Art: Don't Hate Yourself

9:33 PM Laura Clarissa 0 Comments



Don't hate yourself.

Don't hate yourself because you are limited; 
that you are not yet where you wish you could be,
and there are things that you cannot and possibly might never be able to do.

Don't hate yourself because you are selfish;
that at times you need to get away from it all because you feel abused, 
and you acknowledge that sometimes you need to put yourself first.

Don't hate yourself because you feel hurt;
that you feel anger and pain, or you feel betrayed or abandoned,
or simply that you are a human being who feels a myriad of emotions.

Don't hate yourself because you are lost;
that you are not sure where you are or where you're going, or how you're going to get there, and when

Don't hate yourself because you want to;
that all you can see in the mirror is a stranger who you can't seem to want to like, or can't seem to want to know

Even if you see a million reasons to, there are a million reasons not to. 

Don't hate yourself.

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Thoughts: Hiatus

9:22 PM Laura Clarissa 0 Comments



It's been a really long time since I've visited this space, both as a writer and as a reader. The last round-up that I wrote was for January! Which, as of my writing is five months ago.

In the span of those five months I've:
- traveled back to Japan
- celebrated my 23rd birthday
-moved to a new apartment / moved offices 
- gone to Taiwan and met with Shizu and Hitomi 
- trained a new employee (who has already left)
- started training another new employee
-started cooking for myself
- found a new possible MA track

But, the past five months have also been difficult, with daddy and lola getting sick, relationships getting strained, and going through what I can only call, depression.

I took this photo in the month of May, and it took me so long before I could post it. 
This was what I wrote:

This photo has been in my gallery for a few weeks now. I've been unable to post it, or write something to go along with it, though I've wanted to, really wanted to. 

Today I was inspired by something a friend shared, and so I thought I should, well, conquer with courage and put a few words out. 

It's almost the end of May - Mental Health Awareness Month. It's been about three months since I've been struggling with myself, really struggling, with what I am not sure of as depression. I have seen a counselor, and for everyone who is hesitating to visit one, please know that it is okay. It is okay to go seek help when you no longer know what to do. When you can't handle yourself anymore. It's okay to ask for help.

I've been seeing a lot of Gemma Correl's artwork for Mental Health Awareness month, and the descriptions that have inspired her work, encapsulates what I have been feeling exactly.
But here goes to trying to pen it down.

It's like a floodgate has been in opened in your mind. All your thoughts come pouring out, and they come in so strongly like they're trying to escape your head but they can't. You try to stop yourself from thinking, to relax, but it doesn't work. You try to think of other things - calming things, but there are too many thoughts already. It's loud but incomprehensible, like white noise. You turn to negotiating, to begging with yourself to calm down, to stop thinking. It's as if there are two of yourself, and one is at the mercy of the other. Sometimes you succumb to hyperventilation, to crying. Sometimes crying will stop the thinking, sometimes it won't, and you're just left with sore eyes and a numbness in your chest.

In the morning you can hardly get yourself to get up. You feel your heart beating fast, and there's a heaviness like a sumo wrestler is sitting on your chest. You talk to yourself, make yourself get up, get yourself to function. "Function" is your operative.
You function for most of the day, go home and try to change your mood.

But so much of it feels forced now. The things that gave you joy and peace no longer help. You no longer have the will to do them, and even when you do it all feels mediocre.

You feel mediocre a lot of the time. You don't understand why people describe you as being mature or having it together because you don't have it together. You feel like a failure most days. Like there is nothing left to be, and all that you thought you were and could be, you can no longer imagine.

You keep asking yourself, "What happened to the person I was a few years ago?" You are no longer that person, you no longer recognize that person.

You try to read all the letters you wrote, letters for yourself when you've lost motivation. But you hear a stranger saying the words to you.

You feel like a shell of what you were. But you need to function. Sometimes you think all people really need is for you to just function. So you will yourself to function. And you crumble inside while you do it.

This happens again. And again. And again.

Some days are better. Some days I feel more of myself, though I'm not sure who that is really. The counselor told me that with what I'm going through, it's like I'm riding a bike - one foot is pedalling but the other is dragging itself on the ground.

We're never sure of what anyone really goes through. It might take someone a lot of effort just to get through a regular day. Just to get out the door, is a victory. Every person has their own struggle, and we can only try to conquer with courage.

If you feel like a friend might be suffering from mental illness, try and reach out to help them get the help they need. And if you yourself would like to get help, conquer with courage dear friend. We will be okay, one day. 


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Up to now, this is still what I'm trying to do. Be okay and conquer with courage.
I may not follow through on all of my goals everyday, but I try.
I may not be who I want to be yet, but I try.
Everyday, something happens that tries to break my will, and sometimes it's close.
But I try. 

Writing here on this space, I try.





