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 …
And once more I am twiddling my thumbs and freezing in an airport. My Cebu Pacific flight home isn’t here yet. We were supposed to board thirty minutes ago. Why am I not surprised? At least this airport has free wi-fi.
So this is what I was up to, really, in HK. I wanted to see a Nakaya table! Other people fly to Tokyo to see Madonna. This is not a strange thing. I registered as a buyer and waited until the fair opened at 9:30. When I reached the Platinum Pen Co. table, I gawked …
The Cebu Pacific flight to Hong Kong was two hours delayed. Each announcement of further waiting elicited cries of dismay from the passengers, followed by a flurry of texting, I assume to people waiting for them on the other side of the flight. Those connecting to other destinations approached the counter but left with frowns. …