I’ll light the fire, you place the flowers in the vase

Did I mention that I love music too?

I like different genres, but mostly I’m into 60s-70s kind of music. So today I wanna talk about one of my favorite songs from that era, plus lyrics!

“Our House” by Crosby, Stills & Nash

Album: Deja Vu (1970)

I’ll light the fire
You put the flowers in the vase that you bought today
Staring at the fire for hours and hours while I listen to you
Play your love songs all night long for me, only for me
Come to me now and rest your head for just five minutes, everything is good
Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated by the
Sunshine through them, fiery gems for you, only for you
Our house is a very, very, very fine house with two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And our la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Our house is a very, very, very fine house with two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy ’cause of you
And our
I’ll light the fire while you place the flowers in the vase that you bought today

Some background info: I once read that this song was written by Graham Nash while he was living together with Joni Mitchell.

My thoughts:
Ahh this song is so sweet. And simple but in a very good way. It’s light on the instruments with the piano being the most audible, and the harmonies of CS&N are just so soothing and on point. Note that David Crosby is from The Byrds which is another legendary, vocal harmony-centric group, so no suprises there.
It’s whimsical and if you’re looking for something light-hearted to listen to on a quiet night while lying down on your bed, this is it!

A Day in the Life

A day in the life, waiting at the bus stop.
Every 4:30pm.
The sun is still strong, it causes me a headache sometimes.

That is my life now.

When I was in high school, I thought my life would always be the same.



Isang araw, sa hintayan ng bus.
Kada alas-kwatro y media
Minsan sa sobrang silaw ng araw, sumasakit ang ulo ko.

Ito ang aking ngayon.

Noong ako’y nasa hayskul, akala ko’y parating ganoon ang buhay ko.

Inspiration Strikes #2

When inspiration strikes! You must answer its call. Even at 12 midnight.

I mentioned in a previous post that I’m not doing this to become famous or a millionaire. So why am I doing this?

“What does success mean to you?” Ever come across this question?

Before, my answer was to be able to do art full-time and make money from it. Doesn’t have to be a lot but enough to pay my bills and help others; to travel wherever and whenever I want to, and to become a very good artist aka hone my craft. Along the way as I kept sharing my art and quirkiness in my posts, just a few moments ago I came upon this stunning! reflection:

I’m creating a space to express myself. That’s it.

So is it all just an ego trip or, to satisfy my social needs? Probably. Maybe I just wanted to be listened to. I’m still learning about who I am.

Let’s try looking at it this way: at work, I can’t really fully express myself. Some of my coworkers who are really passionate about cards/games/anime talk about them with no problem, but me not being a cardgamer I don’t really know much about that stuff and can only be on the hearing end of it. Some are into music but, not the kind that I listen to. At least they lend an ear and try to understand me when I talk about watercolor and we still get along thanks to some videogame, anime or music references…

At home I talk a lot with my older sister especially when we watch TV together. She’s really fun and has this twinkle in her eye when she talks about a show or a character’s backstory. So not much to complain over there.

In 2016-2017, I was lucky to study in Tenri City, Japan and the best thing about it was that I met my friends – my friends for life. It didn’t cross my mind much that we’re from different countries but our experiences, joys and pains bound us together. Like brothers and sisters.

I’m grateful to find the friend that I’ve aaalways wanted since I was in highschool. The kind that listened to me, not judging; encouraging me to not give up and keep following my dreams.

So, I want a community like that. Here.

If my talents, my quirkiness, my personality could draw like-minded people, and they could feel safe here that would be cool, right, I think.

These are my thoughts and um, I have a cold.

Inspiration strikes!

My head was hurting a while ago but now it’s miraculously gone!

Must be the wine.


So today I had the day off. Thank God. I spent it drawing, painting, doing some marketing stuff posting on social media, etc. I enjoyed it. I came home at around 7pm and thought, “Man, I’d do it again”.

It’s a strange thing. But really it isn’t. I’m doing what I love to do. I guess I’ve affirmed that indeed, drawing is my passion. I didn’t make a single dime today. But that’s ok with me. I don’t ever, EVER want to force my art to choke out a dollar for me. I do sell prints and if I do make some money, that’d be cool. I’m not doing this to become famous, or to become a millionaire. I’m doing this because this is me and I feel happy doing it. It’s been denied from me for such a long time…

And what caused that?

Self-awareness was something I didn’t think about back then. I was…and even still recently at work, trying to find acceptance from other people. Telling a joke and seeing their reaction..for what? Some cringe, others laugh…but what does it really matter to me?


You know, thanks to people like Gary Vee, who do their thing and try to make a difference, I’m able to come to realize this. So, thank you Gary Vee.

I’m really lucky to have found people and content that helped me wake up to this. I grew up trying to appease my mom. To make her happy by trying to be at the top of my class, by winning a scholarship, by showing her that my talent isn’t useless because hey, I got a good grade.

Drawing, painting…by doing more of these everyday I come upon some reflections and realizations about myself.

I have this quirkiness. Like, a knack for some off-the-wall, random stuff. It really comes from various references stored in my memory that makes sense to me, but not as much to other people. So I try to explain.

Gary Vee has this video about, stop trying to convert others and instead, just stick with the ones who believe in you. Which makes sense. Like, all that energy wasted on trying to make others see things the way you do but don’t give a fuck — that energy could be used for creating projects instead, or spreading the love to your community, to people who support you and love you.

Right now, I’m at this point of quitting my job and honestly I’m afraid. Afraid of the unknown. What am I gonna do to supplement this income? Will I find a freelance project that I’ll like?

I don’t feel like I’m in a rush to prove whatever with my art. I just wanna enjoy it. Like earlier today, I was genuinely happy about interacting with people who gave me llamas on Deviant Art and replying to those who gave nice comments. But of course, at the same time, not putting too much bearing on what they said or praises that I received, but just putting my head down and keep on doing the work. Which doesn’t feel like work because I’m doing what I love. And you know what the weird thing is? I feel light! I feel natural. I know it’s gonna be a long ride, but I’m cool with it.

I’m so glad that I don’t feel that need to prove something.


Everybody deserves fabulous hair

Hey, this is called a cattle egret. I see these longlegged buggers everyday and they have these couple of strands of hair on the back of their heads so I thought…🙃

Araw-araw parati kong nakikita itong tagak sa kalsada. Meron silang, parang kakaunting buhok sa likod ng ulo nila kaya naisip kong….✍🏼😁