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I am fascinated by their anatomy, freedom and movement. They are very vulnerable to hunters, environmental conditions, predators, etc., yet they survive as the magnificent creatures that they are in spite of the odds. Needless to say, much of their glory is in their ability to fly, something that a lot of human beings desire or associate to hoping. Birds, like the ones in the stories of Noah and of Elijah, are messengers of hope to me because I tend to feel inferior and think about dropping out of school to develop on my own as an artist, free from all the pressure from deadlines, comparison to other students, failures, fears of failing and expectations. However, I realize that by doing so I would be taking myself away from the very place that is probably most conducive for my growth, like placing a bird of the forest inside a cage. A whole life of adventure, learning, freedom and living out your true design traded for… Security? Preservation of life? Unless its for suicide or a quicker or easier death, this method is self-defeating.
“At least other people won’t be doing it to me. It’s my own choice.” What about you? What’s the reason behind you wanting to run away? If you’re like me, you would also be making the mistake of comparing yourself with others.
I’ve learned that there are almost as many ways of flying as there are kinds of birds. And similarly with us, students in the art world (Though I welcome readers from any other field of study/work), we all share the same affinity and ability to thrive in the air, but we will always have our differences because all of us are made unique. This uniqueness ought to be used to inspire and encourage one another as we each will have our unique contribution to the world, but because of the ambiguity of art’s meaning, people are free to impute their own desired meanings to it. Art begins to feel like a sport, in which the only rule is “what works.” (I have heard it often said in the Work of Art reality TV series). And it’s true that if you don’t stand for your convictions, you will not stand at all. We in wanting to succeed will compare ourselves to others and get paralyzed. I am a victim of my own choice of such assumptions, but as I learn to let go and find better assumptions, a clearer mind set is developed. I become less encumbered, carrying only the things that give me to live and let others live. What I believe and what I strive for in art. That freedom—life—is what I want to have its way in spite the limits of my work.
I have yet a small body of works. A lot of my time in the UP College of Fine Arts has had to be spent on my internal development (such as ‘befriending’ the media we use, learning how to overcome my doubts, learning to listen and ask questions, being in a place saturated by people who know art and about it more than I do) than technical skills. Skills can be learned, practiced, honed and even taught, but the mind, the soul, needs to be fed. More than anything it’s the inspiration, direction, motivation and determination I’ve been lacking, because of the wrong set of assumptions. My feet got caught in snares. But I thank God for there is never a failure, grief or difficulty wasted in light of all the hope I will have gained and shared.
I find that I am drawn to works that are not only innovative or masterfully done, but art that is rich in meaning, not necessarily art that is popularly acclaimed, but art whose form and narrative deeply resonates to me personally and to the viewers. Given the uniqueness of every individual there is actually no single way for a goal such as this to be accomplished. We all do need inspiration. And I’ve learned that there is a hope that can be shared with everyone, not just kept to myself. I want to share this hope that is real to me, in spite of my limitations.
I guess the struggle comes from the idea that a full message about hope cannot be displayed in just one canvas, or even a lifetime of works. But still, somehow a degree of that spiritual resonance (Thanks Kandinsky) can and will get to people, because we’re all given the ability to create and associate meanings. And more importantly, in the end, it’s not what you do but who you are that will affect others most (I heard that in one of Paul Washer’s sermons). I believe that’s true for every person. After all, people don’t admire works alone (but the artistry found in them), nor do people want their works to be admired while they themselves are taken out of the picture. It’s always the person before his/her performance.
As for me, in all things, I want to give glory to my Maker who alone is perfect, the One whose light far outweighs all that is sorrowful, ugly, dark and painful in the world and in ourselves, the One who is at work in my life as much as He is in the rest of His creation. He deemed us worthy of the agonies he faced in His life and death, because of the sheer joy His heart was holding onto, the hope of reconciling to Himself what He has made and what He has been zealously longing for. That He is walking in and around me all throughout this deep darkness, towards His kingdom of unimaginable glory, fills me with so much hope that I want my life to speak of.
written 11/3/12 edited 4/14/13
see, i got used to going through the motions all my life. letting things pass by because it seemed better that way, better than me having anything to do with it. i didn’t have a clear vision, let alone a hope or a direction until of late, now that im getting to know God and his plan for my life.
i am delayed in learning how to discipline myself in setting up goals and making the follow-through list, plus the follow-through itself. i held on to blindness and rebellion, they fed my emotions, but didn’t heal me. only Jesus can and is willing to do it. over and over again.
i remember Paul who described himself as one of abnormal birth. all his life he thought he was in the right, but he was so wrong and God changed him. Jesus showed himself to him and changed him forever. it is never too late for any of us, because GOD is the One working, initiating, chasing, maintaining, loving, bearing, filling, cleansing, sanctifying, reconciling, correcting, uplifting. He makes even single words resonate with so much meaning, simply because He. Is.
i am thankful, like little worm towards the most powerful Being that could’ve easily crushed it but loved it instead. that the Lord is patient with the mess-up kid that i’ve been. not just enduring… but enjoying me. even salvaging my miserable mistakes in order to make a perfect work of art, a huge work, bigger and better than what i’m capable of imagining, involving all creation. i am confident that He who began this work will carry it to completion until His day, always bearing with every single one of us. what grace.
2 My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, 3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. 4 But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. 5 If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him.
Even the weakest saint can experience the power of the deity of the Son of God, when he is willing to “let go.” But any effort to “hang on” to the least bit of our own power will only diminish the life of Jesus in us. We have to keep letting go, and slowly, but surely, the great full life of God will invade us, penetrating every part. Then Jesus will have complete and effective dominion in us, and people will take notice that we have been with Him.
Complete and Effective Decision About Sin
“…our old man was crucified with Him, that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves of sin” (Romans 6:6),
Co-crucifixion. Have you made the following decision about sin—that it must be completely killed in you? It takes a long time to come to the point of making this complete and effective decision about sin. It is, however, the greatest moment in your life once you decide that sin must die in you—-not simply be restrained, suppressed, or counteracted, but crucified—just as Jesus Christ died for the sin of the world. No one can bring anyone else to this decision. We may be mentally and spiritually convinced, but what we need to do is actually make the decision that Paul urged us to do in this passage.
Pull yourself up, take some time alone with God, and make this important decision, saying, “Lord, identify me with Your death until I know that sin is dead in me.” Make the moral decision that sin in you must be put to death.
This was not some divine future expectation on the part of Paul, but was a very radical and definite experience in his life. Are you prepared to let the Spirit of God search you until you know what the level and nature of sin is in your life—-to see the very things that struggle against God’s Spirit in you? f so, will you then agree with God’s verdict on the nature of sin—-that it should be identified with the death of Jesus? You can not “reckon yourselves to be dead indeed to sin” (6:11) unless you have radically dealt with the issue of your will before God.
Have you entered into the glorious privilege of being crucified with Christ, until all that remains in your flesh and blood is His life? “I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me…” (Galatians 2:20).
—Oswald Chambers, “My Utmost for His Highest,”
Praise God for the day He has made! :D
And yes, I am hoping I could use the new space as a “permanent” place for documenting my works, compositions, reflections, pictures, sounds, and other events that would take place in my blessed and fleeting stay on earth. Realizing the brevity of life here, I see the need and beauty of being more purposeful and effiSHONT. Hoho.
realoves.tumblr.com This is the blog. It’s still empty, but it won’t be for long. :D