May your past be filled with good memories. And your future always an opportunity to look back fine memories of today.

-Dave Visaya

As I watch this video, it occurred to me that we’re making memories right at this moment. What we have today will pass and it will only be remembered as a speck, a passing moment, a rain drop, a snow flake —even though I haven’t met one yet. The past will be as an illusion. 

I no longer doubt that someday, in the distant future, a past of boldness becomes so brilliant that one finds it difficult to differentiate memories to a dream. We’re always reminded on the emphasis of living in the now. The now signifies a dream of tomorrow, a tragedy, even a plot that you’d gladly share to people from that distant future. 

Today, as always, I’m creating my story. The time I have is the only time I got. The pictures and films are the only things that matter. It’s the big picture that we always talked about… 

Foolish attempts but exceptionally fun.

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Finally, a new audioblog. Clarity is what we all need. 

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I thought of using this old giveaway notebook form philam BPI. The notebook has a calendar in it and the rest are blank pads. I definitely can’t use it for note-taking because I need horizontal lines to write. I’m one of those guys who have a pretty bad handwriting. I thought of using it for other purpose, perhaps paper planes?. Inevitably, an idea came.

I recon to myself, “Why not use this to sketch or scribble stuff?” Before anything else, I’d like to shed some light on how ridiculous this idea is, I’m worst in anything that involves a pen - arts, drawing, drafting you mention it.  I learned early in life that I have no chance in arts. I recall relying on my cousins to draw or do the art projects for me back in grade school.

Today, however, I want to prove that I can do anything; as long as I have a bonafide interest in it and as long as I stay stubborn and persist.

So, I ripped off the calendar pages. I started to sketch. I’d like to add that I recently bought a book titled, “Haiku for Lovers”, which was compiled by Manu Bazzano. This book in a way sort of conspired with my idea of drawing.  The book has japanese illustrations on every single page and it’s just profound how they correspond to the warmth of the literary piece.

I intend to write a few haikus someday, especially if I ever encounter the so-called  ”haiku moment”. I’m thinking, perhaps in the future, I could add haikus on my sketches. haha

Anyway, here are my first attempts on sketching. I used a 2b faber castel pencil (recommended by someone online) and I checked some images on the net to sketch.

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I found this hobby fulfilling and at the same time a perfect interval activity for someone who spends a lot of time facing the computer.

"For you to love what you’re doing, you have to be good at it"

Dave Kevin Visaya

on benefits of having fine skills.

If you read one book every week, you only get to read 52 books in a year. Imagine 30 years and that only totals to 1,560 books. That’s not even a small chunk of all the books in the world! Mulling over this, I discovered that we get to read just so much. This fact bespeaks that all books that I have read and ought to read are all “holy”. I call it that way because we can only read just much. This reality does not only apply to books, but also movies, music, or any piece of art. 

Time is limited and we should value its importance in our life. I always hear people, including myself, saying, “Don’t waste time”. However, more often than not, we waste it so easily. We let it slip away not even having doubts that we’re wasting treasures of art and creations. I have my attempts (fruitful or not) on trying to stay in line with this.

As you might have an idea, I actually started my 52 books in 52 weeks challenge last saturday and I’m starting to be in the groove with it. I realized that I have so much to learn and so much to discover. With so many materials to choose from, I just hope that I get some of the best works from the infinite realm of creations. I’m looking forward to what I’d become after such course. 

Don’t let a day pass without musing the beauty of the world.