Sunday, September 20, 2015

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Last September 19, 2015, I, together with some of my block mates went to visit the National Arts Gallery in Manila. At first sight of the façade of the building, I was astonished. Besides the fact that it is my first time seeing the place up close—because I only normally see the venue in pictures online or just in history books—the National Museum was so much more than what I had anticipated. As we entered the building, the ambiance that I first thought of is that it was classy and similar to that of a mansion. There were chandeliers and the reception crew was very welcoming. We left our bags upfront, paid for the entrance fee and went on with the tour. For the reason that most of us were first timers, we didn’t know where to start. It was overwhelming to see numerous rooms and having that excitement made us amped up to explore. Of course, we had to stick with the objective, which was to complete the requirement. We approached the receptionist and asked for help in order for us to know the specific rooms or floors we were required to visit. Once we got what we needed, we began the tour ourselves, most of our block mates split up into groups. The first room that we visited was of course the one near the lobby, although it wasn’t part of the required rooms to visit. It had a sculpture of this enchanting angel that caught our eyes. Behind it were two paintings, the remarkable ‘Spoliarium’ by Juan Luna and ‘El Asesinato Del Gobernador Bustamante’ by Felix Resurreccion Hidalgo. Proceeding to the upper floor, we continued to the Pillars of Philippine Modernism. We saw artworks made by Manuel Rodriguez Sr., Juvenal Sanso and Galo Ocampo, Jose Alcantara and the well-known national artist Napoleon Abueva. But the one painting that caught my attention was the masterpiece made by Diosdado M. Lorenzo entitled “Landscape” (1966). Medium used was oil on board and its dimensions are approximately 18 inches in height.

            This painting brought me hedonistic pleasure. The first time I saw it I was captivated by how the colors were so inviting and it was pleasing to the eyes. Honestly I was tempted to touch the artwork, my block mates only prevented me from doing it because it was prohibited. The thing that sent me that temptation was because the painting looked 3-dimensional because of the thickness of the overlapping paint. You can see the strokes of the paint brush and how heavy or light it was damped on the board.  The colors were bright and dark at the same time and it created harmony within the masterpiece. One thing I loved the most and probably the reason why it brought me hedonistic pleasure was because it was so realistic, it made me agree through the way it depicted its message. The feeling I get whenever I stare at nature was the same feeling I felt when I looked at this painting. You can imagine the simplicity of the artist and the art itself.  It was positively relaxing. Even my block mates were attracted to this painting.
            As we proceeded with the tour, we went through this hallway that had a special gallery exhibition. Although still it wasn’t part of the required rooms to be visited, I was intrigued with one special artwork. It was by Arturo Rogelio Cruz and was entitled “Departure” and “Arrival”. It was honestly one of the most unique artworks I’ve seen in the museum because it did not resemble that of a painting. The material used was acrylic on burlap. There was also a story behind it which made the art more interesting. We then visited the GSIS collections in the northwest hall, which showcased most of the artworks made by Vicente S. Manansala. Other artworks were also featured in that collection but the one I loved the most was entitled “Sunset in Intramuros” (1979).

            This art piece was made by Federico Aguilar-Alcuaz, with oil on board used as a material, however, its dimensions weren’t provided. This masterpiece gave me an aesthetic feeling. Although I did not grew up being familiar with the sights of Intramuros, it made me feel one thing, reminiscence. This painting was made a long time ago, if I were given the chance to go back in time and see if Intramuros really did looked that breathtaking, I’d take it. It was beautiful because it was inviting to the audience. The way the sky was painted over the city made it warm. The lights coming from the lamp posts really did made me feel like I wanted to go there and see it for myself. From a distance, the way the colors were shaded at the bottom part of the painting made it look like it had a vignette effect. It was beautiful because the elements were blended really well, it had no purpose or any objective to deliver, it was just there. The view of Intramuros was present and it made me want to appreciate it.
            As we continued on with the tour, it was already around lunchtime, and frankly all I could think of was food. But as we approached the Social and Political Commentary After the 1970s section, I thought this tour will make the wait more worth it. This particular painting literally captured of what I thought was the most emotional message anyone could relate to. This painting called “Bondage” (1993) was made by Papo de Asis who used oil on canvas as material. It’s dimensions also weren’t provided.

            This painting to me kind of features a man, being locked up or enslaved by something much more powerful than him, and to me that was the society and its limitless control over anybody who belongs in it. There’s somehow a death persona who is riding a horse in the left part of the image and a woman on the other. Based on how I understood the image, the woman was the significant other of the man, and death took him away and locked him into this sculpture. Just like what society does to every human being, being limited by rules and powerless over the people who run the system. This gave me an emotive perspective on how I should look at the painting. The artist had the ability to make the audience feel what the man was feeling in the picture, and that is the feeling of being trapped. Maybe the artist was feeling this way when he was making the artwork. Or maybe he was able to imagine how the artwork would influence the audience and make them feel what was expressed in his art. The painting was expressive of the feeling of being locked up, without having the capacity to escape and your only fate was death. That was what I felt in appreciating the painting. Just by looking at the art itself, you forget about anything else and just tend to focus on what was inside the image.
            Near the conclusion of the tour, there’s this one artwork left that truly captivated my attention. It was made by one of the artists who I heard was known for capturing the harshest realities in our country today. It was entitled “Piping Tagulaylay” (1983) by Antipas Delotavo.

