Portia Placino

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Loric Numbers

Thanks to some Christmas money, I was able to buy myself a set of Lorien Legacies. Before this, I’ve only read and watched I am Number Four. I love reading … Continue reading

January 4, 2013 · Leave a comment

Being a wallflower

I’ve been called a wallflower once, many years ago. Perhaps a decade ago. I took it bad, at the time. But I guess there was point. I don’t like talking … Continue reading

September 13, 2012 · 10 Comments

Janet Wolff’s Social Production of Art Critique

The Social Production of Art: Neo-Marxism in Aesthetics and Art Criticism by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino   Janet Wolff provides a neo-marxist take on aesthetics and art criticism. Neo-marxism … Continue reading

March 30, 2011 · Leave a comment

David Davies’ Art as Performance Critique

Art as Performance: Performativity in Aesthetics and Theoretical Practices by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino “Artworks must be conceived not as products (decontextualized or contextualized) of generative performances, but as … Continue reading

March 30, 2011 · 1 Comment

Breaking the Silence

by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino “The personal is political.” So it goes for gender studies. As a heterosexual woman, I have to admit that I encountered difficulties in writing … Continue reading

March 12, 2011 · Leave a comment

Post-Colonial Re-Reading and Re-Writing of Philippine Colonial Painting History

by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino Estrangulación de los Caudillos Insurgentes, the thirteenth panel of Esteban Villanueva’s Basi Revolt Series ushers a post-colonial and materialist reading of Philippine colonial art … Continue reading

February 7, 2011 · Leave a comment
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Quarantine life with a toddler. She's running out of pages in her sketchbook. #toddlerplay #toddlernarratives
Noodle soup for Sunday evening. I hope for a bit of rainfall... Please...
I was excited to see what happened to the plants after yesterday's rain. After the typhoon, some plants sprouted. It was the same this time. Let me know of your thoughts! I'm just doing what I can with the resources we have on hand. I have not started with a compost yet, because I do not have an unused pail with a cover. (1) Tomatoes sprouted! At least I think these are tomatoes. I specifically remember putting them there and hoping for the best. Now here they are. (2) Honeydew melon are starting to sprout as well. I did not expect this and I honestly don't know what to do with them. Can they grow in a big pot? We just have honeydew melon and I took a shot by placing the seeds on soil. Now here they are. (3&4) I don't know if these are eggplants. They are growing where I placed the green bell peppers and eggplant seeds. But the bell pepper seedlings have pointed leaves, these are round. Or they could be a random plant that grows around here. Let me know if you have any idea. I am still drying some overripe eggplants. I don't really know how to propagate them as I do not have access to prepared seeds.
One year and one month later, she still loves these blocks! I guess they were right about open-ended toys? We can't rotate toys as Montessori suggested because we don't have the space. So we just arranged the toys that she does have in a low shelf. She rotates her toys herself, as she choses which toys to play with. Some toys stay ignored for days or weeks before being picked up again. We tried not to buy too much, though sometimes it still gets out of hand. Such is life with a toddler I suppose. Quarantine life means we make some new toys ourselves using paper, paper towel rolls, and random house objects. She still likes them. Oh, toddlers. #toddlerplay #toddlernarratives
Yellow plate. Tortilla de patatas with butter turmeric brown rice. Still in quarantine but grateful for the rain, at least my headache is now subsiding.