I am a big fan of art that are commonly found in museums. The forms of art I often marvel about outdoors would be magnificent architectures and massive infrastructures. But while having a walk along the Embarcadero near the Bay Bridge in San Francisco, one massive piece of sculpture struck me. It’s the humongous bow and arrow monument in the middle of Rincon Park.
Upon google search, I learned that the title of this masterpiece is Cupid’s Span built in 2002. The artists who created this gigantic piece made reference to Eros, the Greek God also known to the Roman’s as Cupid who shoots arrows into its would-be-victims.
Unexpectedly discovering this cool piece of art was great! Perceiving and understanding the statement that Cupid’s Span makes – like any other piece of art – can be very subjective. It is open to the personal interpretation of the individual. You either like it or you don’t. I happen to love it! It blends well and stands out pretty impressive with the surrounding location. You can actually view Cupid’s Span from different angles, backgrounds and perspectives at different times. And this unique attribute of this masterpiece gives you different opinion and feeling every time.
It is one unique landmark in SF which I guess celebrates love and how an SF visitor’s heart can actually get stuck and held immovable by the beauty of the sights and culture of San Francisco. For me, it is an unflinching representation of the famous line, “I left my heart in San Francisco”.
And while taking photos of this massive masterpiece, I was gleefully unashamed singing Rachel Alejandro’s song, Mister Kupido! (click the LINK to that song) Hahaha!
Ba’t hindi panain, ang kanyang damdamin ng ako ay mapansin…
Sometimes we grow up with images of a place thinking we’ll never see them in real life. But when you finally get there, those images are just as magnificent as you expected. The Palace of Fine Arts in the Marina District of San Francisco CA is one of those places.
i love this shot
There has been voluminous magazines, journals and publications in my younger years that this popular tourist attraction has been featured. There are even lots of foreign movies wherein this place is the location shoot. One in particular is a 1995 Filipino movie starring Lea Salonga and Aga Mulach entitled Sana Maulit Muli. (Hahaha! Of course I remember that!)
And when I finally and personally got to see and feel the whole majestic beauty of the Palace of Fine Arts, the feeling is just but surreal. I can’t actually remember how many times I sat on various locations of benches scattered around the park. I even sat under a tree! Maybe it is because I was too overwhelmed by the experience, I had to stop and breathe so as to sink all the prodigious feelings in.
A visit to this gorgeous piece of architecture is one memorable highlight of my SF adventure.
Akalain mong makaraing ako dun?!
I am in San Francisco. And in keeping with my personal tradition of visiting a museum every time I travel abroad, I went to SFMOMA (San Francisco Museum of Modern Arts). Like what I personally do in the past inside a museum, I let those pieces of art feed the cultural facet of my soul. And the one that most moved me will be featured in the Nengkoy blog.
one of the iconic works of andy warhol
I thought that it would be the works of Andy Warhol that will most fascinate me. Though seeing his works is one of the highlights of my San Francisco adventure, it was actually this that nudged a silvery spur into my little brain:
traveling in strange circles by william allan
great shot by the equally entranced lady
I was easily entranced by the work of William Allan. This big piece of acrylic painting on canvass is entitled Traveling in Strange Circles done in 1973.
An old lady who was with me inside the gallery, I guess saw some glow spilling out from my body, she involuntarily volunteered and asked if I would want a photo with the piece of beautiful art. I of course obliged. She too was so impressed by the works of William Allan it took quite a lot of time before both of us left that specific section in SFMOMA.
Before I left the William Allan gallery, I told the old lady, “I want that piece in my room!” while pointing to the great piece of art. The lady then smiled and told me,”You then need quite a lot of fortune before you can own such an excellent piece of work”. Both of us laughed and bid each other goodbye.
Traveling in Strange Circles though made in 1973 is very modern and is very on with the times. It is a happy painting. I never imagined liking a piece of painting that centers a pair of sneakers in it. Or maybe the painting in a way represents me, a person who loves to travel.
Akong ako ang peynting na ‘to. Kalyehero!
I have one seem-to-be-odd and old-fashioned question.
I won’t be asking you what your wishes this Christmas are. Neither would I ask where are you gonna spend it. I won’t inquire whom your gonna spend it with or what look are you gonna don with on that joyous day. My question would be: Do you remember when was the last time you sent a Christmas card to a friend or a relative through the classic postal mail?
