illusions. dreams. reverie. candy castles.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

scissors, paper, and clay

this weekend had been a peyton-ic weekend...

new blog. thanks to my dearest and music-addict-morphed-into-patroness-of-art friend, arjae. she has the extreme talent at blog-making. imagine having finished a new blog for hours when it takes weeks and months for me before i could make one for myself. so just like joyce, i asked for a very early birthday present..a blog. i think phoenix would definitely crave for this present!

i never wondered that my mom would be that "crafty".

aside from the terrible deadlines that need to be met by this week and the write-ups for the stallion blah..blah..extra work, the prom bugs my mind alot. i never really imagined myself making anything that requires extreme creativity, let alone a mask i would wear with the gown! i tried conceptualizing and planning but i am afraid, i'm only good at those things. the concept is grasped. the execution quite questionable.

but then, my ever-optimistic and bright and sunny attitude told me to go on and believe in myself, be trapped in my reverie and illusions that i could make one "wearable" mask. so i planned. i conceptualized. i made use of my creativity instincts and tried to bring out a hopefully, colorful, new and creative.. me.

and it ended up...

the only materials i thought of for my mask was white paint, white glitters, silver glitters, white sequins and glue. i think it's enough but thinking more closely made me think twice. i felt i was just about to make a star. it's prom right? not a holiday presentation. it might win me a prize, though.

i just can picture out the moment my name was announced........

"the most peculiar and 'seasonal' mask for prom award goes to.... Anthonette Malaluan, for the Star of David inspired mask!"

how Lasallian-ic.

however, in the midst of my hopelessness, there came the star.. my mother! all she did was to volunteer for the job and took over. she even pushed me away to deal with the write-ups than touch her precious little creation. fine by me. i gave up trying to find any future with Creative 101 lessons, anyway. so i just ended up with my pal, my pc. but before totally submitting myself to computer work i threatened my mom... "basta pag nasira yan...........ayusin nyo."

later on, my mom called me up. she told me to look at the progress she'd made. i was shocked! gawd. it was great! it was greater than the concept i have thought of. it was not the star of david that could be seen from far, far way nor the mulawin-inspired feathery-fur-y mask projected last time during the practice for failure. it was wonderful. it was not at all extravagant and attention-seeking but it was at least something you'd be proud to wear. it'd be something you'd use to feel good about yourself. it was simple. it was....... me.

although the theme was white.

and now, i don't care about my mask anymore...

ill just leave it all to my dearest and picasso-in-the-shadows mom.

(^^,)..V

posted by anthonette || 10:26 PM