Charice Pempengco On Ellen DeGeneres Show

December 19th, 2007 by butsoy

I am so proud of Charice Pempengco. She made us all proud Filipinos. She performed in Korea now on the Ellen DeGeneres show. She sang "I am telling you" and she got a standing ovation from the audience. Ellen even said, "It is one of the most incredible performances I’ve ever seen." So I want to share to you guys the said performance by clicking on the links below. Hope you like it.

I am telling you

I will always love you

My First Visit at the Manila Zoo

July 30th, 2007 by butsoy
It’s been a dream of mine since I was a kid to someday visit Manila Zoo and be able to see some animals that I can only see on tv. Last July 22, 2007 I finally been able to visit the zoo. I didn’t know at first where it is located exactly but I know for sure it’s in Manila. I sent a couple of sms to my friends whom I believe know where the zoo is. Only one of my friend replied. Ryan sent me a reply stating that I should drop by Quirino LRT station and from there, the Manila is just a couple of blocks away. Unfortunately, the sms came a little bit too late. I already got out from the LRT in Pedro Gil station so I decided to walf from there to get to the Manila Zoo. It was a very long walk and I already felt tired. However, upon seeing the zoo, I forgot how tired I am and the feeling that flows through me is pure excitement because after 27 years, finally I would be able to visit the zoo and watch the animals in front of me and not on tv.

It was a Sunday so there were a lot of people. The entrance fee is only Php 40.00 and if you’re a ManileƱo you only get to pay Php. 20.00.

Upon entering, the elephant greets you. It was a sight to behold, at least for me. The elephant is so big and fat yet all by itself. I think it loves to see us. It keep on posting for the people who kept on cheering it up. It took me a couple of minutes before movng on to the rest of the animals.

Below are some of the awesome pictures taken during my visit at the zoo.


The birds are so lovely. They’re fun to look at. They’re a lot more actually but I only got to have these photographed because the area is so crowded with people (mostly kids). The black one on the lower left part of the bunch is a bit scarry. All black and it stares at you and tries to poke you if it only could. The ostrich is huge in body and in appetite. They’re all pretty.


Here ares some of the land animals that I did not forget to took pictures. The Llama is shy. And look at the Hippo, it looks like longanisa or a balloon full of water that when poked with needles will instatnly pop. Then there are the zebra, the deers, and the goats. The tigers are too far so I was not able to have them photographed, they’re kinda lazy. Just sitting and yawning. Lovely.


The scarriest part of my visit are the reptiles. They’re ok actually, except for a snake. I even happen to see one eating (devouring) a rat. Yuck! Gross. Well, that’s what they are. I got nothong more to say but it took me a while to leave their area.

Then, there are some of them. The strange looking cats, the monkeys (there are a lot of them there and a lot of diffirent species too), and the bats.


Lastly, the cute guinea pigs and rabbits. When I was little, I kept bugging my parents to buy me a rabbit. They’ve got hundreds of reasons as to why I should not have one and none of those reasons I understand. Well, that’s what they think and they’re parents afterall. Recently, I tried to ask my mom why (again), she told me that I just can’t have one.
I enjoyed every moment I spent at the zoo. Even it was humid, all is worth it. The fee is cheap (the food within the vicinity is expensive, most especially the drinks and bottled water) and there are a lot of animals there. More than what I actually expected. I still want to visit the zoo some other time and that time I going to bring my own baon.

Coloring Adam Hughes’ Lineart

May 21st, 2007 by butsoy

Coloring Adam Hughes’ Lineart

I’m a fan of Art Nouveau and I saw that Adam Hughes has a lineart using the said style so I decided to try coloring it.

Disclaimer: This is just a trial so I am not claiming the original lineart of Mr. Hughes. I’m just want to color it.

So here it is:

I did not put so much details on the piece of cloth so that it won’t get the attention away from the main image.

I had fun coloring it so I hope you like how it turned out.

The Komikon 2006 Indie Participants

October 13th, 2006 by butsoy

Above photo is our final cover for our indie komics which is set to be released due Oct. 21, 2006 at the 2nd Komikon. Below is the copy of e-mail I got from Ariel Atienza (organizer of the upcoming 2nd Komikon):

As previously announced these are the only comic creators/groups whose entries will be allowed to join The Komikon 2006 Indie Participants:

1. Point Zero
2. Seraphic Assassins Productions
3. tentative comics
4. ACE-Artist Club Extreme
5. Clovr6. Mirida
7. Paper Clip Publications
8. SOOSHY! Manga/Doujinshi/ Comics
9. Salimpusa
10. KICKBACKERS
11. TINTA
12. Anton de la Cruz & Analyn Perez
13. Mischelle Maxim J. Felix

We’re also pleased to announce that these additional batches of exhibitors will be allowed to sell their comics in the Indie booth before the Oct. 7 deadline, but not necessarily have their works included in the contest:

14. Infinity
15. John Becaro/ Michael Guisinga/ Errol See1
6. Nelz
17. Gener Pedrina, KC Cordero, various

18. MCUBE
19. Monkey Vs. Squirrel Comics
20. JP Cuison

21. Team Eklipse
22. Istrong Repablik
23. KOMIKERA
24. Randy Valiente
25. Subway Productions
26. Anonymous? Artists?

27. Skewed Studios

Thank you and we’re all looking forward to see you all and your works two weeks from now.

