"Poetic
Intentions"
A beacon of hope, a candle that suppose to be speaking
Empty rhetoric of a man with only so little to give.
The shimmering glow has come to exhaustion...
A beacon of hope, a candle that suppose to be speaking
Empty rhetoric of a man with only so little to give.
The shimmering glow has come to exhaustion...
There’s a super typhoon threatening to hit the Philippines.
As if intensifying the memory of typhoon Ondoy
two years ago, this one Pedring already making an early gnashing…although it
was predicted to make landfall by tomorrow. So I wrote a blog and you can hit
this link IN MEMORY OF ONDOY. But before the blog, I was charge by an intense
desire to paint…
The idea was formed
about a day or two ago, and I had made a rough sketch of it yesterday but there
were some art projects that came plus I still have to make Empanada to sell. By
the time all errand was finished, I was too tired to face the said artwork
therefore I indulge myself on the internet, visiting of course Tagged ArtLover
Group…play Iron-Grip Marauders, Edit some of my sites, and browse some article…
So the said work
was re-started this noon. When it’s done I feel satisfied and ready to brag it
on cyberspace that I call “Poetic Intensions” although the intent was not
really met after it didn’t came out nice on photograph. Well, the usual problem
with my camera: the image were blurry and it doesn’t show the beautiful color
mixing I had achieved on this piece; especially the central figure which is the
candle with mouth—a surreal approach that symbolizes an advocacy that I want to
share being the beacon or light for mankind.
It is quite
frustrating after more than a dozen attempts taking shots; twisting, adjusting
lights, white-balance and contrast but to no avail. The only consolation is
looking at it directly on my work. Now, it’s a great deal to me now to acquire
a new camera. That thing wouldn’t be possible at the moment. I’m so broke and
there are some necessary debts to finish.
Sometimes, I was
thinking I should go back working and abandon my quest for self-employment.
This is a tough season for my entrepreneurship and my other sidelines aren’t
that booming too… I must have been wrong in my decisions…
All is accumulating
now after about 3 years since I leave Print Town. It must have been a brave
move but not wise at all.
Now the beacon is
fading…its shimmering glow has come to its exhaustion…
In moments of failure
I will think of past
successes.
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