Isang Taon mula sa iyong “Pag-uwi”

Hunyo 8, 2013 nang kayo ay umuwi.  (Mababasa ang aking artikulo ukol dito sa A Certain Definition of “Uuwi na ako”)

Isang taon na rin po ang nakalilipas.  Kumusta po kayo diyan? Alam ko pong masaya naman kayo kapiling Niya.

Miss ko na po ang pagsakay sa tricycle ninyo. Lalo na po ang palagi ninyong pagpiprisintang sunduin at ihatid ako, saan man ako galing o papunta.  Mula noong bata po ako, noong elementary pa ako, hanggang ngayon na nagtatrabaho na po ako, wala po kayong mintis sa pagpapasakay sa akin sa inyong tricycle para lamang makatiyak na ligtas akong aalis o darating sa aking paroroonan, lalo na sa mga madaling-araw na mga biyahe.  Nami-miss ko po iyon kasi wala pong ibang taong gumagawa noon, kayo lang.

Isa lang po ang masasabi ko, sigurado na po ang aking pag-uwi ngayong araw para dalawin kayo.

 

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IM PURITY IS NOW READY

Article 1: The Hatchlings of Anita Purity


Article 2: Im Purity’s Escape


Im Purity managed to escape from the forest she used to call home. But the weight of her emotions dragged her to the ground.


Sunrise in Pampanga

Sunrise in Pampanga.

 

Im Purity opened her eyes. It took her a while before realizing that she was in an unfamiliar place. She was in a swamp.

Then it took her another minute to remember that… she crashed.

Luckily, the water lilies made the perfect absorber for the impact of her unenunciated fall.


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Im Purity’s Escape

Article 1: The Hatchlings of Anita Purity

Crashing

Im Purity flapped and flapped her wings. She waved her soft wings so hard that it could snap anytime. But she did not care. All she wanted was to fly away, as far as she could, from the place that caused her all these tears, in this place that she used to call home.

But Im Purity was still young. And since this was her first flight, her slender body could not yet sustain long flights. And bad memories started flooding her mind.  She was now haunted by the reaction of the elders when they first saw her.  Their degrading look could just cut through one’s heart.  


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The Hatchlings of Anita Purity

One fine morning, Anita Purity, a white regal dove, felt a delicate snap underneath the warmth of her feathers. Crack, crack, crack. Her eggs were already hatching. Crack, crack, crack and a head full of beige-colored feathers emerged from the white shell. Crack, crack, crack and Anita Purity saw her first child: a beautiful girl, with feathers as fine as Anita’s.

Crack, crack, crack. There was another egg in the nest. Crack, crack, crack. The excitement in Anita’s eyes were not over yet. Crack, crack, crack. The topmost part of the shell fell off. Crack, crack, crack and another head came forth.

But something in this second chick turned Anita’s excitement to worry.

Dark, rugged, uneven feathers lined the head of the second girl. And as it revealed itself to the world, the dark-colored feathers gave a big “Hello!”


Time flew as fast as the greatest flyer of the Purity flock.

The Purities, as their name suggested, were obssessive-compulsive with regards to their family members. They were so strict that names of offsprings were decided via votes, so as to ensure that first names conformed to the definition of the flock name.

Anita’s fair-feathered squab was named Serene. Serene Purity.

On the other hand, because of her dark feathers, the second hatchling was named Im. Im Purity.

Summit of Mt. Damas

Photo by Karina de Capia.


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ONE STEP AT A TIME: The 2013 Unclaimed Baggage Center Catalogue

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Welcome once again to my UNCLAIMED BAGGAGE CENTER, where uncollected luggage are being sold.
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This year I decided to take the ladder to freelance film life. Let’s take a look at this year’s list of items for sale to see how my climb had been. Enjoy!

(The 2012 Catalogue is available here)

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BAGGAGE NAME: Ekstra
BAGGAGE DESCRIPTION: Cinemalaya Directors’ Showcase Entry
DATE OF DEPOSIT:  01252013
STATUS: sold to me

With Ms. Vilma Santos on the set of EKSTRA

With Ms. Vilma Santos on the set of EKSTRA

For me, this film was all about catching up.

After spending more than a year in regular TV work, the few film projects in the last quarter of 2012 were like turning the car key and trying to ignite the engine that went dormant for quite a long time. In this project with Direk Jeffrey Jeturian, finally, I was able to jumpstart the sleeping engine of passion inside of me.

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BAGGAGE NAME: Sana Dati
BAGGAGE DESCRIPTION: Cinemalaya Director’s Showcase Entry
DATE OF DEPOSIT: 03302013
STATUS: sold to me

Actors and Actresses on the set of Sana Dati

Actors and Actresses on the set of Sana Dati

We were shooting this film in the same time frame as Ekstra so I was only able to supervise continuity for half of the shooting days. The movie was hailed Best Film in the Cinemalaya Directors’ Showcase category.
I could say that the experience was another step in the ladder. It was all about getting used to the life again, after more than a year.


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The Land of No Limbs

The American in the Land of no Limbs

Some time ago, in Baywalk, Roxas Boulevard, these metal statues were a picture of a happy family. Unfortunately, the wholeness seemed to have faded away as each of them loses a limb with every tick of the present clock.

In here, you won’t see anyone walking in the streets alone.  Everybody is always strolling within a group.  A group that we call ‘family’.  

And these groups create wonderful photographs.  A little boy grabbing his mother’s hand towards a toy store.  A girl trying to climb her father’s back.  A father kissing his wife.

These heartwarming photographs should cost millions.  Sights that are so touching that you won’t even notice that the people lack something.  Hence the name of our town.

To tell you the truth, all of these are just compliance to the law.  The law that is being implemented by our king.  The law states that people should go out with their families at all times.  Why? This is to ensure that people in our land  show an image of wholeness, a picture of being complete.  Something that we cannot achieve on our own.  Something that we cannot portray alone… here in the Land of No Limbs.


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