Hi, parents


Meeting the parents is always like flirting with the future:

Flirting with the future and tripping awkwardly, trying to be as taciturn as possible but the future beckons.  The beckoning future has hair, has skin; the beckoning future has unlooking eyes. In the future, there is a long long long table and all the family is one. There are two people brushing elbows with each other. There might be some oneness. The future might flirt back.

Hi
Hi

art is almost like air


gasgasin ang art, ilubog sa burak ang art, burakin ang kaluluwa ng art

bawasan ang heart sa art, bawasan ang heart ng art

hurt the ego of art

paliguan ng dugo ang art, paduguin ang yabang ng art, payabangin ang mahiyaing art

pahiyangin sa tao ang art, gawing tao ang robot na art

gasgasin pang uli ang art

pasabugin ang musoleyo ng art, pagbuhatin si galileo ng art, pagbuhatin ang garbage collector ng art

O: ipabuhat sa GARBAGE collector ang ART

itago sa kalsada ang art, gawing lamesita ang art, i-fuck sa kama ang art

hubaran ang pa-virgin na art, gawing ipokrito ang ipokritong art

itumba ang dyumadyamanteng art

patayuin ang ari ng art,

patayugin ang art ng buhay

IM-PER-YA-LIS-MO! GA-WING ART! (aktibista)

HONESTY IS THE BEST ART! (saying/cliche)

AN ART A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY! (saying?)

LET THERE BE ART! (oasis)

ALL WE NEED IS ART (beatles)

I ART, THEREFORE I AM! (sartre)

THERE IS NOTHING OUTSIDE ART (derrida)

ART MAKES THE WORLD GO ROUND! (cliche?)

IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON AND THE HOLY ART! (christianity)

pwede rins igurong hindi gaanong maarte ang art
pwede rin sigurong hindi gaanong maarte ang art

Friday 3some


The teapot fulcrumizes
The teapot fulcrumizes

But there are no eyes for each other

no eyes for each other

hi there pot

hi there pot

oh hello, nice to meet you

you wear really nice clothes

 

Hi Summer, thank you for being made as a film character
Hi Summer, thank you for being made as a film character

 

Hi,

Hi there miss,

I am a shy boy

So I will look at the dining table

Here’s my friend Mckenzie

The spokesperson of my self

 

Dancers, eating in a restaurant
Dancers, eating in a restaurant

This is what you do

after a minute of silence

In other words, after a minute of silence

You transfer your mouth to your feet

in a restaurant

Socsci 101: Statistics


She said, Godard said there is no love at twenty

She won’t confer an “art” status to photography, especially digital.

It is not about displaying DSLRs; she laments the loss of the developing process; the photographer’s black room.

I said to myself after she said that I think the process is lost altogether.

Clicking does not sound like constituting a process.

She said Apu’s mother is selfish. This was the movie

Sometimes, she does not remember songs she plays.

She does not recommend white bread.

She knows the anatomy and physiology of food.

Somewhere, she is not a butterfly.

Here: a butterfly

I slept with a butterfly tonight, cloyingly

there’s the drizzle of your humming,

but not a breath, only a drizzle.

The butterfly’s black and white

Its flutters winged

and you’re a drizzle

on the summer’s evening

and I slept with a butterfly,

and your wings are missing.

I moved, the butterfly flew

Its flutters winged,

And the evening was a desert.

Its breaths, magma on a giant’s skin,

Its texture, the butterfly’s black and white.

And the evening was a desert.

But it’s a cold, cold summer.

And your wings are missing.

This is Apu's mother.
This is Apu’s mother.
Butterfly, then bed, none else
Butterfly, then bed, none else