entries for October, 2007

Torralba, Pagninilay

Pagninilay
John Enrico C. Torralba
May mga panahon at tagpuang
Wala tayong maipangalan
Na kahit anong salita o tibok
O mailarawang kulay o tunog.
Sapagkat naghahawan kita ng liblib
Sa sulok ng mga dibdib
At nag-iiwan ng init ng hininga
Sa mga hamog sa sapot ng gagamba.
Binabagtas din natin ang lahat
Ng bakas at landas ng ulirat
Upang muling magkaroon ng sindi
Ang mitsang matagal na nakubli
Sa […]

by Mia on 12:44 am, October 31, 2007 in echoes none spoke

Whipcrack

Instead of spending my Saturday at the 5th NWA con, where I was supposed to speak at a forum on science fiction, I was at home recovering from my trip to Los Banos. Despite my declaration that I was not going to the SPP congress this year, I ended up accompanying (read: tagging along behind) […]

by Mia on 2:14 am, October 30, 2007 in academics (2) spoke

Initially avante

(crossposted from Another Miyaw)
Ang Bagong Libro (official site)
An art exhibit featuring reinvented, reimagined, remixed book covers for Filipino books. I’d like to encourage you to participate :D (Please note that we’re requesting people to send in sample work/portfolio links first.) Any suggestions of books to feature in the book “wish list” are very welcome.

I’d also […]

by Mia on 9:45 pm, October 27, 2007 in projects none spoke

Dust and ashes

I’ll be gone for a few days, maybe even a week. The heart (or whatever remains of it) demands space and silence: a little room in which to mourn, a little time to walk around and lay flowers on a grave.
My arrangements of time (little discrete blocks, shifting positions, defying good sense) have always been […]

by Mia on 2:29 am, October 21, 2007 in potpourri none spoke

Paz, Between Going and Staying

Between Going and Staying
Octavio Paz
translated by Eliot Weinberger
Between going and staying the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circular afternoon is now a bay
where the world in stillness rocks.
All is visible and all elusive,
all is near and can’t be touched.
Paper, book, pencil, glass,
rest in the shade of their names.
Time throbbing in […]

by Mia on 10:38 pm, October 18, 2007 in echoes none spoke

Victoria, semi-final ink

Initial concept: fluffy parody of ridiculously thin and long-necked girls with stylized faces and pouty lips, sitting pretty in gorgeous lacy dresses. It just so happened that I had exams this week, and I get obsessed with detail whenever I’m stressed.
And wings! Well, black wings make everything better!
Ink on watercolor paper. Click the picture to […]

by Mia on 11:41 pm, October 16, 2007 in visuals none spoke

Anger be thy song

If I ever sound angry when I talk about physics, it’s because I am.
Because I gave up a dream. Because I miss it like people miss amputated limbs. Because the lack of it is a thorn in my side, a sword through my heart. Because I’ve never forgiven myself for leaving. Because I’ve never forgiven […]

by Mia on 11:27 am, in academics (2) spoke

Hillman, Air for Mercury

Air for Mercury
Brenda Hillman
I.
After the double party
for the poorly loved
when the gleam in the hound’s eye
fell like glass rain on the south
lawn of the countergarden, when
the image of false flags sank
in the mirrored plaques,
when the mirrored plaques
had been passed in, they took
your days and gave them back,
before you unsnapped first
the crenellated shoulder wings
then the fumbling […]

by Mia on 7:00 pm, October 15, 2007 in echoes none spoke

Lace and wings work in progress

So let’s talk about how Mia is a glutton for punishment.

I meant to do a fluffy piece to poke fun at the absurdly long-necked, stick-thin stylized pretty girls so popular in some online art communities. Some basic inks and contrasts, then watercolor. I was going to add lace to the skirts when I thought, […]

by Mia on 5:57 pm, October 14, 2007 in visuals none spoke

Mori

A year later, months later, a thousand thousand memories later:
I still grieve for you. I will not forget.

by Mia on 1:30 pm, in thoughts none spoke

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