You're "Head Club", This time you're serious. You're not going to let people take advantage of you anymore. You didn't want it to be this way, but it's time for you actually stick to what you say.



Which taking back sunday song are you?
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Delirium, the youngest of The Endless, you are the keeper of insanity, delusion and everything else that's just plain crazy.

You make about as much sense as fish and telephone flavored ice cream. You are truly your own person, and the fact that your eyes don't match, your hair is three different colors, and you have a floating fish following you doesn't bother you any.

You have a truly unique perspective on the world, and no one else knows what to think about it.

Which Endless are you?
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Last night Rhuzen, Newsiecat, Ogie, Scarlet and I met up in a Flame reunion of sorts. So there were only five of us there, but still I had fun.

Just five minutes ago I dropped by Newsiecat's blog and found that she had already posted about our "reunion." Below is the part about me:


Sunod, si Luis. Tulad ng dati, huggable pa rin ang mamang ito na hanggang ngayon eh ganun pa rin ang dami ng bigote, hindi na yata nadagdagan. College pa lang, ganun na ang itsura ng bigote niya, hanggang ngayon, ganun pa din! (Nangtokwa naman, Luis! Mag-REGROE ka, baka maremedyuhan yan.)


Ahem. I've grown my facial hair to every length possible (or rather, to every length to the best of my natural abilities). And I took time to snip some of them hourse before I went to Megamall for our meet. And as for my "goatee" (or something remotely resembling/immitating a goatee), well my genes doesn't exactly allow me to grow more of them (you can actually count the strands). But then again I'm not all that excited in growing them to the point of making me look like goat-ish. And apparently, as I have been informed, there is a cheap proxy to REGROE: sabila leaves. I'll know when I try them out.


Pero, pumayat si Luich. Over-S-E-X?! Aminin! Pansin ko nga may chikinini sa mukha si mokong, sa right cheek, mamula-mula, pero hindi naman siya rosy cheek. Hmmm... =p




ME? PUMAYAT? Really? I've always mentioned how unpleasantly corpulent I've grown recently, and here she come with that statement. Now I'm confused. Did I gain weight or lost them? This is what I get for never using the weighing scale at home?
Over-S-E-X??? Newsie, you got no idea how amused I am. But in the back of my head I wish that were true. Eheheheh and a barrel o' rum!
Those are NOT "chikininis!" They are infections I got after using my mom's body creams thinking they were facial. Boy, I know nothing about these things. So I guess that serves as a warning never to tinker with anything in my parent's bedroom.
Sheesh.

Surfing the net yesterday I cruised into the Glass House Graphics website. I remember the name well because I've already attended two workshops by Glass House, one was a couple of years back in the Limketkai Building in Greenhills, and the other was the recent Comic Creator's Workshop held in Megamall.

Anyway, as I was looking through the company's roster of talents I found that most of were Filipinos. Some were Bazilians but most are Filipinos that I've already met/seen during their workshops. All of them had their portfolio corners showing their impressive work. However this particular pencilled/inked work is by Ariel Padilla, a 40+ Quiapo native who's been in the international comics biz for a while now.

I've always liked Lara Croft. She is a very strong figure to construct; a brew of both quiet power, strength and femininity. And she kicks ass. So I got this Arial Padilla work into this PC and colored it. Notice that I just slabbed gray into where his gun should be? That's because I have no idea what her magnums looked like (I always draw her in provocative positions sans the guns), and I don't have time to research, and even if I did I feel too lazy to even leave this seat.

So there.

This is the first page out of the comicbook project I've set up with my friends. It's tentatively called Project: Noah.
Dar and I are doing the story while I write the scripts -I'm stuck between pages five and six.

I'm also the colorist, but as you can see from this page, I SUCKED big time...that's because it's been more than a year since I last handled Adobe Photoshop.

Hope the project goes well.

Now, a pin for NEWSIECAT...unfortunately I won't be able to change the colors or tweak anything if she didn't like it because the home PC is still out of commission and I'm only using my brother's work laptop he took home for the holidays. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.

These are the new pins I designed. Just got them made when my sister and I were dragged by her five kids to the mall, three of who asked me -nicely, mid you- to design them pins. The first three were for my neices and the last one is MINE.

Condensation
Ramil Digal Gulle

it’s no longer clear but I can
remember some poem
some poem and who-
ever it was, saw
saw me writing, wet and naked,
wet and naked in bed

asked why rock and roll
around there sloshing,
sloshing like some insane
person without clothes,
writing some poem on
soggy paper with blue
ink streaks on your sun-
burned skin?

and it’s no longer clear but
some notion rose up
rose up like a wave, like
the way laughter rushes
through your chest and throat,
like a sudden tall, twanging
hard-on,

some notion moved my
mouth so I said,
i’m a raindrop, a giant,
luscious raindrop
and let’s make love
and find out what’s it
like to fuck a great big
raindrop

and some poem stuck its bulbous
head up and out and erect,
blinked its one
eye like a mini-cyclops
staring at a micro-miniskirt
on the floor
and afterwards I burst
like I splattered myself
into a thousand eyes,
blinking surprise
on the floor or something
and some poem it’s no
longer clear it’s
no longer clear how
or who it was I made love
like a horny rain-
drop to

maybe it was some
one, maybe it was clear but
now it isn’t; maybe it was
some poem that made love
alive, made love alive to some
one; maybe it was even you.

