I’ve Got Whozits and Whatzits Galore

As a break from all my painting and travel posts, I’ve decided to come up with a feature on some of my favorite things I collect and adorn my room with. I originally intended to post this last April after spring cleaning one lazy Saturday afternoon, which just goes to show how much more pending updates I have in queue.

An altar of masks: (1) The Venetian Jester and the smaller gatto mask are gifts from Ate Tina and Reyna respectively, while the black, gold, and orange one is something I ordered online from a few years back; (2) Intricate batik masks (A tip if you’re into collecting this sort of mask: They are best bought in Yogyakarta where everything is cheaper than in any other part of Indonesia); (3) Locally-crafted masks from Bacolod (the terracotta ones are handiworks of the late mask-maker/ painter/ sculptor Rex Cuenca), a mask from China given to me by Julie, and a Thai mask I was able to score for a very good price in one of the stalls lining the port for cross-river ferries bound for Wat Arun in Bangkok.
venetianbatik masks

Puppets! I don’t have much, but I am determined to grow my meager collection. As of now, I only have a couple of string puppets from Cambodia (only one of the two is in this photo) and a pair of wayang goleks – Rama and Sita. I regret not having been able to buy a wayang kulit or two as I splurged too much on masks during my last trip to Indonesia.

Gadgets and gizmos aplenty, and by that I mean: (1) Tapestries and wall hangings; (2) Ornate boxes of  all shapes and sizes from different curio shops; (3) A peacock pipe, which was my only purchase from Damnoen Saduak Floating Market; (4) Small brass figurines and paper weights from Cambodia, Nepal, and India; AND (5) A small shoe sculpture by Ferdinand Cacnio – one of my most prized possessions.
photo 1(1) trinkets

My most recent obsession are lanterns, which I kind of hoarded when I visited Hoi An last December, then distributed around certain spots in our house. My aim is to draw inspiration from Cafe Mary Grace’s gorgeous chandelier (refer to the last photo in this post) comprised of numerous lamps and LED lights when I have my room renovated next year.
photo 2 lanterns

And yes, you may follow me on Instagram. It’s open for public consumption; nothing too personal there – just photos of food, places, paintings, illustrations, friends, and random stuff that are meant to somehow document my existence on a weekly basis.

Summer and Bali

Just when I thought that this blog will never be consistently updated (what with the long hours I spend for studio work and illustration projects in-between), by some miraculous twist of fate, I have somehow found a way in my current schedule to allot days devoted to blogging. Having said that, this post is intended as a final hurrah to summer. Yes, even if the rainy season has already set in.

A summer ago, I and my friend, Evan, found ourselves in Bali after exploring temples around Yogyakarta. While it was scorching hot in the latter, Bali weather was erratic, much like the current weather condition here in Manila – one morning we’d be sweating while taking photos and marveling at temples, the next thing we know we’re running and looking for shelter from a sudden downpour, usually settling for the nearest cafe (with Wi-Fi!) we can find. We arrived on a rainy night; our flight from Jakarta was even a couple of hours delayed. A one-hour cab ride took us through lush rolling hills and rice terraces to the town of Ubud, Bali’s center for arts and crafts, dance, and music. We had difficulty looking for our guesthouse as it was tucked away in a narrow residential area, a good 10-minute walk from the main road where most of the other guesthouses, curio shops, and restaurants are located.
IMG_1621 IMG_1916The best part of our room was the huge terrace overlooking the guesthouse’s garden. I would wake up early each morning and enjoy my quiet time alone, having breakfast and sipping a good cup of coffee. I brought my handy sketch pad with me, and I would draw away during lazy afternoons and evenings, listening to Beirut and Florence and the Machine. That terrace is just perfect!

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