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Monthly Round-up: January 2016

5:12 PM Laura Clarissa 0 Comments


Monthly Round-up: January 2016

1) Back to movie dates with my home girl Dea.
Watched Honor Thy Father and Walang Forever. Kicked off the year with Filipino films! (both were good)

2) Reunited with my girls, sans Allyza. Finally saw Abbe after more than half a year apart!

3) Was able to meet with my buddy, Micha right before she left for Japan. Missed this girl a lot and can't believe so much has happened to her and me after graduation.

4) Art Appreciation day with Gillie and Tel. Caught Ben Cab's exhibit at Vargas before it was taken out after January.

5) Took them to ROFL, one of my favorite spots in Katipunan.

6) A photo my boyfriend took of me in my element when we were waiting for Dea to have dinner. 
We spent the afternoon looking for Star Wars figures and also I got too meet one of his co-workers!

7) Sneaked in some time for a bit of art. Finally got to test out my Colleen Color Pencils.

8) Very busy day meeting up with people for the books I was selling, one of which was badi Noyi. Marie Kondo has influenced me a lot this month. Only did my clothes and books so far, but a lot has been taken away. Still need to go to Cubao Expo to really part with everything.

9) Found a great restaurant - Kanzhu hand pulled noodles - by a recommendation by Tel. Missed just hanging out with her in her condo! 

I started February by being sick but hope my birth month is full of good moments still!

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Thoughts: Slow Down

4:56 PM Laura Clarissa 0 Comments

Peacock Tree - a product of taking time, and slowing down

These past few days I learned a hard lesson in the form of back pains, hospital bills and sick leaves.

I've always been the type of person who wants to make the most of life. The type of person who would want to exhaust all of the days in a week, the hours in a day, just to feel like I was able to do everything I could possibly do. I make endless lists of things I want to do, to accomplish; I set a lot of goals, I google events and new places to go to, and in between all these things I try to set some time aside for planning.

This has become the regular pattern since last year, when I was starting to get accustomed to my working life. My weeks would go: weekdays working, weekends meeting up with people for lunches or dinners, visiting events, exploring places. Some days I would have some alone time in a cafe, but still engrossed in planning, still trying to find new ways to fill my time with. Weekends I barely stay in the dorm where I live. I leave Friday night with a bag of clothes, and stay at various friend's houses, or my boyfriend's, and Sunday night my room and I are reunited again and then it's a night's sleep until the start of the next week's grind.

A lot of my friends tell me, they're amazed that I am able to keep this lifestyle up. Don't I ever get tired? Or maybe, lazy? Lazy to go out and instead just spend the day in, lie in bed for the most part, do mundane things, maybe household chores while watching a movie on one's laptop. Since I rarely have those free days I try to squeeze those things in during the weekday, or maybe a Friday night or Saturday morning before I go out. 

Aside from this kind of lifestyle being hard on one's wallet, I have to admit that it really has taken its toll on my health, most likely. 

January came to a close last Sunday. It was a blur, the fastest January I've had in these 22 years. Work was busy, as well as my social life. My health started going downhill during Week 2-3 of January. I was out very early for some days and had to go on site. I was feeling sick that week and was just sleeping when I came home, I had no energy to do anything else. I also got diarrhoea, which is never a good thing. I also got a fever. But I had to keep working, then come weekends I would meet people and go out again. Then the following week, I developed UTI symptoms, but ignored them thinking it was nothing. Until Thursday night last week when I had a sharp pain on my lower right side that wouldn't go away. 

I realized I had to get it checked, so I went to the clinic on Friday. I was diagnosed with UTI and given antibiotics to drink. I still went out that weekend to meet friends and my boyfriend. Sunday night I felt the sharp pain again, and now here I am day two of sick leave. Day one was spent waiting for the doctor, getting an ultrasound and spending a lot of money for being sick.

So what is the hard lesson that I learned? 
That sometimes you just need to slow down.

I get the feeling sometimes that I don't have enough time, that I always need to rush. 
And I think that's also one reason why I keep moving so quickly, why I try to squeeze everything in.
My boyfriend like's to tell me that a lot too, that I need to slow down and just breathe. But I've gotten used to this lifestyle quite a bit, and to be honest it's hard for me to stop because I get that feeling of not having enough time and not doing enough recurrently.

But, with this little episode I've understood that it really is important to slow down. For your body, for your health. Without your health then you wouldn't be able to do anything that you want to do anyhow. But also, it's important to slow down so life doesn't become a blur, and that you yourself does not blur with it.

It's a bit hypocritical of me to say this, because I feel as if I've let things blur past me without really giving myself some little tidbits of the days to take it in and recalibrate. My brother told me the other day that he doesn't have time to think because there's so much to do. And I answered that there's always time to think and slow down, and that it's a necessary step in accomplishing all that we want to do. Who would've guessed the words would come back to haunt me.

Take your time, slow down, breathe. 
I felt the joy of just sitting down and taking my time, when, I did exactly just that today, sitting in the dorm cafe just taking my time, not worrying about anything, not trying to process a thousand thoughts all at once. 

Quiet moments have a beauty all to themselves.

