Amiel Roldan blog

the f’kin clean blogging slate April 14, 2008, 4:34 am I wonder what would it feel like to have a clean slate? To be in a new place with no strings and no baggage. To go back to basics. Think of living at a residence with a plate number - the trunk of your car. Have all your personal things, photos and your resumes handy in your yahoo email. Just worry about parking space for the day if I would go as far as to keep a car. Just be free with your locker, fitness first gym program, a steady job, your wallet, cell phone, laptop and credit cards, a post box to keep mail and a blog website to track you down…I would sleep under the stars and swim in uncharted waters. Blog all day on unlimited internet. Dwell on the mysteries of what to eat the next hour. Muse the beauty of simplicity. Just writing thoughts. Experience fleeting images of everyday routine and not be affected by it. Picture overload on 360 degrees of happenings! Gimiks and nightlife to the max! Make your major choices every...

The End of a Dream Whenever I wake up, and the mist of slumber still reigns, I glance around in fear on what this dream might be. So compelling it beckons to dread, that I could only feel icicles and coldness in my body. Shivering oddly wanting it this time to be real. --- ***  A Disclosure for My Blogs, Artmaking & Essays My Humble Apologies to Everyone. I wish I had the patience to edit and reedit my writings / paint and repaint works.     I know I missed a lot of errors.     I tend to drag, digress, compromise, and be emotional about accounts.     A typical OCD.     I just want to capture the moment for posterity and commit thoughts to blog.     Staring at a blank piece of paper, I just want to make my marks.     I enjoy writing and will continue until the end.     I enjoy editing and repainting.     Live life fully.     I do...

The start of our generation of then young artists of SBW! April 17, 2009, 9:44 pm ***04 18 2009 One could sum up the number of artists struggling to be recognized in the Philippine art scene and find out that it would stretch almost infinitely. From the earliest I could remember in the 1990's we were aggressive. We were always up to the dare. We were focused perhaps because there were also equally good and better young artists around us to measure ourselves with. The artist group Salingpusa and Sanggawa were both breakthroughs. The equally strong response and competitions from the Chabet conceptual artists were a pleasurable view. Both overlapping and producing more good exhibitions that we waited with rapt attention to. So many artists were also accorded recognition in the Thirteen Artists Award and figured in prestigious and not so known art competitions. We knew all of them and we knew that within the group everyone had the potential to be better. There were exceptional you...