Thursday, March 31, 2011

A girl before the mirror I


Girl before a Mirror.

I have always loved Art. I don’t have my own masterpiece but I call my self an artist. I can say I am artistic in a sense that I've got a unique way of thinking and expressing my ideas.
Who doesn't love art? What’s in art that it shouldn’t be love? Art is irresistible
Some say art is indefinable...art is mutable, some say art is inclusive some say it is merely an ambulant idea Art is beauty, an enshrouded memory, a bear witness, a manifestation, expression ,imagination, reality.. Above all art is a wonderful creation
I just wish that I have the natural skills and talents for Art. I adore paintings and have always took a long time in decoding its hidden interpretation...I must say maybe I have fallen for mystery...For me art is a mystery but it doesn’t need discovery cause it freely divulges its own identity, it just need an open mind to brood over .
It’s my pleasure to reckon at depictions, colors and kaleidoscopes always make my mood. But I must be honest I've got no hands for art but I have my heart for Arts. 


It could be probably true that there is no one ugly, no one unskilled, no one is dumb, and no one isn't good it is just many are lazy. Well, I've known some friends who have incredibly created art because they had dedicated their time in enhancing and keening their knowledge and potential of art. Well if it happened to then, maybe the gift of art will arrive soon in my temple. Hahahhhahha...truly I just got frustrated every time I'm trying to do some art piece. But yes I am still an artist...hahhaha

Looking at arts, inspires me...it justifies my existence, some are only shades, some of different strokes, some are formed by combinations. And some puzzles. Abstract is the type of Art I praised most. Well among all art, this is the genre in which I could at least excel... kekekekek...I do abstract works because it is the easiest type of art I could do...I mean as a person also I would just like to freely draw what I want , I don't like much details and I want to confuse my audience.hahhaha...Not really confuse but I want to keep them thinking, I want to make them curious...Abstract for me is just like carefree, you could put whatever you want, disorganize it and wallah you have some beauty out of it. 
My favorite painters are michelangelo, juan Luna, davinci and of course Pablo Picasso.....the first time I've heard of the name Picasso it immediately made me think of a harlequin...Picasso it is a colorful name indeed. In some of my poems that I have written I had mentioned Picasso, well I knew only a little about his life but I found him to be profound, romantic and liberal.
Well so Pablo Picasso is a Spanish painter who spent his adult life in France and yes he was sort of a rebel in his teen age life. Picasso was married twice and had four children by three women.He actually had a complicated love story. He had a scandalous affair with Francoise Gilot who is the mother of his 2 children...
And most of them became the subjects of Picasso's paintings. Well Picasso's life was much like of a circus and I always wondered what kind of lover painters would be. Since he is a painter could he be more sentimental? Could he be more romantic? Or much more of a playboy a liar? A man who can't be contented on one dish? Well painters paint their own love story. 

Picasso's vocations are very inimitable, in some of his works he made no vivid representations but he let the spectators explore his work, he made them curious. Painters are similar with writers they want to feed the mind, soul and heart. Some may used it to revolt; some used it to declare the truth Picasso once said that Art is a lie that makes us realize truth. Up until now, I’m still thinking about this quote, but yes lies do makes us realize the truth same thing with death made us appreciate life . Yes art maybe a figment of imagination maybe a realm of utopia but every piece of it has a bite of reality. Art maybe false but once it bloomed the truth sets it free.





A girl before a mirror II





 Well one of my favorite of Picasso's work is the Girl before a mirror. There were many conjectures and elucidations have been made regarding this piece... In one of my readings it was mentioned that the girl before a mirror is Marie-Therese Walter the 1st mistress of Picasso. As we could see in the painting the woman seems to be pregnant, many critics have said that Picasso's paintings entails sexuality. Well if it was truly Walter then perhaps the woman in the mirror could be in a contemplating mode. Could it be a manifestation of a woman full of regrets the woman outside the mirror seems to be in state of happiness at the same in state of confusion and as the woman reflects on herself she could see a woman weeping? Because the woman inside the mirror seems to be sadder, the colors are deeper and darker. The woman could have faced reality and reality she sees is painful. Or could it be the wife and the other woman. Outside the mirror is the other woman (Marie Walter) and inside is the wife (Olga Khoklova). Picasso may have compared his life with two different women whom he had both children with. Was he more happy with Marie > was his life was gloomy with Olga? Well anyways many questions have been raise regarding this painting. 
As what I see in the painting, the painting is implying self-awareness. The painting could define the conflict between the real self and the ideal self. This could be a person unsure of her and was afraid to accept her true self. The girl before the mirror seems to be comforting the girl inside the mirror. Is it trying to steal away or is it embracing? Is it someone being trapped and wants to break free? Is it someone who pretends to be happy but inside is tearing apart? Is it someone forms the past and present? Someone who had hope and who is broken hearted?
While looking at the painting I could associate with Disney's mulan. I the title could change to Mulan in the mirror.kekeke....Yes the song reflection by Christina Aguilera assemble the painting. 

