I lied. But this wasn’t because I was having another “day”. I had a sudden appointment which was something I couldn’t say no to, so I did what I had to do. I even missed the faggot’s last day because of it.
I made my way to the 7th floor of Ascott and spent more than an hour and a half waiting at the lounge. The beige couch which the receptionist offered was pretty comfortable, and a 32-inch LCD TV that was tuned in to CNN also made the waiting less hassle. I took out my current read to maximize the time but the words All-Day Breakfast started popping in my head. I then browsed for restaurants where I can treat myself after my turn.
I went out of the building and found myself making a detour. I crossed the intersection of Parkway Drive and West Street, and unconsciously examined the tall, thin girl who was going in the same direction. She seemed like those Tumblr girls whom I’ve always pegged my life with: she’s got bangs and was wearing a loose knit top and a red wine skirt. We went inside The Link, rode the same elevator and got off at the same floor. I made my way through the registration area while she went straight ahead to her booth. I then realized she was an exhibitor.
I walked and looked around, and I felt like I was in an indie film! The day was vague. I was alone and didn’t had a fixed lunch schedule so I ended up at the Art Fair Philippines which was something I’d still probably make time for had I went to work that day.
I remembered my Noli Me Tangere/El Filibusterismo teacher back in high school when I was looking at these pieces. She would probably ask us to interpret the images: what the Jose Rizal statue, blindfold, empty signboards and the people behind the boards symbolize.
This piece sends a very powerful message. It depicts our present society, and at first glance, I would describe it as open-minded and conveys equality. Looking further, it also shows how many issues are needed to be addressed and how dark and difficult it has become to live in this world.
I can never analyze every piece that I saw in the Art Fair but I took photos of the ones that caught my attention and made me look closer:
During my last stop, I encountered the question “What is Art for you?” It was probably one of those questions that require thinking, and even if I was thinking, I had a mental block. It took me three tries to come up with a decent answer, because yes, I was trying to be cultured.
I came out of the exhibit relaxed and more inspired to do what I want.
I then proceeded to my very late lunch, and pushed through with my All-Day Breakfast cravings!
While waiting for the crew to serve me my extra garlic rice and sunny side up, I was telling myself that nothing ever comes easy, in an instant. It has taken the artists a lot of pushing, time and sweat but seeing their own work curated and being appreciated by the public is probably what gives them the fulfillment. It’s more of their messages being shared through their art, actually. I admire them for continuing to live for their passions, for being dedicated and for looking at life both in the simplest and most profound way.
*The names of the artists were indicated below each photo, however, not all names were taken note of. If you know the names of the artists of the uncaptioned photos, please don’t hesitate to share.