Portia Placino

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

Concurrence at West Gallery

Well, this is my first writing project of the year (outside of the 2013 backlogs). Aside from that, this is also a first for me to create an exhibition note … Continue reading →

January 10, 2014 · Leave a comment

Please wake up Lirio

May your weapons be a key to your awakening.  May each strum of your deconstructed guitars echo through your consciousness. May your defamiliarized instruments call unto powers beyond our own. … Continue reading →

January 30, 2012 · 9 Comments

Remembering Rizal and a Poetry Performance

In their late 20’s, Rizal wrote Noli Me Tangere, Luna painted the Spoilarium and Bonifacio started the armed revolution. Those of us in our late 20’s today, what are we … Continue reading →

January 2, 2012 · 2 Comments

Behind Velvet Cordons

I never go to events for the purpose of bashing them. I did not even plan on making an appearance at Writer’s Night. After yesterday’s spontaneous haircut, I joined my … Continue reading →

December 10, 2011 · 4 Comments

Flaneur Going Down the Rabbit Hole

Playing the flaneur. I put on my Alice in Wonderland shoes to go down the rabbit hole. And for this, I receive a gift. A reward of Russian cookies. I … Continue reading →

December 7, 2011 · 9 Comments

Daguerre and opening “Nothing to Declare”

Today is Louis-Jacques-Mande Daguerre‘s 224th birthday. I have memorized that name as an undergraduate student while studying Photography as Art under Prof. Eloi Hernandez. Ironically, it is also through her that … Continue reading →

November 18, 2011 · 4 Comments
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Life with a toddler, without so many words... #toddlerplay #toddlernarratives
Motherhood is transformative. I'd rather see myself through the lenses of transformation, rather than of loss. I do miss the old days at times. I find it helpful to do something for myself that would not benefit the little one in any way. In the morning, it is coffee. Making Vietnamese-style coffee quietly while chaos ensues is meditative. The slowly dripping coffee on our Bat Trang mugs, a gift from Hanoi, is music. Drinking the coffee while its hot, now that can be a challenge. Lol. #coffee
Messy playtime is good playtime. Lol. Little one seems to enjoy her made-to-order mattress. Should've done that a long time ago, as she likes the feel of our big bed. (Uratex can do that for you, fyi.) She's been using a toddler bed ever since she managed to climb the crib set-up. She's not even 2 yet. We also retired her play fence, as we have to keep it open anyway. We've re-arranged our place and now she has her place. Her bed transitions into her play place, not pictured are her cabinet and book shelf. It is often chaotic, even if we tried to curate her toys as much as we could. Our favorites are her wooden toys and actual kitchen things that she uses as toys. Of course her mega blocks and duplo sets are great as well, but that means there are blocks everywhere. It is plastic, but good quality ones. Her coloring area is not being used as much as it used to be, but that is how she is, there are seasons to her toys. Then she also has her "friends" and random knick knacks and homemade toys. We didn't buy her any battery-operated ones, we opted for wooden, open-ended, and pretend-play toys. Each day is different, only chaos is constant. At least now, she's asleep. For today, and always, I also need sleep. #toddlernarratives #toddlerplay
Snapshots while resting from market shopping... There's a whole world outside of the grocery store. Its important to know where food comes from. #toddlernarratives
Nakakapagod naman mamalengke... Tapos ipapamigay lang ni Mommy yung saging sa mga bata. Share daw at empathy. Ano ba yun? Pahingi na nga lang ng juice. Dami dala bag ni Mommy, no to plastic daw. Buti mababait manininda. Sabay bili naman ng juice, weh, dapat my dala siyang lalagyan. Mommy talaga oh... #toddlernarratives

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