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am, Though I've tried
When will my
Reflection show who I am inside?
When will my reflection show?
I don't know for some of you, but most of the time I sung this song. Well yes, in front of some people I just can't act the way I want to be and I envy those people who are bold and frank, unafraid and very confident. Sometimes I imagine myself as a celebrity, like lady gaga or big bang ha-ha who can wear the fashion they want, tell the world what they feel and think. Doing it on the unconventional way. Well but I guess I can't live that way and it lead me to thinking that being in the public's eye would make worst because you'll be living according to their judgments. We can't resist that their voices and outraged do really affect us. Well I guess there is no absolute freedom we'll be living in accordance to the norm and the system. No matter how we fight for rights and for liberalism there will always be a limit. And I guess that’s fair enough, it would be selfish if we would want to impose everything what we want....keeping the norms would mean discipline and harmony...well but norms do change every time..We can't just always live the way we wanted it to be.

Keeping on...What's with the mirror... does the mirror symbolize the boundary, boundary of reality and idealism? A representation of difference? Difference in status? Difference among elegance and simplicity among the powerful and the pauppers? Is it someone in great authority trying to capture the weeping innocent who is trapped in the box of society? Could girl before a mirror a social issue, well I must say we could put a thousand words on that painting but the interpretation depends on how we see the painting. The creator may hold the original story but the viewers are always free to create their own versions and to recreate art. Yes beauty is in the eye of the beholder, same thing with Art its definition lies on the enthusiast.

Well I must say Picasso truly made us curious after all….Life is full of billions of unresolved mysteries, life is full of gazillion questions and Life is always curios..

Sunday, March 27, 2011

why?


it's endless...futile...no it's the beginning...it’s inane…it's ending is uncertain....

could you really say something about love without knowing it? could you really write something about love without feeling it??? Could you really dance about love when you don't see it??....could you really share something about love without experiencing it???

Could a person who has gone through with love can see the difference?? can they know if its all pretensions or it is the truth?.......can they create miracles ? can they make better decisions? can they make better crafts? Can they know more about Love? Can they have lesser questions?

What is so great about this love? that almost everyone is dying for it.......what is it with love that we even change who we are and forget what we want........what is it in love that it makes people do some things without thinking?What's in love that it suddenly gives hope, that it change the frowns into clowns, that it turned silver into gold..
what's in love that it makes people heart beat faster...what is it in love that when it is betrayed it just hurts to death....What is it in love that everyone is speaking about it, thinking about it and seeking for it.......
Who created Love?? Why it had existed??? Why is it?? why is it so desirable, so pleasurable, so good, why does it makes us happy why does it makes us feel that we are complete that we are worth it ,, what's in love that it suddenly turned us into warriors, suddenly turned us into heroes., suddenly turned as some one's protector..??
what is it love that it made our heart bleeding ...that it made us to think the worst in our selves....That it made us hate...what is it in love that make us cry in the middle of the night that made us act as if we don't care....that suddenly turned us into revengeful...that turned us to want some more and unsatisfied??What's in love that made us jealous, that suddenly wipes our dreams that suddenly gave us misery...Why Love suddenly fades, Why love remains?
How does love waits? How does love fills the space? How does love cracks the space? How does it linger?

Love who created you?? Why do you cause happiness and grief........
Love why do you come and go?
Love why do you break those promises
Love why do make people crazy?
Love why you are unbearable?
Love why you are intangible?
Love are you a myth , are you a history or a prophecy?
Love why you created ecstasy?
Love why did you built fantasy
Love why you are so unpredictable?
 Love why made me not sleep night
Love why did you make someone pop up in my mind?
Love why you gave me this feeling?

Saturday, March 12, 2011

  • Why is it seems that everyone is trembling over the coming of the world’s end?
    What are we afraid for? are we afraid to die? or are we afraid to face the day of judgment?..
    I mean in the end, we are all gonna perish and we gonna lose the material things..I am not afraid to die, because I know if that day comes I will be living with GOD..

  • natural calamities are beyond our control, but what matters most is how we respond to those tragedies…It seems a happy picture after all, knowing that other people care for each other, knowing that strangers pray for each other , and seeing the different races and nations helping each other.. It’s a perfect view to see LOVE in times of catastrophe…
    I know JAPAN will rise after the fall, for they have made it before..Let’s pray for the healing of their country and continue to manifest LOVE.God bless us all…