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Thursday, January 21
Thursday, December 31
GOB
Glimpse Of the Bangungot
1999,
A friend who worked at Kinko's
hooked me up with 22 square feet of poster paper.
I tacked half of it on a wall of a room i was renting at
360 St. Francis Blvd, Daly City.
The paper hung there blank for months.
The family of roomies slowly occupied the rooms.
360 is a beautiful home.
I want to say the house was haunted,
but, "haunted" sounds so negative.
The family agreed that
we were not always alone in the house.
I personally didn't fully accept the presence of
the other family member until...
2000.
I was introduced to our newsest roomie, gaNyan.
Being artists, we instantly became brothers.
The day he came to visit the house
to check out the room downstairs,
he burns Sage during the 360 tour.
That night.. err.. or early next morning,
I woke up... err.. or I tried to wake up.
I was paralyzed.
This happened a couple times when I was younger,
but, they felt more like easily forgotten nightmares.
And this time,
I was not sure if I was dreaming or awake.
It felt like it was somewhere in between.
I know a friend who gets in this kind of situation
on a regular basis.
She told me that if you wiggle your toes
you will slowly free yourself from paralysis.
Instead of wiggling my toes,
I tried opening my eyes...
The room was dimly lit
from the slowly pulsing white light
of the computer tower under my desk.
I saw (or dreamt) a silhouette of a
large headed figure.
If the silhouette was not
a person standing in front of my feet,
then it was a small creature crouching on my chest.
It didn't feel like a nightmare.
It was creepy and I didn't feel threatened.
But, being completely helpless was not fun.
It was mischievous more than anything.
It was like it was letting its presence known.
I can't remember how or when I was freed,
but, when I was, my heart was racing.
I jumped out of bed and grabbed a pencil.
On the poster paper behind me,
I started sketching the shape of the silhouette.
The sketch would sit there for months.
I told the story to family and friends
who would ask about this odd sketch
hanging on my wall.
With the story being more exciting than
what I would try and add to the sketch
My failed attempts would just eventually get erased.
It was even more difficult that
it didn't have a deadline, direction, or purpose.
2001.
I became paralyzed in front of the television.
I couldn't be freed from it for 1 week of September.
I was scared. Then I was sad. Then angry. Paranoid.
Full of negativity.
After a week of this paralysis,
I finally wiggled my toes and freed myself.
I decided that I would never
let anything control me again.
So, I turned the television off.
With all the time off,
and all this negative energy to vent out,
the poster paper started to fill up.
The medium changed from pencil to ball-point pen,
then finally to ink pens and acrylic.
The direction was moving forward
and the purpose was extremely meditative.
But, it still didn't have a deadline.
Through the years,
after moving out of the 360 home,
I moved into several different homes,
The Bus Stop, The Shugashak, The Meteor,
The Klubhaus, Astroid Base 1,
and finally to Moon Base 2.
Whenever I moved and grew roots at a new home
GOB would find itself tacked on a wall.
I would find myself in my element at 3am
zoned out, blasting music through my headphones
with a pen in my hand.
2009.
gaNyan invited me to participate in an art exhibit
with a Philippine Folklore theme called Tabi Tabi Po.
A few months before the exhibit,
I was hanging out with gaNyan
and another 360 family member, shortyrocwell.
I showed them a couple pieces I was working on
and they asked me, "What's up with GOB?"
I just recently moved
and I was not completely unpacked,
so, I totally forgot about GOB.
That night I dug GOB out and tacked it on the wall.
GOB finally had a deadline.
(click on image for detail shot)
For info on purchasing a vinyl print of GOB,
E-mail 1AM Gallery.
(ALL of my profits will be donated
to the Filipino victims of typhoon Ondoy and Pepeng)
1999,
A friend who worked at Kinko's
hooked me up with 22 square feet of poster paper.
I tacked half of it on a wall of a room i was renting at
360 St. Francis Blvd, Daly City.
The paper hung there blank for months.
The family of roomies slowly occupied the rooms.
360 is a beautiful home.
I want to say the house was haunted,
but, "haunted" sounds so negative.
The family agreed that
we were not always alone in the house.
I personally didn't fully accept the presence of
the other family member until...
2000.
I was introduced to our newsest roomie, gaNyan.
Being artists, we instantly became brothers.
The day he came to visit the house
to check out the room downstairs,
he burns Sage during the 360 tour.
