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)

View this post on Instagram Finally able to sit outside and have breakfast. That was the nearest stop, I can still remember how terrified I was the first few days. … Continue reading

April 15, 2015 · 6 Comments
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Little one eating carrots. Lol. We gave her some big slices just to see. I also gave her several bites of my chocolate earlier and it may have been a mistake because she loved it. It was 88% dark, vegan, and gluten-free, you have to be careful with dark chocolate as most commercial ones would still have dairy and other additives. She eats better that us, I think. Today, it was rice cereal for breakfast, stewed cinnamon and nutmeg apples and pears for morning snack, spiced quinoa for lunch, nutmeg pumpkin for afternoon snacks, and carrots for dinner. I eat her leftovers and damn, they sometimes taste better than the adult food. She also eats rice puffs and rice crackers with her medicine. Good thing she still eats well despite her illness. Sigh. Onwards little one, Daddy caught you on video this time. #babynarratives
Reading kind of morning. Today is your grandfather's birthday, I wish he got to see you grow up and read books like that. You're lucky your Daddy gets to read to you like that little one. #babynarratives
My Valentine. (We're not really fond of this holiday, except for the cake. We'll see if we can get an allergen-free cake last minute. Lol. This time of the year is too commercialized for us to enjoy.) #babynarratives
Walking, walking; walking, walking; walk, walk, walk; walk, walk, walk... Had to get the house cleaned, then this happened. So cute. The journey to walking begins with a single step. Lol. #babynarratives
Clingy little donut and exhausted Daddy. Lol. Extremely clingy week, with cough, colds, and a tiny little teeth trying to break out. #babynarratives
We can't go out and we're too tired to cook. So we ordered a feast. Lol. Let's try again next year. Yet little one still has fresh food, been introducing her to spices, more aggressively this time. And she gobbled them right up. Yay. #gamerchef