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Win a signed copy of Twisted 9

October 23, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Cats, Contest 1 Comment →


Koosalagoopagoop Galadriel Z. Ivanisevic Carter-O’Brien

You will need your cat’s cooperation. The contest is here. Thanks to Tina at FPN for running the page!

In the realm of the senses

October 22, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Art No Comments →

This is a tongue sticking out of the wall.

(L-R) Two oil paintings, Binabawal, Binabanal No. 1 and Binabawal, Binabanal No. 2. Then Looking Glass, a resin breast inside an ornate bronze mirror, with a velvet ribbon.


Dama Naranja, a bronze sculpture with nipples on her scalp and a flotation device around her neck.


Mebuyan Scapulars: Marble scapulars with resin nipples and velvet ribbons.


Sense, Sate: A wall of ears, tongues, noses and nipples multiplied to infinity by a mirror (not in photo). Those are casts of our ears; we don’t know who the other appendages belong to.

Before we could process the visual information we got a walloping headache that we’re going to blame on sensory overload. So we’ll get back to you.

Leo Abaya’s Sense, Sate runs until 12 November 2011 at Tin-Aw Art Gallery, upper ground floor, Somerset Olympia, Makati Avenue, Makati City. (The gallery is across the hall from Old Swiss Inn, in the building beside the Pen.) Open Mondays through Saturdays from 10 am to 6 pm. Telephone 892 7522.

Cookies! Num num num num num

October 22, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Food 1 Comment →

Monster Cookies!

“What have you been up to?” we asked our patient webmaster Melo, whom we see maybe twice a year. Lunch last Tuesday was actually postponed from January.

“Baking cookies,” he replied.

“That’s nice. What have you been doing?”

“Baking cookies.”

“What! You mean you’ve been baking cookies?”

Now only has Melo been baking cookies, he’s been selling them in mass quantities. They’re called Monster Cookies, and speaking as one who considers cookies a basic food group, they are satisfying and delicious. Our picky cat Saffy agrees. Chewy, best with a cold glass of milk.

Monster Cookies are available at Parvati at the Mindanao Wing of Trinoma in QC for a mere Php130 a tub. You can also order them from Melo at wholesale rates. Go to www.pinoycravings.com, email melovillareal@me.com, or text him at +63 928 405 0898.

Auntie Janey’s Old Fashioned Advice Column # 33: The fork in the road

October 21, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Re-lay-shun-ships 5 Comments →

Dear Auntie Janey,

Is it intrinsically human to feel lost sometimes? You know the feeling that you have come to a fork in the road and you suddenly find yourself unable to decide which road to take?

That’s what I am feeling right now.

You can call me Rob. I am a graduate (my degree has to do with numbers) of one of the premiere universities in the country and have for the past 5 years worked in a position that is in line with my college education.

And on the anniversary of my fifth year, just a couple of months ago, I found myself at the human resources unit tendering my resignation. I don’t know, but at some point I just got tired of working. I did not want to do any number crunching anymore. I felt that there was more that I could do besides number crunching. But what that is is entirely unclear to me.

For the next couple of months I busied myself with learning photography. I like it, but at this point I am not sure that it is something that I should pursue if only to make money. But I feel happier doing photography than crunching numbers. The fulfillment is different when you get a nice photograph than when you assay something meaningful from a bunch of numbers, models and theories. Since childhood I had a knack for the arts. I just was not able to develop it. My choice of college degree came out of practicality rather than passion or idealism. That is to say, mukha kasi akong pera. But it was a choice nonetheless, and a calculated decision.

Hence the dilemma. That choice brought me to this point and now I am stuck and need someone to point me in the right direction. I can do the number crunching but it doesn’t have any happiness in it. And there is photography, which I would like to explore for its possibilities, but I doubt it is a feasible career path.

So here I am calling mayday. I’m confused. I’m lost. Point me to the right way.

Grateful for your response.

Sincerely,
Rob

Dear Rob,

This will not be the only time in your life that you find yourself at a fork in the road. And yes, it is part of being human to feel lost. Otherwise the Greeks would not have invented Philosophy and nobody would have come up with a concept for the TV series Lost.

