Portia Placino

Repository of my thoughts and images of art, literature, travel, and life.

A good night, listening to The Smiths

Tonight, I wrote a long entry in my journal. My first since the Faculty Center Fire of April 1, when I lost most of my books and catalogs and objects … Continue reading

July 27, 2016 · Leave a comment

Day 20, Beyond Productivity

I signed up to Writing 101 with a vision that I would complete every assignment thrown my way. It worked out that way the first two weeks but life seem … Continue reading

May 6, 2015 · 7 Comments

Day 17, Fears and Dreams

I am afraid of losing my dreams, my ideals. Today, Mary Jane Veloso will die. Too many Filipinos don’t care. Somewhere along the line, we have forgotten the dreams of … Continue reading

April 28, 2015 · 6 Comments

Day 16, for Mary Jane

Tomorrow, Mary Grace Veloso will die by firing squad in Indonesia. She was poor and desperate. She wanted a better life for her children. She, like many women before her … Continue reading

April 27, 2015 · 25 Comments

Day 12, Hadron Super Collider Theorem

Sometimes, we just end up watching too much Big Bang Theory. Portia: When we go to Switzerland, can we go and see the Hadron Super Collider? Ian: Why not? Though … Continue reading

April 21, 2015 · Leave a comment

Day 11, Home

I wake up with the sun in my eyes. My window with pink lace curtains greet me good morning. I stretched, taking in my cotton candy pink room in. It’s … Continue reading

April 20, 2015 · 6 Comments

Day 10, Ice Cream

“I want ice cream,” I said, on a warm summer day. “I won’t stop you,” said Ian. I cream is happiness in a cup. It’s a simple as that. As … Continue reading

April 17, 2015 · 8 Comments

Day 9, Red sweater and a dream of spring

“There’s a grief that can’t be spoken. There’s a pain goes on and on. Empty chairs at empty tables, now my friends are dead and gone. Here they talked of … Continue reading

April 16, 2015 · 8 Comments

Day 8, Observing a café and death to adverbs (not quite)

She stepped inside, uncertain. That café has caught her eye in the past week, but it was too rushed, too quick. Now, she’s alone, with no appointments to fulfil. There … Continue reading

April 15, 2015 · 6 Comments
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I am running out of #bacolod #treats! Lol. This is cheese tart, its salty and sweet. I prefer the sweet caramel tart, but this is good too. Bacolod is such a nice, foodie place to visit. I'll be back someday, for now, I'll enjoy what's left of the pasalubong by #gamerchef.
Can I take this machine home? Lol. #coffee
Sesame cookies are good also. I should've made tea or coffee to go with this. But rainy day hunger pangs are demanding. Lol. Wish I made #gamerchef get more #bacolod #treats. Now I understand why people fly out with boxes full of treats.
#gamerchef just bought a small pack of this caramel tart from #bacolod. It is sooo good! Its gonna be gone soon and I sooo want more of it! I love these #treats and sweets.
I have a collaborative art project with the little one. Forgive my atrocious drawings, I am not skilled enough for this. Lol. She went through her first coloring book in less than a week then refused to color what's left. She kept on handing me her crayons also, so I guessed she wanted me to color with her. I decided on a little experiment, I left a few drawings in her sketch pad almost every night to see what she will do with it in the morning. Now she has a morning ritual of coloring in her sketch pad. I want to take a video but that usually distracts her from whatever she is doing. I just let her color undisturbed. She grips her crayons the way an adult grips a pen or pencil, I wonder if we should get her the regular-sized crayons to help her with her fine motor skills. I know a lot of people find a parent's fascination with their children's artworks ridiculous. I get it, these works are not beautiful in a traditional sense. But I have to say that its beauty is not just due to parental sentiments. If you consider this from a physical and neurological standpoint, it is quite amazing. Babies start to see in high contrast, about a feet in distance. In a few short months it would quickly develop into seeing colors and seeing from across the room. Then they will begin to see the tiniest details in a fast-moving object. In coloring, I wonder what motivates then to choose one color over the other? Is it by chance or by choice? Another thing to consider is the fine motor skills they swiftly develop in a few short months and years. They start out with uncontrolled gross motor skills, until they can walk and make movements like pointing. Then fine-motor skills come next, such as in self-feeding and in this case, coloring. Really fascinating stuff that goes beyond the teary, maternal sentiment. Will keep on going with this. Though I would appreciate some suggestions on how to encourage and develop this project. #babyart #babyplay #babynarratives
Baby and Mommy rainy day shenanigans. She loves the weather song from play school so much. Too bad no classes today. #babynarratives