            The material used in this painting was oil on canvas as well, unfortunately, the dimensions weren’t also provided. At first I was intrigued of the title because I wasn’t aware of the meaning of the word “Tagulaylay”, so I googled it. It meant monotonous singing. I came upon the conclusion that Piping Tagulaylay meant the silent monotonous singing of the Filipino society. The colors, which were mostly toned down in in terms of hue showed the dullness and how plain living was. To me it meant that the singing meant here was how the lifestyle of the Filipinos, especially those who experience poverty and mediocrity, had no color or excitement. There was no happiness, no sadness, just the neutrality of the image. It made me open my eyes and understand the reality of this image and every day I see it with my own eyes. I was able to formulate my own opinion because of the reality depicted in this artwork. It was cognitive in a helpful way because it made me open my eyes to the real state and situation of the Filipino society.
            As we were leaving the venue, even though most of us were starving already, the thought of missing just one room of the museum made me think of coming back soon. Sure it wasn’t as exciting and as fun as going to the mall or going to the amusement part with my friends, but going to the museum taught me one thing. Being at peace with the silence and just getting the chance and time to explore every artwork in the museum made me appreciate more the simple things in life. Most of the images captured in the paintings were the minimalist scenes depicted in reality, like the traditional bahay kubo or even just the scenery of a big city. These simplest things in life inspired the artists to create and express their feelings and get their imagination to work.
            Hedonistic, emotive, cognitive or even aesthetic, those paintings were able to capture the audience in their own ways. You tend to forget the chaos outside the museum, and just focus on what were in there. We may have different preferences, but any art has a value of its own. I salute the artists who lived through their passion regardless of what the society thought about them. They inspire me to do the same as well.

            All in all the tour was much more than what I was expecting. I thought it was just going to be a plain old field trip but it wasn’t. I learned a lot and was able to apply the lessons I’ve learned in this course. One thing I learned and thought that it would be worth sharing in this narrative is that, different artists have different styles in creating different artworks. Although some artworks still belonged in the same category, they were still diverse and beautiful in their own ways. The ability of the painting to just hang on the walls and capture the attention of the audience is unbelievable, no words, no music, just the painting itself. A single image, along with elements combined in a creative way, can truly tell a thousand words. Most of the artists featured in the museum already passed away, but their legacy lives on through their masterpieces, and that is something you cannot take away from the power of art. 

*this was only a draft of the travelogue I made for my Philosophy class, still pretty raw but I guess it was still worth sharing

Friday, September 11, 2015

Tired

I've been busy with a lot of things the past few months. I hate how school has the power to literally take over my life. I hate how it effortlessly takes away the time I am supposed to be spending with my family, my friends and the things I love the most. I hate that when it comes to school, I have no other choice but to deal with it, BECAUSE IT IS FOR MY FUTURE. The tiring days and sleepless nights seem to have no end.

The anxiety of me not fulfilling my hopes and dreams is what keeps me up at night. The thought of me not becoming a CPA on a well-established firm, pursuing my blogging career by getting featured at concert magazines, and travelling the world doing volunteer missions is just devastating. I need to do everything I wrote on my bucket list and I do not know if school will take me there. I know it is part of the system and I know that I need a degree to do what I love, but come to think of it, is it really necessary to give projects and useless requirements just to learn? I mean I came to school to learn, not to be an emotionless robot that does things whenever and whatever it is told to do. School is not a prison where everyone is thought to think the same and feel the same and to do this and to do that, and you shouldn't do this and you shouldn't do that--but sometimes I feel like I am in one. School shouldn't make me feel this way, school should be the first thing to inspire me when it comes to my education, instead, it just depresses me. Making me think, "AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH"?

Someday all these will pay off. I know they will. Someday I'll graduate and be out of the system as soon as possible. I don't want to be gray, I want to be all the colors I've imagined myself in when I was six. I want to be the person I want to meet. A goal-oriented, well-driven, adventurous yet compassionate successful woman. Funny that after typing that sentence the first image that popped into my head was my mom, I want to be like my mom.

I won't let school put me down. It's hard, but it's not impossible to accomplish. All those exams, the retention grade and the deadlines are just illusions. The real world would be probably way worse than this, or so I was told. But I just need to drop everything for a while. I need some rest from all the chaos.

I'll be fine, I can do this. I just need to take a break. I'll be okay.


RDM
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