With the advent of the internet, convenience of the social media and the availability of modern day apps, I’m pretty sure you cannot remember. Or maybe, if you’re really young and part of the millennial generation, I guess you haven’t even sent yet a letter through snail mail.
I have sent a couple of merry Christmas greetings already via social media for the past few days, but Nengkoy still settles for the classic and traditional mode. Just 2 weeks ago, she showed me a bunch of envelopes filled with Christmas cards to be sent to relatives in USA and Canada via old-style and old-fashioned postal mail. And while taking photos of these classic form of greetings, out of nowhere, I suddenly wanted to receive a Christmas card sent via snail mail. It would be one earnest feeling, I guess.
nengkoy’s snail mails
3 generations: neil, nengkoy and my nephew gabby, a millennial who I guess has not yet sent a letter via classic postal mode
Though I no longer remember, I have sent letters and greeting cards via postal mail in the past. And I know how much time and effort that is poured in handwriting as well as the time and effort of going to the nearest postal station.
Handwritten letters and classic greetings cards for me is a beautiful thing. Merry greetings received through this mode, I guess, is warmer, sincerer and more heartfelt. It is one art, culture and tradition that is unfortunately on its verge of extinction.
But going back to my question if you happen to remember when the last time you sent a snail mail was. Nengkoy for sure can easily answer such an odd and old-fashioned question.
Klasik ng lola mo!
zodiac sign fountain inside old jaffa square
Old Jaffa is a very old port town situated in the south of Tel Aviv. It is believed that this town was built by the son of Noah (Japheth) after the great flood. Thus, this town is considered one of the oldest inhabited towns on the planet.
With the more than 3,000 years old history of this town, there is so much to see, hear, feel and smell in Old Jaffa. This place is actually my most photographed place in my recent trip to Israel with my sister. That is why this old town would definitely be one place in Israel that I will be back in case I will again be blessed to visit Israel.
Walking through the narrow streets and alleyways of Old Jaffa, it is very evident that the place is now a haven for artists and craftsmen. The artistry of the people who presently inhabits the place are truly mind-blowing!
With the rich and remarkable history of Old Jaffa, there is indeed so much to write about this ancient place. Yet, I could not seem to focus on what to say and write about this beautiful town. I guess I was too mesmerized by the special remarkability, rich exceptionality and the rareness of the magic of Old Jaffa.
this art piece is called “gate of faith”
there’s so much to see, feel and smell…
my sister love the colors of this artpiece
i love this place!!!
Ibang lebel ang historik at kulchural ng baryong ‘to
hunter’s moon 2007 by jim dine
With the rich and complex history and events that took place that resulted to a worldwide belief, culture and conviction, Israel in itself can be revered as a living or breathing museum. Every street corner seem to have a history connected either to Islam, Judaism or Christianity. Every crook, bend or junction seem to have something interesting to tell.
And when I was in Israel, I thought visiting a museum seem no longer noteworthy unlike the way I would usually require myself to visit at least one museum every time I got to go to a foreign country. The feeling of being in Israel itself was like being in a museum 24/7.
But when I got a good window of a time to go to an actual museum, I was hesitant at first but nevertheless, pursued with my commonly known “cultural day”. I did visited the Tel Aviv Museum of Art.
The vibrant mix of pieces featured in Tel Aviv Art Museum are poles apart from the arts and artifacts seen in the old streets of Israel. The art pieces were not of a biblical, dogmatic or spiritual in nature. Instead, featured art were more of an intense personal expression, more of an eclectic retrospect and view and more of a strange emotional articulation. Its novelty-ness, freshness and innovation are awesomely high!
super pop art entitled “shit boy showers” part of the rosenfeld gallery collection
cool ink works by justine frank. i want these printed on shirts and wear it!
my personal favorite entitled: “construction workers” by moshe matosovsky
the hallways of the museum are already a modernism form of art itself
the massive entrance hall along with some of the awesome art pieces!
The modernism are so breath-taking I could not control myself from saying “Wow!” The visual art pieces were so cool and fresh, I want it printed on shirts and wear it! Tel Aviv Museum of Art indeed is a remarkable representation of modern Israel.
Here are three additional tangible pieces that are the end results of my recent brain breaks.
my first mandala
one tree and eight owis
These can be the additional art pieces which can be exhibited in my imaginary museum.
Humanda ka nashonal myusiyum, hir ay kam… balang araw…