Bird
Dye Painted Fabric

Le Sacre Coeur
mixed media

Dew
oil

Polar Bears Have Black Skin
etching

Penguin Cloud
woodblock print

Yeti
4×5 film

India Sketches
pencil, charcoal, ink

Mahabodhi
ink

Ice Bridge
photo collage

P Step Step Step Step Ste
etching

H a p nes
etching

Boracay
mixed media

Boracay Bat
mixed media

Boracay Giant Sloth
mixed media

Cebu Panda
mixed media

Cebu Monkey
mixed media

Sterotypical Mad Scientist
dye painted fabric

Smiley
dye painted fabric

Human
dye painted fabric

Panda | dye painted fabric

Bear
monotype

Sheepish
monotype

Fish
monotype

Chicago
mixed media

Instinct
lithograph

I have all of these collected in a book. However, you’d have to find me in person or send me a message if you want one. Fortunately for you, though, all the images are online! You can also check them out on Flickr.

A sketch while waiting for a friend, in the next-door Cleverlearn (celi) building.

It’s a hit or miss whenever I need to go there. Sometimes I can just walk in no problem and sometimes the guard asks me why I’m there and sometimes the guard just won’t let me in.

When I went swimming at the pool in celi I found out the best way to do laps was to go diagnolly — you could get in a full 3 strokes instead of 2.

It was the only time I went swimming there.

I have since returned to Manila for a weekend, so instead of hanging out at one of the largest malls in the world I set out to Pasig River to finally capture what had been burned in my mind.

Of course I didn’t find it. Who knows if I looked at the wrong parts of the river or if my mind exaggerated what I saw over the years beyond the actual sight. No, walking along the river I didn’t find the riches of the malls or the skyscrapers. What I found was even better. It was in the laughs and the basketball games and the babies and the smiles and everyone who wanted a photo. This time I hadn’t simply seen a view of a river from the highway, I had actually walked along the river.

Right at the end, right before my friend and I had to leave in order to catch our flight, I saw something very close to what I had originally been looking for, where the river itself traces the path from the murky depths to the riches in the sky.

When I got back home I decided to sit down and instead of looking for the image, to draw it out.

The “12 year old’s version” as my other friend described it:

And just for kicks, I played around with the one photo a little bit:

The whole process got me thinking. Have a goal — have some out of reach abstract destination to reach, and see where it takes me.

And by underwater housing I mean two plastic bags. Let’s just say it didn’t work as well as I’d hoped.

So I went home and drew what I saw!

There were purple ones. There were blue ones. There were ones shaped like stars and ones shaped jelly clouds and ones shaped like a much larger fish had taken a large bite out of it leaving it to swim in circles as its white entrails dragged behind!

Really though, the colors are so much more vibrant down under the film of water. It’s amazing to see the school of fish move and then ZIP away…all five million (an exaggeration!) of them in unison leaving you a cloud of fish poop. Yep, they poop. It looks like what would happen if sprinkled some dirt into the ocean.

Then there are the ones that look like they have no body. Just a scrunched head. Possibly the strangest were the slug like things. Really long, slowly squirming. Not quite snakes; more ugly. And make sure to avoid the aen-enemies.

But hey. I found Nemo!

Karen and Mike, Waffles’ owners/servants had been on a trip away from the island. Can you guess what they missed the most?