What's Wrong With Filipino Art and Why Is It Under-Appreciated?
Art is present in so many of the places we go to and the things we do. We might scroll past most Instagram posts that we see, without thinking how each photo or video has several elements in it that make it look appealing to people. We weave our paths through the city every day, and we rarely see how the buildings are carefully designed and how the billboards are strategically done. We use and consume so many products per day, yet we fail to really appreciate the way they are presented to us. We listen to music, we appreciate the aesthetics of a post, we read books, we watch endless videos on our suggested list. But how much of it do we really pay attention to?
In our country, a lot of people have given up on art and have put a premium on financial stability. "What will you do with your art? Will it really feed you and put a roof over your head?" are the common questions anyone who wants to pursue art gets asked.
"What will you do with your art? Will it really feed you and put a roof over your head?"
There are those who are still unaware of how it will always have a presence in our daily lives, from the packaging of our favorite products to the shows we enjoy. Art has been looked down on, especially local art. We may have been educated again and again about colonial mentality and its effects, yet we still do not have enough appreciation for our own.
First, let's identify why this is a problem. Filipino art hasn't entirely been put on a high pedestal in years. There are great artists like Fernando Amorsolo and Juan Luna, who will always be remembered in history books and will always be familiar names. But these artists and their work, albeit should not be forgotten, aren't the only ones that we should know about. More recent artists are often shunned, saying that their work is unoriginal or not meeting a certain standard or not as good as their Western counterparts. It's seen as if our art is only limited to a certain template, and cannot be more, cannot be as interesting, cannot be worth our time.
Another problem is how we limit our artists. Oftentimes, original or unconventional ideas are not accepted, since they are not what people are used to. Corporations think that if this idea is not the usual thing that people gobble up, it is not worth the risk. So here, we strip the artist of its freedom of expression, forcing him/her to keep making a similar output just because it sells. We are not really allowed to show controversial topics, when art should be a means of communicating with other people and getting a message across. Artists are forced to do as the higher-ups tell them to do, and their potential is never known. They couldn't make a change in our viewpoints even if they wanted to, because our expression is silenced.
Oftentimes, original or unconventional ideas are not accepted, since they are not what people are used to.
Sometimes, our artists feel too discouraged to create content, choosing instead to take a job that they think can give them a steady income. So many have the potential to earn with the quality of the content they produce, but since we lean more towards other more "in" products, they are barely seen. Most of the artists here are fairly new, not as known across the online world or the real world, just starting out and following their hearts. These are people who pour out so much of themselves in what they do, leaving pieces of them in the things they create because these are a reflection of them and their thoughts, viewpoints, and feelings. These are people who often go unrecognized, but still do what they love to do.
There will always be those who create even if they know they won't benefit much from it. Theatre people who perform entire plays even for the smallest of audiences just to keep theatre alive. A singer writing her own lyrics and performing in cafes and small bars for even a few tips. A group of painters who create murals for school buildings just so the school doesn't look as dreary. Writers who publish short stories for children to enjoy. These people are not promised fame or fortune, but they still go on, since they believe that art should be shared with the world.
We live in a place so full of culture and history, so full of stories waiting to be told through different lines and words and brush strokes and film scenes. Live in it, support the people who do what they are passionate about, and maybe even spread the word. I'm not saying that you should forget all of the other artists who aren't local. I'm saying that this country is full of color, of life, of art in every corner, and once in a while, it wouldn't hurt to notice them a bit more.
We live in a place so full of culture and history, so full of stories waiting to be told through different lines and words and brush strokes and film scenes.
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these sheets that exactly remind me of how I gushed in between my pillow and space you filled in the longing of my burned sorrow put smile to my sober face just like how a three year old receive her lollipop
i searched you everywhere and here you are laying down beside me in my imagination the walls that our screens built a boundary and an obvious message that says i can never have you because you wear clerical shirt and obviously you loved someone else before me
oh god, do I really want this forbidden love? that only exist in my imagination? that only exist through my words? would you, meine liebling, notice me and my art one second? because I am dying to say I love you.
