Palm Sunday

Blue marlin steak. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Today is Palm Sunday, traditionally a day that marks the the start of the Holy Week in this predominantly Catholic nation. The old practice was the oldies refrain from eating rich foods at the start of Ash Wednesday but with my generation, sacrifices (no eating of meat) and fasting usually start on Holy Monday. I remember there was this old practice of Filipinos eating only fish on Fridays as part of their penitence, regardless of the time of the year, that’s why galunggong (round scad) and mungbean soup were popular dishes in offices/canteens every Friday lunch.

Anyway, I don’t really follow these practices since I’m no longer Catholic (because for me Jesus’ death on the cross is enough to pay for my sins so no need for penitence) but fasting is a good way of making you focus more when you plan on meditating this coming Holy Week. I tried intermittent fasting before when I was doing my reflections in 2016-2017. I subsisted only on coffee during the day and then break my fast after midnight with a light snack.

So today I grilled blue marlin steaks because Twin A asked for it, not because it’s Palm Sunday. 😁 I was surprised at how well I seasoned the fish before grilling. 🥰 I cooked meatless hotpot with tofu to accompany the fish. The smell of the fish while I was grilling it reminded me of beach outings we had when I was growing up. We always grilled something when we go to the beach during summer holidays. 💓

I then attended to my garden again to re-pot the plants that were not thriving and transferred the ones that already outgrew their containers into the clay pots I bought from Marikina yesterday. Now that I have a good look at my inventory, I can assess now what are the additional flowering plants I can buy next week. It took me four hours to finish. No wonder people during lockdowns were so into gardening. We can pass the day just gardening.

Twin I taking a photo of me while I was busy.

My morning glory plants are thriving and I may have to transplant them next week into hanging planters because they’re already growing vines. The marigolds are sprouting but I haven’t seen any sign of the calendula and aster. The leeks have also sprouted. This encouraged me to plant kale and lettuce in my spare mini pots. Let’s see if my black thumb only applies to vegetables.

As I said, gardening is trial and error. So I realized that the loam soil I was buying retains water too much and my area does not encourage evaporation that quickly so a lot of my earlier plants became victims of root rot, especially my expensive roses. Now I learned I must mix this soil with coco peat and humic plus soil conditioner.

And clay pots do make a difference.

Clay pots allow the soil/roots to breathe since the pots are porous compared to plastic pots. Yes, plastic pots are cheap and convenient to have but they easily encourage root rot. So what I’m going to do with my existing plastic pots and rectangular planters is I will drill holes not only at the bottom but also at the sides to encourage aeration. I already did that to my big plastic planter, that’s why some of the current plants there are surviving. However, it seems like the holes aren’t enough because my cosmos are nearly dying. So I transferred them to a clay pot and into an area that receives full sunshine throughout the day. I just hope it works.


Tomorrow will be the formal turnover of duties from my boss to me during the team call. Then on Wednesday will be a follow up call with my new manager (APAC head) as my outgoing manager will be transferring to the data team and by June she will be transplanting herself to London. I have to fix my schedule again to see if I can fly to Singapore before July (probably next month?) to introduce myself to PRs and renew my connection with firms and sources after the formal announcement of my promotion (and also my salary raise–a lot of paperwork and admin work).

As the newest reporter under my wing said, I will be busier but not much difference since I had been leading the team for quite some time now. Well, she has no idea how long I was like that, the invisible team leader that was underpaid. 🙄

top view photo of people near wooden table
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My very old TV has stopped working so I ordered a new universal TV remote for it. If it doesn’t work, then I think I have to retire it and buy that 50-inch TCL Android TV for Netflix marathons with the girls. I will then mount it on the wall when we transfer to my new house and make it disappear by creating a gallery wall around it. Like this:

So many things to do…

Weekend errands

New paintings on the wall. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I started the day with hammering picture hooks on the wall again to replace my sister’s red and black painting of hell with more wholesome pictures—of flowers. Twin I, who sits on that table, agrees with the changes.

But she commented that the orange opium poppy flowers looked like corals. 🤨

A nap after lunch then off we went to Marikina to indulge my container gardening hobby. Bought several clay pots. 😂 At least my flowers live compared to my vegetables. I will try growing vegetables once again starting tomorrow. Will see if my compost will be worth the hard work.

At Flora CafeTina in Marikina. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

After this, we went to Tiendesitas to buy cat supplies and to check out Decathlon to see if I can buy fins.

