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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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