Monthly Archives: July 2017


art 46 book cover sketches

For a while, I would just settle in some kind of a corner where thoughts and sketches rule, coming as it were from ideas that predominate the times no matter how unrealistic it may seem.  It’s the world of caricature.

ART 17 sketch office

…and this is where I conduct my regular cartoon activities which resulted in the following:

art 34 cartoon strip mag ama

art 36 cartoon strip pinggan

art 37 cartoon strip prisoner

art 38 cartoon strip congestion

art 39 cartoon strip heaven

art 40 cartoon strip SAF

ART 43 cartoon strip bangungot

art 70 sanlibo


art 72 ven oca A

art 76 lasang gas

art 77 baha

ART 16 vjt bw


art 75 isis

art 82 kwek kwek

ART 22 smoker

Effective January, 2017  I stopped smoking.  It took me four months to determine if my decision to stop was permanent.  And precisely because my cough has not ceased disturbing my concentration in arts and literature, even in my reading sessions and contemplation, I readily gave up smoking.  And voila!  my cough stopped too.

ART 25 bird


ART 23 chaplin

A copied caricature version of Charlie Chaplain, my Tatay’s favorite actor.

ART 26 slum

ART 28 reader

ART 29 mike

Commissioned artwork by Mike Marasigan, a topnotch journalist and media organizer.

ART 4 will and jaonie

HOLY COUPLE, Will and Joanie Feurstein, prison volunteers.

ART 11 abs

ART 14 escopa

ART 12 icecream

ART 13 vjt pencil

After retirement, I have to reinvent myself into someone I wished before to be—a craftsman.

art 33 rudy d sketch

Rodolfo Diamante, Executive Director, CBCP Episcopal Commission on Prisoners Welfare.  He recently retired but was taken in as volunteer consultant of CBCP.  His exposure in prison volunteer program extended further since the late 70s at the National Penitentiary.

art 35 pareng Ely sketch

Ely Cirujales, Letran alumnus,formerly an administrative staff of Letran Alumni Association, spent a great part of his career in the Middle East.  After years as OFW, he retired as an accomplished administrator of a private firm and returned back to his home province in Albay, Bicol Region.

ART 6 auditor

Romy Limarag, former Bucor Auditor—a commissioned artwork.

dan bassig


Daniel Bassig, a classmate in Letran College.  After graduation, he applied and was employed as US Navy serviceman.  Just like me, he is also a retiree but has chosen USA as his permanent residence.

oca carreon sketch

Oscar Carreon, my elementary classmate, retired as a marketing man in a private firm and stayed with his family in Cainta, Rizal.  He was raised in Molave, Project 3, Quezon City and eventually transferred to his present residence.  He is one of my two active  boy elementary classmate in Facebook.

vjt sketch irregular lines


ART 10 retirement home

My retirement home in Panabo City.

ART 27 cock

art 31 cartoons

art 32 cartoons 2

ART 5 tapet

Commissioned artwork.


art 47 digong sculpture

I also dabble in portrait sculpture.  I could a subject in two hours only to discover that in USA, portrait busts are done through laser technology and in minutes!  My interest waned.

art 48 manong jimmy


art 61 b manong jimmy

art 49 doc penson

Doc Celing.  His biographical sketch is published under “Dr. Cecilio Penson”  at

art 50 jv sketch

Jose Maria (Joel V) Villanueva, former DENR Asec during Cory Aquino administration, my former Peso-a-Year consultant when I was still active in the Prison service.  He taught me the rudiments of using the computer in the mid 90s.  His biographical sketch is published under “Joel Villanueva” at

art 53 bw drawing vjt

art 54 australian wookcock

Christopher Woolcock, a renowned Australian artist who organized an Arts Workshop in New Bilibid Prison as part of his prison volunteer crusade.  His toy horse is a standout among the rich sector of his town in Australia.

art 55 chairman abs

ABS is Anthony B. Sasin, presently Chairman of Anflocor,the mother firm that includes several companies like Tadeco and Damosa.

art 56 shoreline

art 60 vjt irregular lines logo

art 62 mj art

MJ Maranion, travel writer, gave my cyberspace work a domain of its own:

art 63 mother and child

art 64 qes group

art 66 pareng oca rambo

art 65 jimmy uy


art 67 pangmang

Commissioned artwork.

