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Now Soaring High
2012.03.07 By Kuya Dubz
Summarized your article. Limit to 400 characters.A Devoted Mom and a Cool Artist
2011.10.07 By Kai Shan
Summarized your article. Limit to 400 characters.My World as a Painter
2011.07.09 By Nocid Eia
My World as a Painter By Nocid Life is not always what we plan to be but there is always something so much better in the end-- something that will fill the hunger of our soul and that which, all along, is where we ought to be. I bowed to my fate to bring me back the colorful world of art which was already at my hand when I was a child. And it did.--- Nocid Eia How were you as a child or rather as a child of Art, Nocid? I was young when I realized that I love to draw about nature and people as my past time. Initially, corkboards helped a lot to progress in the world of art and before I was introduced to ordinary enamel paints, make-up sets which were supposedly to beautify the face became my medium. Likewise, I would always be grateful to small pots where I practiced with enamel paints. I remember to keep in mind that the bedroom door needed to be locked so no one could discover me with my simple extra ordinary childhood fascination. And with books, sure I love to read…as long as it is art and nothing else! You can then tell how was I as a student. To my own surprise, I just woke up one day with a college degree which is far related to arts. Reading books without illustrations and colors were a challenge. I thank the heavens above to have brought me back to this colorful, emotional, and expressive life of art after sometime. I think fate has a way to make us realize what we truly appreciate and stick to it no matter what. What influenced your style? I learned that I love to draw figurative symbols of man, nature, and symbols which are undoubtedly evident in most of my works. I also have this whim of being together with nature. I was a child when the graphic make-up of plant leaves set in my porch led me to a unique visualization of triangles of different sizes and styles which as they occurred to me as representations of the different elements, which are earth, wind, fire and water and, sad to say, unfulfilled dreams as these little triangles kept themselves hidden in the background where no one seems to notice. What do you become when you paint? When I'm painting, everything around me changes like I am in a new surroundings, as if I'm in a world that no one can interfere as to what I'm doing. My mind can feel the silence that no one can hear but only me. It is my silent lucidity, my self-expression; my emotions are humming thru my paintings. It is my escape from reality, a moment of silence and expression of who I am in a different world and my outlook in life that I can't express in any other form but only through my painting. Who are you now, Nocid? I am proud. I’m a self-taught painter. I am a self-made artist. I was never intimidated by fellow ones who burnt their eyebrows studying art and who have spent their cash to widen their horizon on art practices. I am confident that my passion and my love for paintings can compete and can stand out from the rest. Through painting, I express my emotions and experiences. Painting is my self-medicine in times of depression, my diary of my experiences, and the manuscript of my outlook in life. It is no longer important if my life will not turn out what I plan it to be. But what is important is what makes me happy and it is, who I am today as a painterExpressions of LOVE
2011.06.14 By Eman Santos
Eman Santos discovered his talent and passion for the arts at a yound age. His philosophy of innovation and dedication to the arts brought him much success in diverse regions all over the globe. Family and love are the themes that drive much of his work and he continues to dwell deeper into this magical connection. He conducts classes as a means to teach youths this beautiful language - art.Destined to Paint
2011.05.25 By Arnaldo Mirasol
I chose to pursue Painting, which according to my eldest sister is a profession suitable only for rich people who'll still eat even if they never sell a single painting. She must be wrong there