Obviously you come from a family of means. If you were somebody from the lower income class, your parents would have already bitten your head off, chopped your body into neat pieces and sold them at the market. The fact that you chose to dabble in photography post-resignation underscores this fact.

Not everyone has the luxury to just quit their jobs and explore their interests. You are fortunate so use your time well and figure out what you want to do for the next few years of your life.

I used to have the ability to quit a job without thinking of the consequences. I was a beneficiary of dollar remittances at a time when the exchange rate was really high. I quit my first job after four months because I felt that it was beneath me. I was paid a decent sum of money but I spent most of my days taking online tests at Tickle.com where I discovered that I was more Angelina Jolie than Jennifer Aniston. I also discovered I was an Artist in my past life and my inner sexual goddess is Hestia.

I wanted to have a job that required me to use my professional knowledge to the utmost. So I went into government service. After two weeks on the job I realized that my boss was a lunatic, so I quit. My benefactor was gracious enough to send me generous stipends during this turbulent period.

After two weeks, during which I watched all the movies at the Cine Europa film festival and pretended to be a film critic, I was accepted for a position in public service (Oo ako ay tagapagsilbi ninyong lahat). This has been my job for exactly four years—a job that requires me to use my training and knowledge day and night until I want to throw up.

I am also at another fork in the road. I am asking myself if I am content with this job that pays good money and with the way my life is right now, or if I should once again throw caution to the winds sans the benefactor. I have learned so much in the past four years but I also know that there are still many skills I need to learn and improve on.

I am also unsure of what step I should take next, but I do know that I want to stay in my chosen profession. In anticipation of the unknown, I am arming myself with knowledge and skills that might prove useful when the right opportunity comes. I have also been hoarding resources which would be useful once I’ve decided what major step I would take next. Luck favors the prepared, it is said. Patience is also a virtue. Obviously, I have taken the fable of the Ant and the Grasshopper to heart.

Then again, we all have different rhythms in our lives. Some discover what they want to do in life while drifting along. Others get smacked in the face with it from out of nowhere. Still others work hard for it.

I cannot point you in the right direction but I can share something that could help. I have always found Mr. Antolini’s advice for Holden in Catcher in the Rye very useful. It’s advice on academic education but I think it’s applicable to both our scenarios. He said, “Something else an academic education will do for you. If you go along with it any considerable distance, it’ll begin to give you an idea what size mind you have. What’ll fit and, maybe, what won’t. After a while, you’ll have an idea what kind of thoughts your particular size mind should be wearing. For one thing, it may save you an extraordinary amount of time trying on ideas that don’t suit you, aren’t becoming to you. You’ll begin to know your true measurements and dress your mind accordingly.”

Hope it makes sense.

Yours truly,
Auntie Janey

Would you like Auntie Janey to meddle in your life? Email agoniesforauntiejaney@gmail.com.

Tom Waits: “Play like your hair’s on fire. Play like you have no pants on.”

October 21, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Music No Comments →


Photo by Anton Corbijn in the NYT

At 61 Mr. Waits is acclaimed as an American marvel: a songwriter who can be smart and primal, raucous and meticulous, ethereal and earthy, bleak and comical. He has sung about drunks, tramps, carnies and killers, spinning tall tales and reeling off free-associations that somehow add up; he has also shown a vulnerable side in tender, unironic love songs. He has been recording for four decades and persisting on his own terms, particularly since 1980. That’s when he married Kathleen Brennan, who became his partner in songwriting and production and helped forge a sound to match his voice and their lyrics: part old weird America, part junk sculpture, part mad-scientist experiment, part cartoon, part hellfire sermon, part throw-down.

A Grizzled Troubadour Dusts Off His Bowler. By Jon Pareles in the NYT.

Anti-Janey: Take the 5-date rule, then subtract 5.

October 20, 2011 By: jessicazafra Category: Men, Re-lay-shun-ships 3 Comments →

Sleeping Around With Jon, definitely not an advice column. More like biology, anthropology and tourism. Or as we say every time we hear of his adventures, “Malapit ka nang habulin ng itak.” Starting next week, or as soon as our columnist coughs up his 500 words.