Portia Placino

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

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

Remembering Childhood, Looking at Children

I realize that I have been neglecting my blog for a little bit. Sometimes, life just overruns us. Though we should not make a habit of letting this happen. There … Continue reading

December 4, 2011 · 3 Comments

Portia’s Casket | Review of PETA’S William

I saw a re-staging of PETA‘s RATED:PG yesterday. A review is forthcoming due to the issues that I saw staged, as well as some experiential moments, good or otherwise, that needs to … Continue reading

November 27, 2011 · Leave a comment

Perception and Theatrical Embodiment

by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino Once again, I am staring at a blank sheet of paper as I struggle with the topic I am working on–psychoanalysis and phenomenology. Neither … Continue reading

September 22, 2011 · 2 Comments

Marxism at the height of Capitalism

by: Maria Portia Olenka C. Placino “Iskolar ng Bayan, ngayon ay lumalaban!” This is a familiar battle cry. What kind of UP student are you, if you have never heard this … Continue reading

August 25, 2011 · 3 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