Hours before Noche Buena I decided to do a movie marathon. I didn’t really have a theme for the film selection; it just so happen that they were all decked in the forgotten section of our CD rack. So I’ve listed them and some things that I have noticed in the films.


The Matrix: Revolutions
- In that scene at the train station, Neo had small talk with the child program Satti. He then had an interesting talk with Satti’s father Ramakandra and mother Kamala. It was SO obvious that Keanu Reeves cannot have a simple conversation without striking a pa-cute look. It’s annoying. Even more embarrassing on his part is that the actors who played the Indian program family were better actors than him.
- Carrie Anne Moss looks ancient here, as if it was ten years when she made the last Matrix. She seems to think that to act tough means to look and act wooden. This is clear because you can easily compare her acting inside the Matrix from her acting while in Zion. You can even see her temples and cheekbones restrain a growing urge to show off her acting. And in the scene at the bar with the Marvingian, even her lower jaw joins in. Trinity may be the leading lady in this film, but you gotta admit that Neo looks prettier than she does. Not pretty as in pretty boy, pretty as in feminine pretty.
- My favorite Matrix characters would have to be Seraph simply because he kicks ass and he looks more exciting in doing so than the main characters. Even if his eyes are covered by those infernal glasses, you still see and feel the intensity and the rage that feeds his every kick and punch. Neo looks stiff every time he attempts a front or roundhouse kick and in severe pain while he’s at it. Trinity seems to always try to show her best angle possible when executing a move and it’s so obvious that she’s avoiding the camera. And thank goodness I don’t have to see Morpheus in action, because I always feel so sorry for his bulge (yes, it looks like he fattened up just in time for this film).

SERAPH ROCKS!

The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King
- Sam sure looks like he’s in love with Frodo. And vice versa. In The Two Towers, this was just a joke because of the way they looked at each other, made even worse by a very romantic looking sunset behind them. This movie confirms our suspicion. Ah-ha!
- The archer and Aragorn’s brother, Faragorn is played by the same actor who plays Van Helsing’s trashy, monk sidekick.
- Andy Serkis (Gollum/Smeagol) will probably haunt my dreams for years to come. He is creepy in both personas. "My precious."


Edward Scissorhands
- Tim Burton must have had a very disturbed childhood.
- My sister might kill me for saying this, but Johnny Depp looks like Robert Smith. Winona Ryder looks like a male vocalist of an 80s hair band. And the neighborhood looks like Teletubby Land with major renovations; the houses are too damn colorful, which could be an attempt to make Edward looked very out of place.


The Sixth Sense
- Bruce Willis is a balding child psychologist. Donny Wahlberg plays a small role as the patient he failed to help. He’s only onscreen for about three minutes (although his character is a very substantial to the plot) that you won’t even recognize him. I was shocked to find his name in the closing credits. Here, Haley Joel Osment is in the middle of his transition from being the adorable kid in Forrest Gump to the creepiest child robot in AI.
- M. Night Shyamalan seems to direct films where he can also appear in, the same way Stan Lee produces Marvel movies to do cameos in. In Unbreakable, he seen choosing wedding rings for his fiancée at the jewelry/antique shop. In The Village, he is the head of the park rangers. Here he is Cole’s (Osment) pediatrician. His roles seem to get bigger and bigger…uh-oh…maybe he’s starring in his next film.


The Royal Tenenbaums
- All-star cast. Royal Tenenbaum (Gene Hackman) is an asshole who desperately wants to bring his family together after his unofficial divorce from his wife Etheline (Anjelica Houston) – who is having an affair with Danny Glover's character- by pretending to be terminally ill. Their son Richie (Luke Wilson), who was always Royal’s favorite child, is easily suckered in and accepts their father back. However, their other children Margot (Gwyneth Paltrow) and Chas (Ben Stiller) aren't easily convinced. So the scattered Tenenbaums decide to once again live in the same roof. Good luck.
- Margot always knew she was adopted so she looked for her parents and came back with a missing index finger. So in its place she puts in a slender piece of dark wood, which seems to give the impression of giving you The FINGER.

I've been looking through my email archives and saw this one sent by Michael Sutton, the Publicity/A&R Manager of Know-It-All Records, an indie label based in Tacoma, Washington.


This page is very cool:http://www.pbase.com/image/21659981

Luis, is Bill Sienkiewicz one of your influences? Thepanel arrangement and style here reminds me of Bill Sienkiewicz, especially his work on "Elektra" and "Stray Toasters." You're good, man! You want to collaborate on a comic-book story? Mondo knows my writing style. I see traces of Sienkiewicz, Case, and McKean in your art! Awesome!!! I was a staff writer for the legendary "Amazing Heroes" magazine in the late '80s-early '90s. They were the true voice of comicdom before "Wizard" sadly put them out of business.


...he then sent a follow-up email containing...


And maybe a little bit of Howard Chaykin, too :)
Mikey


...and another email came....


Luis, that's awesome! Can you draw comic-book pages - you know, panel narrative? Perhaps we can collaborate on a project? I've been looking for an illustrator to draw my scripts. You draw really well, very surrealistic! I'm reminded of Richard Case during Grant Morrison's run on "Doom Patrol" and a little bit of Dave McKean, too!
Mikey