Archive for April, 2009

@Alchemy, April 25, 2-6pm

This edition’s theme was Why Not Be True? Tribute to Pinoy Subculture Tribes.  It focused on why it’s good to stay in the country and how we could make something out of our passion and use it to contribute towards making ourselves, other people, and our country better.  Speakers included Anton Diaz of Our Awesome Planet, Bong Rojales of LomoManila, Gabby Dizon of Flipside Games, Phil Cahiwat of Level-Up Games, Rej Layug of New Worlds Alliance, and director Floy Quintos.  “Tribes” were also present, with representatives speaking about their advocacies and/or showcasing their works.  There was the performance by Tribo Manila, live doodling by WeeWillDoodle, and live painting by Pilipinas StreetPlan.  Other tribes present were YTrip, (some members came in full costume of course!), JZone, YVote, One Tama, EntrepBuff, and comic book creators.   

Tribo Manila performance:





Lego Man (who refuses to utter even a single word while wearing his mask because after all, Legos don’t talk):




The wall art behind me and Florence was the result of the live doodling.

Each of the speakers and the tribes posed a “Why Not?” question, and some of the more interesting ones were Phil Cahiwat’s “Why not play with yourself?” (this one drew a lot of guffaws from the audience), Bong Rojales’ “Why not shoot without thinking?”, and Floy Quintos’ “Why not learn the rules so you can break them?”.

Floy Quintos’ talk was my favorite, and probably the most relevant to me.  He identified 10 items that define pop culture, and explained why they can equally be a positive thing and a trap.  He also had some words on the eternal struggle of creatives – that of reconciling the need to create “high art” and the struggle to pay the bills (or, as he says in the vernacular, “ang mag-benta ng sabon“).  He only had a simple advice:  “Get in, do the work, and get out.”  He also warned against being consumed by either extreme.  The key is to find a way to balance both worlds.  He also shared about “Aling Tasing” – representative of the common mass audience – (pretty much like “Juan de la Cruz”) a fictional character that the creatives in the entertainment industry refer to whenever they brainstorm for TV shows, etc.  When coming up with a concept, they would always ask themselves, “Maiintindihan ba yan ni Aling Tasing?” (Would Aling Tasing get it?)  Again, there are merits as well as disadvantages to that.  Someone from the audience raised the question of how Aling Tasing’s taste has changed over the years, or if it even has changed.  Floy Quintos said that yes, it has changed, but only up to a certain degree.  There is still that elevation threshold that hasn’t been breached.  He cited an example, but he wanted it off-the-record.  Let’s just say that what everyone thought was infallible was actually not.  The follow-up question was whether that taste elevation barrier would eventually be broken, and he was confident that it would – but not now.  “It will happen when you’re in your 40s,” he said.  Most of the people the room were in their twenties, so do the math.

It was a good forum, with a mix of idealism and a healthy dose of reality.  It’s not about finding answers, but rather about finding options and ideas that we may not have thought of before.  Learn more about it here.  I think the videos of the talks will eventually be posted.


Just when you think you’re so clever, there’s always someone to one-up you.



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Fridays and Munggo

Wala lang…I just still find it amusing, even after many years of working, that the Friday menu of every cafeteria, “Jolli-jeep” and “Manang”  always includes munggo.  I understand that it has its roots in Lenten Season abstinence, but really, why does it always have to be munggo and not any other vegetable?  Maybe it has become some sort of comfort food for those who love munggo.  I still see office workers who get genuinely excited at seeing it on the menu.  And the “Munggo Friday” phenomenon lives on…

To the mountains!

I’ve already written that I’ve been sadly neglecting the North in my travels around the Philippines, so now I’ve done something about it.  I’m off to Sagada in May, around the time of my birthday.  It’s with a tour group this time around (but still with perennial travel buddy, Tin), but it promises to be the different kind.

My last “mountain” trip was when our boss at the graphic design agency signed us up for a 4-hour jungle trek in Subic.  I don’t know if that really counts, since it’s not actually a huge or major mountain.  So, if we go by the term “mountain trip” in the strictest sense, then my last one was back in 2004 at the PNOC Geothermal Field near Mt. Apo.  I loved that place.

I love mountains because of the cooler climate and my fascination with heights.  In fact, I’ve always imagined my dream house to be in a place where I have the beach as my frontyard and the mountains as my backyard. 🙂  Still looking for that perfect place…

Our parish’s Good Friday procession was controversial again.  I’ve already written about the roots of this controversy, and everyone thought it was somewhat resolved – but not quite.  All was well in the Holy Wednesday procession.  Then came Good Friday and the tale of the two processions.

There was already an inkling of trouble when, several weeks before, the parish had to ask City Hall to mediate resulting in a memorandum of agreement between the parish and the saint owners.  The renegade saint owners were still invited to join the procession, provided that they abide by the regulations.  If they refuse to do so, they could still proceed with the procession, but they have to be BEHIND the Church’s official one.  Copies of the memorandum of agreement were posted on each “official” caroza to make it easier to identify them.

On Good Friday, a procession passed our street, but we knew it wasn’t the official one.  For one thing, there were no Knights of the Altar to lead it off.  We also knew that it was a late break-away, since the carozas had the memorandum of agreement posted on them.  There were also less than 10 carozas only.  Then I overheard one of the marshals saying that another procession is/would be passing by the main road, which is parallel to our street.  Right after the last caroza passed by our house, we went to the other street, and sure enough, the official Church procession has just started to pass.  Now, the incident…

Our street ends by curving to the main road.  Shortly after we started watching the Church’s procession, it suddenly stalled – for more than 10 minutes.


The neighborhood was buzzing.  It appeared to be that the two processions met at the corner and there must have been an impasse.  Speculation was that the breakaway group tried to put one over the parish by going ahead of them, instead of going behind them as previously agreed upon.  Things got sorted out eventually, and the procession finally moved.

Then, following closely behind was another procession.  Nothing controversial though; it was just the Aglipay one.  Haay, only in Marikina…

P.S.  One of the reasons of the break-away group: Their request that the procession pass through our street instead of the main road was not granted. Again, sigh…

White as Milk

That’s my new blog theme. After almost a year of red (except for a brief switch for the Christmas season), I’ve decided to go very light and clean.  I’m really loving this new template, even more than the previous one.  I think white is my new red.