A Simple Learner Who's a Great Pretender
Maybe I'm just a learner, not a weirdo. A learner that knows how to listen and pretend. A simple learner who's a great pretender. Pretending to be slightly dumb enough not to be judged and criticized by those who do not appreciate my existence. We surround ourselves with people who's levels are either beyond or below our intellectual behavior, because as for reality, people may use you either for their success or your downfall. Since then, people tend to judge someone who has an intellect with things they shouldn't be. Making them a criticizer, and most of all, calling them weird.
Honestly, I'm one of this "weirdo" who actually loves to learn things, and for the record, I'm bullied and stressed out for making myself not to learn more and go with the flow to dumbness I had. Have you ever feel being assigned to some task where you know every process to make it easier and faster to finish but turns out to hesitate to voice out because some of your mates put themselves in charge. There are times where I know what to do, what to say, or how to react, but kept myself silent and pretend not to know anything that may help us. Maybe it's a good thing to just go with their ideas and learn from their perspectives, but sometimes you can't control it and says something, and once again called to be a weirdo and let you finish the work by yourself.
It's annoying that you only know one process yet they gave you the whole work and let you finish it by yourself because they insist that "MAGALING KA DIBA?". It's not your fault being an intellectual person, knowing such things that may help you to pursue your dreams, and have the basic knowledge about something. You don't need to know everything, just the basics. And as for those people who do not appreciate your existence, let them be and continue what's the best for you. In some cases, you'll be annoyed by this but most of the time you'll be thankful for it. Not for now but maybe later. Just be yourself either a weirdo, a great pretender, or a simple learner, and always remember to lower your voice and behavior because no one loves that.
Just be a great pretender not to hear any runts and be a good learner that appreciates everything. It's out of nowhere thoughts of mine, but simply I leave you this my favorite life quotation; "Don't introduce yourself, Let your success introduce you"
Dear me in six years, I wonder how life will treat you when you’re already 26 years old. Will you be financially stable? Will you be working in an advertising agency while pursuing everything about the arts? Will you be doing freelancing and living in a condo by then? I don’t know since things are very uncertain. I hope by the time you graduate from college and face the real meaning of the world, you’ll know what the real purpose of doing and living in the art will be.
I know it’s been so tough ever since you turned 20 but that’s how life works, I guess. There will be a lot of hopes and trials, breakdowns, and breakthroughs but I have high hopes of you becoming the better version of yourself. You always do, though. You were never a quitter. Making decisions is getting harder and harder as you grow but I hope it doesn’t make you stop doing what you really love to do. You will face different people with different perspectives. You will feel like a stranger once again, it’s like you were back in your freshmen year. It’s going to be tougher than you’ve expected but you can do it. I believe you can.
Most of the time, people's perception of us as a strong person makes us feel that we are not entitled to be vulnerable because they might be disappointed for seeing our weak spots. And so when we are hurting, we are often scared of extreme emotions and so bury our feelings. We deny them, trying to avoid the pain we feel.
But by doing that, we are just allowing it to come back to us and haunt us. And when it comes back, it might be stronger and it will be harder for us to get over it than when we faced them first. I realized it just now that facing those emotions will scare them until they're gone. The saying 'Let it hurt until it hurts no more' goes true. Admitting your pain to yourself doesn't make you weak. It only proves that you are strong enough to acknowledge such extreme emotions without avoiding them. We are humans and it's okay if we hurt sometimes.
Before, sliding over the rainbows
Now, our hearts are bruised
Days once full of love and laughter
Became dawns of forfeited ever after
Smiles that bring ticklish sensations
Turned to cold question and answer
Figuring who would be the next instructor
The queen’s awake
Grappling to the happiness that the sorrow and sadness take
Going back to all the promises he couldn’t make