Wicked game - Chris Isaak
ballpoint pen and alcohol
Calbayog City 2024
Today's drawing.
When I finished this drawing I had ink all over my hands and rubbing alcohol all over my lap... and a new face staring at me.
Art is magic.
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Pencil drawing on paper
Calbayog City 2024
"He not busy being born is busy dying." - Bob Dylan
If I were to die and come back again I would come back as a French Impressionist.
My artwork has changed a lot in the past five years. I'm currentltly exploring color. Concider me a work in progress.
AUDIOSLAVE
The past and the future don't exist. They literally don't exist.
What does exist is this thin sliver of a moment that we call now. Just now, wedged between a past and a future that aren't even real. I know this. I know this..
But tell me, why is the past so real in my dreams?
I woke up. Outside in the distance I heard roosters crowin̈g, and I remembered where I was. I felt my dreams vanishing into nowhere. Kind mercy.
Dim morning light gently poured in through the curtains casting gray shadows across our bed. I stretched out my legs and gave my entire body a deep stretch, squeezing out the last of the demons. I looked up at the clock. 5 am.
We sleep together on a huge bed. My wife and myself with our two young kids nestled in between us. Piled together. Filipino style.
I quietly made my way over to my wife's side of the bed and climbed in with her.
Early morning is our time.
Time is real. I know it is. But it plays with me.
Time is something that happens on the outside but on the inside. inside our minds, there is no time. On the inside there is only now.
Now, is eternity.
It's all we know.
Wedged in between a past and a future that aren't even real.
Calbayog City 2024
pencil drawing in my moleskine
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This is amazing
Cover of 'fable' by Gigi Perez.
i hope I'm this cool when I'm your age
Thank you, Anonymous. Life is a mysterious journey. Just enjoy it and whatever you do, don't let go.
Mysterious nature
Ballpoint pen on a post card
Los Angeles 2014
If you've never watched it, watch it.
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Nature & Humanity
pencil on watercolor paper
Calbayog City 2024
In the Philippines, the real law of the land is the law of nature. With no safty net.
In the Philippines, everywhere women are suckling babies. The streets are filled with children laughing and dancing in play. But there are no old people.
Smiles and machetes.
I exist here as if in a dream. As if in a bubble. Looking out but never touching.
Calbayog City 2024
Cigarettes after sex
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Eye candy
black sharpie
Culver City 1989
When I realized that I could draw nothing and have it be something, my world changed.
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The Boatman #3
pencil drawing on paper
Calbayog City, Samar 2024
I'm seriously thinking about adding color to this one.....
Time and Entropy
black sharpie on manila paper
Miami 2009
Time and entropy arise mutually like a boat and its wake.
Entropy is fractal which means that time never began.
So relax.
Relax
black sharpie on manila paper
Miami 2009
Aluminum can #1
Watercolor and pen
Los Angeles 2016
A friend of mine once told me that she liked Mark Rothko because she liked how he applied paint.
That got me thinking.
What I need, I thought, is a simple image to serve as a vehicle for the application of paint.
With this thought in mind I began painting fantasy aluminum cans.
Some of them turned out very pretty.
Here's another one.
Aluminum can #2
Watercolor and pen
Los Angeles 2016
These days I'm not so ambitious. When I want to apply pigment I just freakin' apply it.
All blue
Colored pencil and alcohol
Calbayog City 2024
We fall astray when we deny nature. 74. Living on a small island in the Philippines.
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