Ransacked. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Everybody bought swimming/snorkeling/diving gears in preparation for the Holy Week exodus to the beaches next week and Decathlon no longer has my size. Even online. I am giving Twin I my old fins because she again outgrew the new ones I bought a few months ago.

So now I have to order online from Divers Point Co. (after we got home) for that Beuchat freediving fins I had my eye on for a year now.

BEUCHAT MUNDIAL ONE LONG FINS

And the diving buoy.

DP FREEDIVING RING BUOY

And a fin bag

DRAWSTRING BAG FOR LONG FINS

I hope my orders arrive on time. I didn’t buy weeks ahead because some fuck-ups may rear their ugly heads again, just like what happened last year when the world shut down for the nth time due to COVID surge after I booked our reservation at Blue Ribbon. This time, even if it rains, we will forge ahead. I’m so tired of delays and more shit keeping us from diving again.

For other diving needs like reel and line to attach myself to the buoy, diving flags/early warning device, diving belt and weights, I would just have to rent them from Blue Ribbon. I’ll buy them next time in-store from Divers Point when we go for another Anilao trip or when I push through with my Palawan trip.

After our disappointing trip to Decathlon—I only got to buy a new water bottle cage for my bike—we had an early dinner at Pancake House. To keep me from doom scrolling on my phone while we waited for our food, I tried sketching again.

Initial sketch. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com
Along the hallway. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com
Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

We stopped by Mr DIY for some notebooks (for Twin I), a stuffed toy pillow for the swivel chair (for Twin A), and cat leash…

Kimchi giving me the side-eye as she was really annoyed with me. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

…that our cats rejected with their whole being. We tried it on them and they hated us from their core of their souls. See how Kimchi just kicked it out of the way. It was the body leash—the least invasive version of it (compared to the body wrap) but still they hissed their way out of them.

So no cat walking for us.

Tomorrow let’s see if they change their minds. 😂

More poppies

Red and violet opium poppies. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I got addicted to painting opium flowers (pun intended) 😂 so I continued scouring the interwebs for different colors of this illegal flower.

Orange! Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I sent some of the photos of my latest drawings to my mom without telling her who made them. She doesn’t know I went back to drawing again. She exclaimed that they were pretty so I told her she can have some of them because I made them.

My kids said I’m better at flowers 🤣 My landscapes are pathetic. 🤣🤣🤣 Oh well. 💐

At least I’m happy doing this, whether they’re good or bad. I’m not selling anyway or doing an exhibit so it’s ok.

Tomorrow I’ll try other PLANTS.

Opium poppy

Opium poppy flowers. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I was searching for pretty purple flowers to paint for my mom and I came across opium poppy (Papaver somniferum) flowers. They are so pretty but illegal 🤣 So I would have to content myself with photos from livescience.com.

So here, side by side, the Ming dynasty version of an opium poppy flower and the 2022 (my) version. I guess what the Ming dynasty painter saw was the giant poppy so he used magenta (which I also used) and a combination of indigo.

Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’m running out of frames again. Hahaha! I would have to order frames online. Seeing my improving watercolor drawings framed gives me a serotonin boost so it’s ok to spend that much on frames and art materials. I don’t think I’ve been this happy in the past year when I was still living inside my head and in the past. Now when I think about him, this is the image that flashes through my mind:

https://www.instagram.com/tv/CcEolYxPaGg/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

Obviously he’s not. He has a lot of women to fuck around with. That’s the rude awakening that I needed, the reality check that I no longer matter so I shouldn’t waste my time moping around and grieving over somebody like that.

How many times has art saved me? I can no longer count.

So wait, is this my justification for ordering Daniel Smith watercolors from Amazon??? 🤣🤣🤣

DANIEL SMITH Watercolor, 5ml tubes, Jean Haines Master Artist Set 10 Watercolor Tubes (total 10 pieces) 285610223

DANIEL SMITH Watercolor Set 5ml Tubes – Alvaro Castagnet Watercolor Set – 10 Tubes, 285610016

In the meantime, my cat, Kimchi, loves to sit on my Kuretake.