That night.. err.. or early next morning,
I woke up... err.. or I tried to wake up.
I was paralyzed.
This happened a couple times when I was younger,
but, they felt more like easily forgotten nightmares.
And this time,
I was not sure if I was dreaming or awake.
It felt like it was somewhere in between.
I know a friend who gets in this kind of situation
on a regular basis.
She told me that if you wiggle your toes
you will slowly free yourself from paralysis.
Instead of wiggling my toes,
I tried opening my eyes...
The room was dimly lit
from the slowly pulsing white light
of the computer tower under my desk.
I saw (or dreamt) a silhouette of a
large headed figure.
If the silhouette was not
a person standing in front of my feet,
then it was a small creature crouching on my chest.
It didn't feel like a nightmare.
It was creepy and I didn't feel threatened.
But, being completely helpless was not fun.
It was mischievous more than anything.
It was like it was letting its presence known.
I can't remember how or when I was freed,
but, when I was, my heart was racing.
I jumped out of bed and grabbed a pencil.
On the poster paper behind me,
I started sketching the shape of the silhouette.
The sketch would sit there for months.
I told the story to family and friends
who would ask about this odd sketch
hanging on my wall.
With the story being more exciting than
what I would try and add to the sketch
My failed attempts would just eventually get erased.
It was even more difficult that
it didn't have a deadline, direction, or purpose.
2001.
I became paralyzed in front of the television.
I couldn't be freed from it for 1 week of September.
I was scared. Then I was sad. Then angry. Paranoid.
Full of negativity.
After a week of this paralysis,
I finally wiggled my toes and freed myself.
I decided that I would never
let anything control me again.
So, I turned the television off.
With all the time off,
and all this negative energy to vent out,
the poster paper started to fill up.
The medium changed from pencil to ball-point pen,
then finally to ink pens and acrylic.
The direction was moving forward
and the purpose was extremely meditative.
But, it still didn't have a deadline.
Through the years,
after moving out of the 360 home,
I moved into several different homes,
The Bus Stop, The Shugashak, The Meteor,
The Klubhaus, Astroid Base 1,
and finally to Moon Base 2.
Whenever I moved and grew roots at a new home
GOB would find itself tacked on a wall.
I would find myself in my element at 3am
zoned out, blasting music through my headphones
with a pen in my hand.
2009.
gaNyan invited me to participate in an art exhibit
with a Philippine Folklore theme called Tabi Tabi Po.
A few months before the exhibit,
I was hanging out with gaNyan
and another 360 family member, shortyrocwell.
I showed them a couple pieces I was working on
and they asked me, "What's up with GOB?"
I just recently moved
and I was not completely unpacked,
so, I totally forgot about GOB.
That night I dug GOB out and tacked it on the wall.
GOB finally had a deadline.
(click on image for detail shot)
For info on purchasing a vinyl print of GOB,
E-mail 1AM Gallery.
(ALL of my profits will be donated
to the Filipino victims of typhoon Ondoy and Pepeng)
Labels: visual
Wednesday, December 2
35 years ago, in The Philippines,
my aunt went into the backyard
and threw out a pot of boiling water.
She forgot to say out loud,
"Tabi Tabi Po",
a respectful way to say "excuse me".
That night, her daughter (my cousin)
and my older brother became ill.
On their chests, they had
rashes that resembled 1st degree burns.
It was extremely itchy and became very stinky.
Both of them were only a year old
and my mom and aunt took them
to 3 different doctors,
spending a lot of money on ointments.
None of them worked.
When they realized that the ailment was caused by
a dwende that was burned by the boiling water,
they gathered the neighbors
and prayed around the house, apologized,
and left a bowl of coconut oil,
where the dwende dwells.
After rubbing the coconut oil over the kids' chests,
they were miraculously healed.
The Dwende is a Filipino Folklore Creature
that can only be seen by children.
They dwell in the forests
and their homes are large ant-hill-like mounds.
Some believe they protect the forest.
And if you disrespect them or harm their homes,
they have been known
to cast spells, curses and hexes.
Causing feverish symptoms, swollen limbs,
and bad luck.
Dwende are described to look like
a Dwarf, Goblin or Elf.
I have been sketching
this dwende character for a few years now
and from only hearing stories from relatives,
its difficult to translate it on paper.
The dwarves and fairies I know from books and films,
are all influenced by European mythology.
