Foot and Fire

In Part V, it is all about resilience. In education, we have to accept that change is the only constant. Meaning, Life is not a story to be told but to be lived,  it cannot be told or summed up in a simple slogan because it has to be lived along with the uncertainties.  Meanwhile in Meditation, it invites us to just observe how everything progresses so that one can think how to adapt. Just like the recent job lay offs of tech companies. all along tech companies are what we are thinking to be our direction to progress. But through meditation, we can pause and think for creative solutions or alternatives or answers.    (P.S. This is part of the series I was making in 2021. Please check other post for complete picture of what this book offers to us...)

One of the dubbed tourist attractions which I could not bring myself to excitedly go was the Ground Zero or the place where the 9/11 happened. It is now a park complex with museums on the side, the Oculus World Trade Center and the National September 11 Memorial Museum.  Above and below are the photos of the site where the names of the victims were written. Since I visited a week before 9/11, I found many flowers beside the names.  Actually, I was hesitant to really go over the place since the atmosphere is sad, really sad, like in any site where death occurred, and also I felt that the grieving families or the surviving families should be given their own space for privacy despite the fact that 9/11 happened in 2001 or roughly 21 years ago. I felt my presence was an intrusion.  But still i passed by twice without going inside the museum. I also felt that my presence should be a reminder that we are humans with the same aspirations and no one deserved to die. As humans, we a

Having a moment with the DAMBANA SA PASKO (1982) was priceless to think of it now. A Napoleon Abueva inside PICC was a treat given our hectic convention schedule for a week and it was a consolation for me for missing a museum on a Philippine museum month of October. Here, I am sharing with you some photos I took trying to capture the intricate details if this wood carving.  So far, this is the second piece of his that I saw. The first one was in the National Museum, and it was an intricate wall sculpture that deserves a second closer look. This is the transcript that accompanies the sculpture: "Napoleon V. Abueva (born 1930) Dambana ng Pasko 1982 Molave and metal 450 x 479 cm His childhood memories of life in Bohol are realized in his recurring fascination with the carabao, the workhorse of the Filipino farmer. As a child, he would create carabao sculptures in clay. As a man, the sculptor, he would keep on returning to this subject in wood, metal, and stone. In competi

During my wanderings in the Museum, I found some great pieces, pieces that do not reflect the "image" formed by the media in our minds. For example, I found some Picasso works which are not cubism as we usually know him with. I also found Marc Chagall in MoMA when I thought I need to see some Jewish galleries before I can meet it. I also liked the Klimt piece there when Neue Gallerie was where I thought all Klimt were. I will share them with you in due time and in separate blogs.  For this blog, I found a Jackson Pollock at the Smithsonian Museum of American Art in Washington D.C. and I was so pleased to see his creative father figure Thomas Hart Benson and learned about their story. I have seen a biopic of him and this side of his story was not touched.  Jackson Pollock has persevered in his quest to being an artist and succeeded in having his "drip" technique accepted in the American art world.  He was not a strong figure painter as I would surmise. Bu