Tuesday, December 2, 2008

from yana's hands


Artworks in general don’t have a precise explanation unless the artist itself is the ones to speak of it. Personally, these artworks are creations out of the mere feelings or self-expression the artist have for the entire day, week, or something that pushes them to create such work, the way I do. Yes, it doesn’t really need a diploma to certify you as an artist. As long as you could sublime your feelings and playful hand on the surface or on any work of art, which of course appreciated by many. Also, your work doesn’t just benefit yourself, but as well its ability to show others who you are inside.

Visually my work looks dark and may look like mourn in it, precisely it shows shadows and silhouettes and don’t forget the sunset which may look melancholic. Well, it’s kind of emotional; it just that people may think I’m that emo. Personally, everyone is emotional. It just that they don’t show it off in there looks, but they could just play it out with the way they live. Actually, in my dark-impressioned works, they doesn’t generally show sorrow, they might as well show revenge, happiness, enlightenment, love, hatred, sympathy; in general, they are feelings. My works, are like my diary, they show the real me. It’s like that; I’m bit of impressionist with how it shows. The episodes of my life are closely shown in its output. Maybe just like other painters who live and died with the way they show the world of who they are inside and what they feel.

I believed that in every piece, there’s a meaning behind every detail. Why the sunset appears in this side, why the guitar is blue and not red. Well, there are special stories behind that. And in this approach, this maybe, makes an artist interesting (a friend of mine said when he ones asked me of a single artwork). And in return, I was left soundless. I couldn’t even think that he could dig deep on that work which I seriously did out of what I felt. This may be a chance of how artists could express themselves and shout out what they’re hiding inside. There isn’t any secrets at all in every artists they show it off with their imaginative mind and playful hands.

beneath delirium


yung babaeng anorexic jan. ang position... parang nka crossed legged at crossed arm. my pinoprotectahang ego... syempre yung pagkababe nya... mejo ako yan. syempre... nung mejo na-depress ako sa lokong to. pumayat ako. hehe...

wala ka bang nkikitang gitara jan?

mejo yan yung common samin e. ang gitara...

preho kming mhilig s music...

but behind nang gitarang yan... my nkita kang shadow ng lalki di ba, which is my resemblance nman talaga yung shadow tsaka yung lalaki ko nun sa painting na lalaki? tapos my red horse sa baba... parang sinusunug... kasi parang sinusunug ko yung past na kay pait... tinalikuran ko na... nakatalikud nman ang babaeng anorexic sa fire. di ba? at nkaharap yung babae sa greener or more colorful na part, which is the better life ng (sabi mo di ba) which is dapat yung PRIORITIES... pag-aaral, et cetera...kahit na mapaluha ka pa sa remnants... bsta sa ikabubuti moh... yung music notes? syempre again. music yun... ang cherry at lips jan? resemblance yan sa kantang cherry lips ng garbage... ang red cross jan? syempre, nursing ako eh... tposlibro, career ang meaning nyan pare. hehe... ang Dx na nkasulat... diagnosis yan... maraming diagnosis masasabi mo pag may sakit ka e. lalo na sa heart... ganun yung meaning nyan...

kaya nga pag-before akong matutulog... nkatingin ako dito, nawawala pagod ko, kasi parang nkatingin ako sa present at sa future nga... pra ma-isaisip kong kelangan bumangun kahit nasawi ka. ^_^

tama nman e. wala akong makukuwa kapag s dun lng ako makakatuluyan... my tinapos akong kurso, e sya wala... beer lng at yosi makayanan nun cguru... kaya kahit mawal mn sya sakin, at my iba n sya ngayun... tingnan ko n lng lahat ng kabutihang nagawa ko s sarili ko. at dapat mahalin ko more yung sarili ko... parang mature thinking noh. hehe. ganun lng ^_^