One time when I was 7,
I brought my grandma into the bathroom,
pointing at a Gremlins ad
on the back of a toilet paper 4-pack,
I asked her,
"Do the dwende look like Gizmo, the Mogwai?"
She replied,
"No, skinnier and not as much hair."
Ignoring all the influences I grew up on
I dove deep into my imagination
into the forest lifestyle of the dwende.
Insects and Reptiles are
the only creatures I know,
that have the ability to
make themselves invisible to the human eye.
Being the master of their domain,
it is safe to assume that they know
everything about the local plant life
that is harmful to humans.
This my interpretation of The Dwende.
So, the next time you enter the forest,
pay your respects and say "Tabi Tabi Po"
Visit 1AM Gallery
to experience Tabi Tabi Po
an art exhibit influenced by
The Folklore of The Philippines.
Also, visit Baliktad
to hear more ambient sounds of Filipino Folklore.
The Dwende
35 years ago, in The Philippines,
my aunt went into the backyard
and threw out a pot of boiling water.
She forgot to say out loud,
"Tabi Tabi Po",
a respectful way to say "excuse me".
That night, her daughter (my cousin)
and my older brother became ill.
On their chests, they had
rashes that resembled 1st degree burns.
It was extremely itchy and became very stinky.
Both of them were only a year old
and my mom and aunt took them
to 3 different doctors,
spending a lot of money on ointments.
None of them worked.
When they realized that the ailment was caused by
a dwende that was burned by the boiling water,
they gathered the neighbors
and prayed around the house, apologized,
and left a bowl of coconut oil,
where the dwende dwells.
After rubbing the coconut oil over the kids' chests,
they were miraculously healed.
The Dwende is a Filipino Folklore Creature
that can only be seen by children.
They dwell in the forests
and their homes are large ant-hill-like mounds.
Some believe they protect the forest.
And if you disrespect them or harm their homes,
they have been known
to cast spells, curses and hexes.
Causing feverish symptoms, swollen limbs,
and bad luck.
Dwende are described to look like
a Dwarf, Goblin or Elf.
I have been sketching
this dwende character for a few years now
and from only hearing stories from relatives,
its difficult to translate it on paper.
The dwarves and fairies I know from books and films,
are all influenced by European mythology.
One time when I was 7,
I brought my grandma into the bathroom,
pointing at a Gremlins ad
on the back of a toilet paper 4-pack,
I asked her,
"Do the dwende look like Gizmo, the Mogwai?"
She replied,
"No, skinnier and not as much hair."
Ignoring all the influences I grew up on
I dove deep into my imagination
into the forest lifestyle of the dwende.
Insects and Reptiles are
the only creatures I know,
that have the ability to
make themselves invisible to the human eye.
Being the master of their domain,
it is safe to assume that they know
everything about the local plant life
that is harmful to humans.
This my interpretation of The Dwende.
So, the next time you enter the forest,
pay your respects and say "Tabi Tabi Po"
Visit 1AM Gallery
to experience Tabi Tabi Po
an art exhibit influenced by
The Folklore of The Philippines.
Also, visit Baliktad
to hear more ambient sounds of Filipino Folklore.
Saturday, November 28
Aardman Studios Animates...
a Nintendo DSi Ad
using Flipnote Studio
and if you don't know Aardman Studios...
Aardman is to Stop-Motion Animation
as
Pixar is to 3D Animation
using Flipnote Studio
and if you don't know Aardman Studios...
Aardman is to Stop-Motion Animation
as
Pixar is to 3D Animation
Friday, August 14
Flipnote Studio Released
Nintendo announced,
a summer release of the DSiware,
Flipnote Studio.
But, I don't consider the first week of skool,
a "summer release".
Anyways, after a day of getting used to the tools,
it's everything I expected this flipbook app to be.
I just hope that future upgrades will include
audio editing tools,
the color yellow,
another layer or 2,
a fill tool,
and a stylus/DSi screen protector
that has the texture of paper.
Here is my first flipnote...
a summer release of the DSiware,
Flipnote Studio.
But, I don't consider the first week of skool,
a "summer release".
Anyways, after a day of getting used to the tools,
it's everything I expected this flipbook app to be.
I just hope that future upgrades will include
audio editing tools,
the color yellow,
another layer or 2,
a fill tool,
and a stylus/DSi screen protector
that has the texture of paper.
Here is my first flipnote...
Labels: geek on