Sunday, January 27, 2013

Antipolo: Pinto Art Gallery & Museum

Pinto Art Museum

The Pinto Art Gallery & Museum is one of the most serene and art filled places you can visit in Antipolo, Rizal. Check out my blog post about the inspiring halls, and tranquil scenery of this hidden art sanctuary below. 

(Updated on June 16, 2014)



What makes a place a sanctuary? What gives a person peace? Is it the serene feeling that flows off the land? Is it the sense of security that resounds off the walls? Or is it the fact that time seems to stop as you let your mind wander within its inner workings?

The Pinto Art Gallery & Museum stays true to its name by serving as a doorway into an art sanctuary you wouldn't believe exists in the Philippines. Nestled deep (well not that deep) within the moutains of Antipolo lies a sprawling compound home to numerous white-washed, Mexican-inspired buildings all housing objects from the countries leading contemporary artists of the Philippines.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Bacolod



The dawn comes,



bringing light to the fields.



The farmers rise,



Their beasts of burden in tow...



The fields sing with the wind, swaying, rustling, caressing their sunburnt skin.



We head into the woods, into the welcome shade...



The trees greet us with a cooling embrace.



We dash out into the fields once more, only pausing to find treasure where it may grow



A moment's respite, the work resumes. 



But is it ever enough? What lies in store for us after a hard day's work?



A farmer must always remember to sow new seed after every harvest...



Planting can wait, for now, we harvest.



We fill bales upon bales with our crop, the load soaring ever higher into the sky,



This is a good harvest, a rich and a sweet harvest. The table will be set tonight.



In our joy we erect monuments to our gain, we flaunt our brash pride to the world.



We set our sights on the fields once more, waltzing and prancing through the stalks,



We come upon opportunities to explore the unknown. Tenuously, timidly, we take a chance and cross the bridge,



We are rewarded.



The day ends magnificently with the sun bathing the fields in gold before disappearing over the horizon...



We pause to give thanks...



For the day is done.



And a new day lies ahead.