Kimchi, my spoiled cat. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Overeducated, undervalued

Liza Loza, a graduate student at Washington University in St. Louis, taught a discussion section for which she was not paid.Credit…Neeta Satam for The New York Times


It’s tough to be in liberal arts in the US, given that there’s an oversupply of PhDs there and not much job options for the academically inclined. I have been reading about this disparity for years that’s why I didn’t pursue a PhD because it seems like there is no need for me to do that—just yet. Although we in developing countries are better positioned than our counterparts in the US because we have job alternatives, plus there is still demand for PhDs in liberal arts since there aren’t enough teachers in colleges and universities with PhDs of value (I’m not talking about masters and PhDs from just anywhere). MBAs, however, are a different issue. There are too many MBAs here that they just obtained from somewhere with little value, just bragging rights even though there’s nothing to brag about it. That’s why it pays to graduate from a top university in a developing country like the Philippines because anything else is negligible in the bigger world. There is little brand recognition from anywhere else.

If I were these PhD candidates/PhD holders in the US, I would transfer to Asia where their degrees hold more value.

I’m speaking as a person who has come from a family of PhDs and the minimum educational attainment is a master’s degree and lived and breathed academic life.

In our sibling chat group where we discussed this NYT article, I told my brother to tell his son (who took the same undergrad course as I did) to work on apprenticeship more since in liberal arts it holds more value. Take courses or acquire additional skills in adjacent fields like fine arts to be more marketable in visual communications. That’s why a former colleague was very smart to take up a second degree at the UP College of Fine Arts (Visual Communication) after finishing her journalism degree while working. Her logos are now carried by startups. It’s better to be multi-skilled in our field. We now have data science + journalism, visual communications/multimedia/technology, and other hybrid disciplines.

For me, it was valuable that I took up a variety of courses in my undergrad so I couldn’t be pigeon-holed in one linear area. I was so thankful I took up edcomm and other social marketing related-subjects that I could use for communications strategy consulting. However, I need half of myself affiliated with an educational institution if I were to get consultancy jobs in this line. Maybe when I quit fulltime journalism.


I’m gonna finish this tonight. Trying on wet-on-wet technique with Kuretake.

Now the pain starts. Art and photo by CallMeCreatio.com

UPDATE

Finally, after so much procrastination. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

This is so satisfying even though using tiny brushes was painful. I think I need to scan this before I frame and give this to my mom. I think she would like the color/s.

My best friend has asked for this.

Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

While my sister-in-law asked for this one for their new townhouse.

Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I have to dispose some of what I’m making because I’m running out of walls.

But before I could start scanning my old drawings, I must update the OS of this old laptop to the new Ubuntu version. My scanner is so old (Canoscan LIDE 25) that there is no driver for Win 8 or Win 10 that it can only be used with Linux. This scanner is perfectly serviceable and I don’t want to buy a new scanner since I don’t regularly use it.

Acting as tech support again. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Stooopid

I rushed in buying ETF earlier this week. It was 2 pesos more expensive than today as Nikkei index has registered the biggest fall in 4 weeks on US Fed comments about rate hikes. I had a nagging feeling then that I should wait but I ignored my inner voice and told myself what bad news could we have again? 🙄 How annoying. I could have bought more at today’s price.

The Nikkei lost 1.58 per cent to close at 27,350.30, posting its biggest daily fall since Mar 11.
PHOTO: AFP

Meanwhile, I didn’t get enough sleep as a midnight email from London rocked me. My boss is transferring to another product and she didn’t tell me what was going on. My colleagues and I were running around like headless chickens even until yesterday because our reporting lines were blurred. I could not help my colleague with her request for travel because I was not yet given authority to do so. A lot of things were pending because there was no reporting line authorized under me. I wasn’t even told that my boss was no longer doing editorial work so everything fell on me, without proper compensation yet. A lot of admin work kept piling up on me even though I had no official word that these were already my official duties.

I was so confused this morning. I don’t know what to make of this. Why didn’t she tell me? I kept on adding her in team calls and in email threads when she could have just told me that she doesn’t need to be in there. I was walking on eggshells for months.


I’m thinking of attending art classes and I found an atelier near my house that offers classical drawing and painting lessons. Unfortunately their schedules are not friendly to working people like me.

I figured even if I draw and sketch everyday, I will not make a lot of improvement because the theories are lost on me. If I didn’t buy a Domestika course, I wouldn’t be able to learn about vanishing points.

Unfortunately, this atelier only offers oil painting. Although the same principles could be applied to watercolors, the latter is more finicky and the medium’s immediate permanence on paper makes it unforgiving to novices. I didn’t go for oils because I have asthma and the fumes, especially the thinners, cleaners, and solvents/varnish could trigger an attack. It’s a lot messier, too, and it demands a bigger space when practicing.

Meanwhile

I’m tired. Art and photo by CallMeCreation.com

I no longer know what to do with this.

I’m going back to my poppy flower.