I Saw the Sign, It Opened Up My Eyes, I Resign

While most people strive to be the best in whatever they do – taking up graduate studies, being interns of masters in their field, going through years of training – I choose to be a jack of most trades, if not all. I like diversity. I like knowing as much as I can about anything and everything. Not Kuya Kim type and level of knowledgeable even though trivias give me a kick; I want real, usable knowledge that can be turned into skills.

I am bad with commitments. I can’t see myself doing the same things after some couples of years, nor do I see myself being with the same person forever. That’s why i can’t be a queen of my own kingdom. I’d rather be a bunny hopping everywhere and finding pleasures and treasures in the most unexpected manner. This way, I get the most of the world. I experience a lot, I learn a lot.  And unlike most people expert on their own fields, who eventually becomes technical and simply a living manifestation of all books written in their language, my expertise rises to a more personal level. It’s a homogenous mixture of anything and everything I know, a big web of interrelated knowledge and experience.

Thus now, after exactly three years of working for the same company and taking all I could in the position I held in, I am moving on. Time for something better, and probably something bigger.

Avellana Gallery: A Walk Through a Movie Set

In my continued attempts to live life and grab it by the balls despite despite-ofs, I wandered the metro with Margananda for one of our latest’s craze – reconnecting with the arts. Last weekend was a deal-sealer, I swear to god, rocks and all of you humans, my pre-nuptial photoshoot shall be done in art galleries (Bencab’s Museum and Avellana Art Gallery).

Avellana Art Gallery? Yes. Despite annoying bus drivers ad thousand commuters, beastly jeepneys and cabs, dirty fumes and all-over congested and dangerous streets that one might/would experience before reaching the gallery, I swear it was all worth it. Once you enter the gates, it was another world you would be into.

On the street side

Avellana Art Gallery was in a compound inspired from 50′s era residential area – two-floor wooden houses with huge sliding window and grills, vast yards with trees and garden tables and benches. Pathway was lined with trees. It was like walking into a movie set.

The exhibit we were going into was in one of the houses towards the end of the compound. It is run by Mr Albert Avellana who holds office in the gallery. Exhibit hall was two floors with really excellent lighting. I fell in love at first sight.

Here are some really really few photos of the gallery (sorry but my measly camera had hard time in low lights):

Opened and close

Open and wide

Then there are the art pieces displayed all over the gallery.

Here are two other houses I took photos of before my camera lashed out on me.

I wanna go back to you, Avellana.