Synchronized Poetic Rendetions

"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...

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.

   My mind was erratic yesterday...not the typical bad hair day, it was in fact one of those feelings where I have those excess creative juice that calls for an outlet. So I pick up some of my trade tool...gather all the 8 visual journal in front of me...the tempest swinging from all corners. Smack in the middle between two storms, that was in the News. An opportunity to feel nature on its passionate mood. 

   So I thought I'll be able to come up with new image/s for After Image 8.2...noon time rolled gently, it was so easy I almost fell asleep. In fact I did have some short nap that I did not remember if it ever occur. My mind was wandering, creating, outpouring...into nothing. None. I just held my pencil in mid-air...nothing comes out. "I thought this would be a day filled with colorful outburst."

   The internet session haunting me. There was this gnawing thought I wanted to  eliminate...I don't want to be in bondage with this domination. I'm already a being higher than the common Man. Not a sparring creation but a reasoning spirit. I was made of that material...or immaterial...or non-physical object. Ah! But some man just can't accept defeat...so ego centered they think their worldviews was Bible itself. 

   Now, I would not let my highly evolve brain stoop down on you. I had fairly answered your questioned and debated intelligently BUT...

   Here I have to co-exist with the world that was not totally in agreement with what I have in mind...or at least from lessons I have gathered from experiences. From sources that does not conflict itself. I found only one book that speaks of the past, present, and future...and accurate too. 
   Leave my strangled thought at this moment...better breath on pure love.

After Image, the public visual journal

The original intent of my visual journal are post-mortem analysis of my work and my life so meaning it should be concluded after death. Aside from my disambiguation it is my laboratory of self-evaluations so most of its parts are NOT FOR PUBLIC viewing. That would be keeping my agenda till the Lord decided to call me back. 

   The foremost reason why I am making this 8th visual journal is to let other people know what really is Realizationism in visual manuscript form. 

  

  Now if you want to understand what is a visual manuscript you can follow my blog The Art of Realizationism. 

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