During the last days of the year, in our living room with the warm light pouring in the from the window, I sat on a white chair before a small working table. I laid out a sheet of paper towel on it, brought out the air dry terracotta clay we bought months ago that I never got to use immediately, and began kneading it, molding it, trying to discover what creature was inside the clay, what it would become in my hands.
Writings about art and life
Today, I am celebrating New Year’s Eve with my Mom, Dad, our new houseplants we got this year, and our adopted cats Kat, Nip, Dylan, and the street cats we feed here too in the province: Mufasa, Scar, Luna, and Amber. I’m reminiscing the year that has been by doing an Examen.
It all started when I messaged an online friend whom I met through Arriane Serafico’s Respark your Goal challenge. I knew her as Ate Joyce Melegrito a.k.a. Cloudybazookas. I think … Continue reading My First Komiket Experience: Research, Marketing, Preparations, Pricing, and Displays
A year ago, I was only starting my journey as a freelance artist. I wanted to offer illustration and graphic design services to potential customers. I designed logos, the visual … Continue reading 2017 in Review + 1 Tiny Announcement
Being an artist is a big responsibility – whatever we put out there may help make or break a person – ourselves included. What do we want people to feel … Continue reading My Personal Mission as an Artist
If you ask me how much I loved drawing or anything related to it, you will need patience and time, because it will be a long story. It will be my first time today to write extensively (from memory and previous artworks) and curate a few of my old drawings (traditional and digital) with the objective to document my growth as an artist and also as a person.