumed that the distinction is awarded to a Filipino Citizen and not to one who is an immigrant. I wonder if one could hold his head up for that award if the artist and rightly accept it if one is processing immigrant papers, is being petitioned or had expressed himself or herself to be willing to be a citizen of another country. Would dual citizenship be eligible for a National Artist Award? If one is a citizen of another country does he or she have a say on criteria of National distinctions? There are laws on condemning, critical rallying and expressing subversive views and sentiments while one is in a foreign land. Hmmmm. I wonder how the Philippines would fair in a sensitive situation like this. The Philippine art scene is indeed a phenomenon. We have the talents and the art. We have the resources and the education. We have the critical thinking and passions. We are active and creative. Perhaps a boom is in the offing. China has shown potentials to support its artists and galleries. It has opened Hong Kong scene and Mainland China to the international scene. The recession has just temporarily brought a halt to China’s expansion yet they are committed to the hilt by this early time. There is no going back for them. Watching the structures they have already created for their arts is a great marvel indeed. The Philippines is just as dynamic if not with greater talents and better artists.
I decided I would watch this good situation unfold and hold my card close. Very, very close.
I went around with new acquaintance Agnes L. and Eugene T. to some of the galleries around. It was Sunday so most would be closed. I asked if they saw the Ateneo Art Awards 2009 and they said they did. Something unsaid about the concepts and another artist there picked my curiosity. They were liking what they saw. It was not much with the 13 Artists though. They couldn’t get away to fast. I wondered what disappointed them there. Ha ha ha ha. We talked about some current artists potentials that I would like to leave out for another write up. I really wanted to bring up some of my artists. Ha ha ha ha. I do have some up I really like to work with again and invite to work with me. I just didn’t want them to nix it. I will have to do some more research on Osage Gallery. They were only here for a few days and they were flying back tomorrow. It’s great that Eugene would be coming back and staying put. We set probable projects to work on. I still hesitated on giving out too many of my own artists that I work with. But that could be arranged if the project proposals would work with a great exhibit plan. Am more excited for them though. Now, all I need is to collect comprehensive Filipino Artist Resumes for my own files preferably updated. I can’t wait to finish my compilations and my concepts shows. Sigh. Time is indeed getting longer when one is excited about the future projects to be had.
It was great to talk with fellow curators and exchange ideas. I admire that Ronald Achocoso would do a better representation through writing, curating if not to exhibiting. I had some time to talk with Chabet and exchange some pleasantries and news. Chabet kept on joking I had a world all on my own. Ha ha ha ha. I knew it had to have an underlining meaning. I very much respect Chabet for being a great teacher in my college days. He has been instrumental for a lot of changes in my ideas and concepts. He has been a contrast and complement at the same time for my education. He was in agreement that the role of a curator is to guide the exhibit and to present the works and concepts in the best possible light. He is a good curator and I wish him the best always..
Agnes asked me who amongst Chabet’s group would be continuing curating. I said that Nilo Ilarde and Gerry Tan were good candidates. Achocoso would be a good addition. I hesitated saying my name. Amiel Roldan. I can say that I could handle the job very easily. Hahahahaha. You don’t say that to acquaintances just yet. Sigh. Ha ha ha ha. Ringo Bunoan is a good contender. I added that she writes well and coordinates better. I added that Jonathan Olazo needs to work on finetuning just about everything but he does have the resources and the time to do it.
I knew Agnes’ gallery abroad. I have been hearing a lot about the space and its artists. Too much second hand information. A lot were colored. But since I am not inclined to any sides yet and no intention of entering the fray this early. I could just enjoy the projects without taking any commitment. It was just that I wasn’t here in Manila for a few years now and had not the opportunity to be first hand with the issues. I am meeting a lot of people now with my four months stay in Manila and have enjoying the exhibits. I would catch up easily. Well now, its great that I had taken the time and that there was an event for me to talk with these people. Hopefully we could work further. I hear their artists were great and some of them were friends. I am getting excited about the events again. Sigh. I wanted to confirm some questions about past events and past issues but it was not the time. Ha ha ha ha. Pity.
It would be an interesting year for me. I got off at the next junction and bade my new friends good bye. He he he he. Till next time. They were off to a meeting with their artists at Adriatico Cafe in Cubao. Good luck!
