As you can see, the doodlebots are out to play. This was drawn using my Omas Milord Arco with an extra-fine nib modified for flex by Mr. Mottishaw, loaded with Noodler’s Kiowa Pecan.
Month: January 2008
I don’t know why I even bother, actually. It’s not as if the world could use more ways for me to inflict my words upon it. Heaven knows I’ve done enough damage! Here, have a pretty picture instead: This “lily” is one of a series of doodles in a Muji binder notebook. The ink is …
I had single-celled organisms causing havoc and pain in my stomach last week. To the people who have left comments here and emailed me, please forgive the delay in responding. I’m catching up.
We’re shooting at Pinto Gallery in Antipolo. Stairs of stone and cement lead to and from pockets of gardens and ponds. There is a whiff of delightful dereliction about the place, a devil-may-care attitude towards cobwebs and lichen. There are sculptures almost indistinguishable in texture from the grass and soil and wood that surround them. …
El gato (hembra) From one of my favorite Flickr artists, a graceful watercolor with bite. This is eye candy on the level of Super Lemon and Red Hots – extremes of visual flavor. Take a peek. Blogged with Flock Tags: Flickr, watercolor
We moved to the 27th floor of the same building this Monday. At first I didn’t have an office, but a storage room. That’s all fixed now. My assistant (also known as the Woman Who Has Saved My Behind Too Many Times to Count) helped me unpack my boxes, arrange my books and find an …
I am working overtime. Argh.
I am enjoying a last few minutes on the balcony before ceding its ownership to the next guest. We’re near enough the airport so we’re not screaming at one another to board the shuttle now now now. This has been a relaxing break for me, regardless that we’re here for work. There’s something about staring …
Jesus is my jeepney driver: CnT lechon (roasted pig), “The Taste of Cebuanos:” A cloudy day in Cebu still manages, with little effort, to soothe the spirits:
With only three hours’ sleep, I rushed to the airport to be on time for my 9:00 am flight to Cebu, where we were to stay at the Shangri-la Mactan for the weekend. This is a huge resort, where the artless sprawl of palms belies the expert and extensive landscaping that included trucking over the …