There's a Time for Everything

When the 2010 Campaign Season started, I was ecstatic at all the possibilities that the experience will present me.  I readied my sketchbook and promised myself to keep my camera nearby just in case a piece of inspiration do come my way.

But as soon as the feverish pace of Philippine campaign season got under way, did I find myself  bogged down with tasks and the need to create art took a back seat.

I think I packed away the artist in me too well.  I find it difficult to even start sketching now - and that's halfway through the year.  Somewhere along the way, I think I left the artist in me wallowing in some perennially flooded back road in Malabon City.

Come to think of it, I don't even bother bringing my camera when I go on trips.  Just this weekend, I left home for Tarak Ridge in the Mariveles Range, Bataan, without a camera.  And interestingly, it didn't bother me one bit.  A year ago, I'd find that thought reprehensible.

There's this growing annoyance when I see these brushes and tube paints in my living room.  I feel this itch to finally pack them away.  It's the same feeling I got when I had this compulsion to pack away my Transformer toys when I was a boy, that had outgrown his toys.  As with the toys, the paint brushes embarrass me.

I think there is a need for me to rid myself of all these distractions.  I need to set up a company and these brushes do nothing but clutter my thoughts.

Perhaps it's now time to pack away these last vestiges of my creative past.