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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A Close Call
August 16, 2009, 7:16 am
***January 24, 2003
Finding again one’s first steps could be a bit disconcerting when faced by the enormity and pressure of an unfinished chapter. It is for those that are trying to come back and fire up the died down embers of the assumed abandoned prestige that brought this musing into paper. For most, there might never have been a career to comeback to and for some, well, better know how to eat the tasteless humble pie. The responsibilities of being an artist never really ends when one lays down one’s paintbrush to face another task e.g. a blissful marriage or when one just realize he is scrapping bottom and looks for the McDonald’s monthly paying crew job or when one can’t afford anymore the price of an aesthetic opium or when the cerebral masturbation fails even to raise the banner. Whatever the reason once one is convinced that there will always be the insurmountable obstacles or when one has really no talent to convince even himself and no time to do the essentials to improve oneself in ideas then he could just as well have a change of career permanently.
Ones responsibility falls beyond ones expectations and projection as we realize our purpose for ourselves, our audiences and our art.It might be intangible at first but artists through ages sought these muses of ideas and concepts. It is almost only at a richman’s leisure that art prospers but what price it brings when history, cultures and traditions are built from them. When other great art flourishes because of these great pasts. It never really stops when one breathes in this aesthetic essentials.
Let me make my a stand as an individual of interest yet guided by integrity to share my art.
When the Thursday talk at Kulay Diwa Galleries continued last January 23, 2003 it was then that we remembered the great artist Santiago Bose. We were able to see the CNBC Asian Interview of this great artist as he bantered ideas and concepts with his host. What is the purpose of an artist but to be what is truly himself, his humanity? What is his goal but to awaken the sentiments of his people on the wrongs done to them? What is the artist life but to share andlive life to the fullest. What are the symbols to remember in artist’s but his own home address?
Noel Soler Cuizon was another interviewee and as humble to his accomplishments and to his verbal and aesthetic fluency as another great artist matured in himself and his artmaking. With these artists as pathfinders to follow one could only marvel at the potentials of Philippine art.
We ended a long day with another promise to come back to relive these beautiful people and their art again onanother day.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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After the Mourning
August 10, 2009, 8:30 pm
***08 10 2009
The day started clear as the blue sky. It was time go on the routine rounds and start writing again. Everything seems to come out with a new lease in life. I appreciated that I am alive, healthy and physically able. It was something basic that I could share hopefully with others.
I just came from Erik Sausa’s 2nd solo exhibit at Blanc Gallery Makati titled “Pretty Vacant.” This was the first art exhibit I have been to after almost three weeks of resting – idleness is a state of mind and body that I am being adept at nowadays. I enjoyed the respite and the new perspective from the eventful months of July and early August 2009. The last SONA of the President, the stable state of the Philippines despite the continuing recession in America, flooding and typhoon “Kiko affecting thousands,” the death of President Corazon Aquino and another hint of conspiracy theory of “hidden wealth” were all in the headlines. Sigh… Some are really predictable especially nearing the elections of 2010. I would not like to tackle the National Artists Award since I am of mind for the giving of the distinctions and not retracting it, hankering for and relegating it to the mundane politics of squabbles.
I still struggle to hope that some of these eventful images would again reflect in timely contemporary exhibits even in pun. In tasteful, sincere and reflective observations but I was hoping for naught. “Alas!” we will just have to wait some more. Perhaps the Filipino artists are as captivated just watching news and acting it out on the streets just like everyone.
Let us get back to the opening exhibit of painter Erik Sausa. We have been waiting for the right venue for this artist and Blanc Gallery Makati suits him to a “T.” I found the exhibit a bit wanting but enjoyed the space, images and the crowd. His works progressed early on to larger pieces and on a much playful tone. I was looking for the exhibit notes but had to be content with only the titles to hint on the images presented by this artist like “The Riddle of the Sphinx” as a conceptual throwback from an earlier work and a portraiture in “Sid Viscous” – a play on iconic band culture. This artist from Angono is just starting his solo shows and seems to be on the right track of retelling his version of the journey. He has been very active with collaborating with young artists for the past few years. The diversity and dynamism seems to have rubbed on as his works have matured enough with the current edge. There is that guessing game of appropriations and of negating spaces that leaves the audience wanting to ask “why.” Seeing the bombardment of images in an unlikely perspective just leaves us more perplexed and caught up hoping the next answer to the riddle would be on the next painting.
The months of July and August seem to be the test for the Philippines. They had marked changes hopefully for the better. They had also signaled storms to contend with and the ever distractions of Philippine politicking. The Zambales flooding has been overshadowed by propaganda and nit pickings. The stable economy has been overlooked by pessimism. The triumph of Philippine Democracy belittled by grandstanding. The death and mourning was played for the ratings game. It probably would continue with the hidden wealth speculation now. The funny thing though is that everything seems to happen too in the Philippines. Speculations would now fly as to why one could profit in times of recession that even other countries failed on. If you’re an economist then you would know how to profit, right? Let hope the coming days would end up clear too.
Amiel Gerald A. Roldan
Mandaluyong City, Philippines
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