art 69 doc benny

Dr. Benevito Fontanilla is a medical officer of the Bureau of Corrections.  He is also one of Metro Manila’s topnotch Anesthesiologist.



michael jackson

Well, he never did, at least that was how he wanted it to be.  He wanted something theatrical, something dramatic but more realistic.  He could die of drug overdose.  That was the closest and sanest.  Dying through accident as in being shot like John Lennon is too morbid or dying like George Harrison with malignant brain tumor is likewise horrifying.  Dying like Jim Morrison or Jimmy Hendrix, the likes of Janis Joplin through drug overdose is most likely mainstream.  The problem however is that Michael Jackson or MJ is never intro drugs, not the opiate kind but in a way through prescriptive ones as pain relievers.  MJ’s routine practice for every song was too exhaustive unless one is an athlete.  MJ was the vocal kind and less of the physical.  If at all there was dance component in his repertoire, it was a fearful habit imposed on him by his cruel father during their practice session as a toddler and carried psychologically up to the present.

I am very familiar with the psychology of MJ not because I am a fan but we belonged under one generation.  I virtually grew up listening to his music from the time he began his musical career up to the time he declared to fold up at the age of 50.  His melody was all youthful and it would sound stale, if not funny if sung by a person more than half a century old.  He failed to be a Peter Pan although he tried hard to be one, frolicking with children, constructing the Neverland on his vast ranch indicated such spirited fixation.  But scandals broke making him a villain out rightly.  He was charged for child molestation and media sensationalized everything from suspicion of his sexual state up to his gender preference.  His estate and fortune, the main target actually of complaints, suffered and he easily gave up the luxury.  He would rather be bankrupt than infamous.

His signature song “Give love on Christmas Day” was virtually a holiday anthem for the Christian world.  The movie theme song “Ben” was of course my personal favorite, not because of the Rat in the film but because it was my nickname.  MJ led all legendary musicians and singers to render “We are the World” and spearheaded the crusade through a song “Heal the World.”  MJ transcended his genius from a mere musical wizard to a great global artist.  At a time when songs were becoming stale and easily tuned, he introduced “Billie Jean” and then “Beat it.”  Not long after, he led in reinventing songs through video clips in “Thriller.”  MJ became the man of the hour, saving the music industry from crass commercialism and redundancy.  He made music in its most intrinsic expression from pop, disco and MTV, to the most sophisticated medium; it was the apex of his virtuosity.

I strongly believe that MJ contrived a scenario where he will fade from the environment where he is its luminous denizen.  As a child, he never knew what privacy is.  He never knew the excitement of loneliness, of being ordinary, of being just a commonplace.  He could just picture it through news and his travels.  He may have dedicated some of his songs on love and simplicity but he was out of sync when it comes to these exposures.  Retiring however means to be badgered and embarrassed at times respected but in some respects insulted.  He has reached the top he might as well fade from it.  As the saying goes “go down the stage while the audience is still clapping.”  It is not a simple retirement that he needed; it must be something like dying, sort of something permanent since he had offered so much already.  His later acts may only entitle him to devalue himself through intrigues and other inconsistencies of human follies.

After all, his box office records in the music industry could no longer be toppled down nor duplicated.  He can die anytime.  And that was what he conducted that “fateful” day of June 25, 2009.  He was half a century old.  From a safe distance, he could see how the world would respond to his “death.”  Given his competence in theater and all its technical effects, he can project an illusion.  Once he succeeded, he can reenter the world as an ordinary person, simplicity written everywhere he intends to proceed, no hassles, no troubles, no paparazzi.  Even Google counts his age up to the present knowing that he is still alive although it recorded his death on a specific day.

Unlike ordinary people who retire and were treated as goners already, celebrity personalities like MJ must feign the ultimate drama if only to be on a grander stage to experience what life is all about, a possibility which Elvis Presley, Whitney Houston, John Lennon never underwent.

Thank you Michael Jackson for your songs.  Most of them served as theme of my life and as I review what went on during those years in the past, the melody of your voice render color for each nostalgic episode my mind would flash.

And what a treat!  Both of us are now retired and having a good time on the real world!

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