Hopefully, starting now, I can allow myself to take in more of those quiet moments, and steadily quiet the voices that keep telling me to rush in my head. 

Hoping you all have a little time for those quiet moments as well.


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Thoughts: An Art Filled Year

10:46 PM Laura Clarissa 0 Comments

Last 2015 was a momentous year for art related opportunities. I thought I would do a little sum up here since I've just handed over illustrations that I was commissioned for, for a book a friend is working on. It's been the second opportunity I've had to get paid for my work, and it is quite exhilarating.

- Workshops
I was able to attend five creative workshops last year. A Basic Watercolor workshop by Raine Sarmiento, another one by Liz Lanuzo of Project Vanity, an acrylic painting workshop by Sip and Gogh, a Basic Collage Workshop by Reese Lansangan, and the Princess Princess workshop by Valerie Chua and Marj Sia.

Basic Watercolor Workshop with Raine Sarmiento
Photo taken from Woman, Create's FB Page


Basic Watercolor Workshop with Liz Lanuzo
Photo c/o Liz Lanuzo's instagram


Sip and Gogh Workshop


Princess Princess Make-up and Watercolor Workshop


Basic Collage Workshop with Reese Lansangan


If I could pick three things that I took away from all of these workshops collectively, it would be the following:

1. If you really want to improve your skills, try to absorb/learn/practice as much as you can.
The people that taught these workshops are people I really admire. I've been such a fan of Valerie for a long time especially. Whenever I see their work, aside from admiration I also feel a tad of frustration that my skills are not up to par. But what these artists have really taught me is that to reach their skill level they put in a lot of practice. Liz especially, mentioned that she totally geeked out over watercolor, and read up on it a lot. It takes a lot of work, and I know frustration is definitely part of the process, but you just have to believe that practice pays off.

2. Patience.
The thing with watercolor is, you have to give it its own time. Specifically, time to dry. It pays to let it dry first especially when you're doing layering. But, I learned that patience is important not only for the watercolor, but for yourself as well. You have to give yourself ample time to improve. You have to be patient with yourself too.

3. Enjoy yourself!
I started painting/drawing as an outlet, something to help me make sense of myself and my emotions. It was purely out of fun and I didn't really start thinking at the onset that I want to reach a certain level. But now that I've come to realize that to better express myself I need to get better at my medium, sometimes I don't have as much fun because the feeling of wanting to get better is stronger. But, I don't want to make art something that just gives me frustration. I still want it to be something that more so, gives me enjoyment. And really, it's something I love to do, so I want to keep the fun in it!

- Berlin Art Parasite's Feature

I sent over some artwork to Berlin Art Parasite's when I saw that they accepted submissions. I forgot that I actually sent it, and lo and behold, one day I found my work shared on their page. I've always admired the artwork and words shared on the page, and how a lot of it resonated with me, so, it meant a lot for my work to be there as well. There was a lot of positive feedback from both friends and strangers alike. It overwhelmed me really, I cried so much, just with the thought that strangers out there had seen it and that it told them something, it meant something to them. That's what I've always wanted to do with my art, and this was one chance where it came true.



- Woman Create's 365 Wonders Planner

This was another wonderful surprise! Marika Callangan of Woman Create held a series of events this year, one of which I attended. Her culminating project was a planner, the 365 Wonders Planner. I've been following Rika for some time, and one day I chanced upon her call for art for the planner. I sent some work, and I didn't hear anything for 5 months.  I forgot (again) that I actually sent something when I received the email that my work was chosen for the planner! I was ecstatic. I was very grateful to have been part of it, along with many beautiful works, and that people would get to have an actual physical copy of my work! Quite a bit of my friends bought their own, and of course, I have one myself. :) Thankful also to friends who attended the launch with me: Tel, Gillie, Kuya Mhawi, my brother John and his friend Rainbow.





- Local Loca's Paper Sniffers Event

On my best friend's birthday, we went to Cubao Expo and chanced upon an event by Local Loca at Uvla Store. There were artists selling prints, knick-knacks etc. I love events like those, and I've always wondered if I could sell my own work one day. I followed Local Loca on instagram and saw that they were calling for artists for an event, a mini exhibit of paper works called Paper Sniffers. I thought, what the hey, and sent a compilation of my writings and illustrations over, entitled Rabbit Heart. I was pretty anxious, and felt like they weren't going to accept it, but they did! Rabbit Heart was showcased in a mini exhibit in Uvla's 2nd floor along with some of my prints. My family and dear friends went all the way from Batangas to visit. Special thanks also to Gail, Rizz and Vlad for coming.





- Commissioned Work

I was asked to do some illustrations for a book and I've finally finished and sent them over. Will keep it on the downlow for now since it's in progress! Really grateful for this opportunity as well, it's always been my dream to provide illustrations for a book, and the subject matter is very interesting.

I can't even begin to say how thankful I am for all the blessings I received last year. I hope this year is an art-filled one too!



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