Ariel

Series of Unfortunate Events

September 1st, 2006 by butsoy
Last Wednesday (08/30/06), I’ve been encountering a lot of problems and it seems that it won’t ever end. I’ve been delayed in paying the school, I’ve had problems with the output sheet at the office, end of the month is just a day away (meaning I have to pay the bills), I found out that my ex-gf already have a new bf (I’m happy w/ her though I got a little bit pang of jealousy, even if I’m in a relationship too), and some issue w/ my family. I was really stressed. That day seemed not to end at all.

After office and school I went to Baclaran (about past 12 mn) for my weekly novena (which by the way my panata to ask Mama Mary to help me ask God about some favors). After the novena I ate and went to 7/11 for slurpee. Then, it’s time for me to go home since it was 2 am already. There were 2 buses in queue, though in my heart I wanted to ride the 2nd bus but my mind told me that it’s already 2 am and I need to go home fast. So I choose the 1st bus on the line. Then it started it’s engine. Off we go.

The journey went well except when the bus stop in Ortigas (Crossing) to fetch passengers. It’s been 10 minutes already and yet the bus still stayed there (even if the buses behind have been pressing their horns to tell the bus to go already). Finally the bus started to go but there were about 6 guys entered the bus hurriedly and the seated differently and been staring at each other from time to time. I tried to look back at the passengers behind me because there were too much noise. Then I saw one of the guy been clasping something and trying to hide it. I began to worry so I seated more closer to the window. But seeing the guy and knowing that he might do something to the other passenger (who by the way is not part of the guys who just entered hurriedly at the crossing) seated at the back, I look back again to know if he’s ok. This time I saw one of the guy (not the guy I saw holding something) already stood up and holding a knife and he saw me staring at him so he went to me instead of the other passenger. He tried to grab my back but I’ve been holding it tightly he were not able to get it away from me. He then pushes me into the aisle and the other guy (I saw earlier holding something in his palm) hold me by the shoulder and 3 other guys stood up from the front side of the bus. They hold my legs and twist my wrist (I’ve been covering my pockets to prevent them from getting my stuffs). The other guy tried to get my shoe and their hands are alover me in no time. They were able to reach inside my pants from foot to knee. Then they fled (near MegaMall Bldg. A) leaving me standing at the middle of the bus, startled and disoriented. People staring at me as if I’m a lunatic w/o offering any help nor assistance.

So I took a seat and found out I’ve already lost my phone, my wrist sores and my foot hurts. The first thing that crosses my mind is that I thank God for keeping me safe because some other victims are not lucky enough to be alive after that kind of situation.

I’ve been thinking, for the rest of the journey, that why the other passengers didn’t offer any assistance upon seeing the obvious. I’ve been complaining the whole incident that I’m hurting yet they just don’t respond. Is that a common occurrence that they are already used to it? Or they just fear that they might be hurt if they lend a hand? After my stop, I take a last glance at the people at the bus, they just go on as if nothing happens.

Luckily, I still have another phone which I recently brought back to life after buying a spare battery but I lost all my contacts (and it’s b/w and doesn’t have a camera nor memory card but I’m still lucky, aren’t I?) I still have my bag and my wallet (which is empty by the way, hammy do they have a way of knowing if it’s empty or not?) and my sanity still there.

I send an SMS to my mom and told her what happen. She just said, "Thanks that your OK." I’m quite well now though I’m still having a flashback on what had happened that day. I still believe that it happens for a purpose and God would provide me what I’ve lost and so much more. I’m happy that I’m still here and be able to share this unhappy yet very informative event. So just always be ready and don’t try to struggle. Just give them what they want if it meant drying if you won’t.

P.S.

I’ve had a couple of problems with that area before. One would be the rugby boys and girls who makes the area under the overpass a haven of their addiction. Almost every afternoon I’ve seen lots of kids having a rugby (not the game) session. I’ve already told the authorities about it yet nothing happens. God, why do they have to be so blind about it. They know it yet they pretend they don’t. For Christ’s sake, it’s their damn duty and obligation. They when I reported the incident to my boss, I found out that there were a lot of us in the office who have been victims of the same kind of robbery. They also report it and yet victims seems to add up in numbers in days. And yet the authorities remain silent w/o doing a damn thing. Sad? Yes? Funny? Definitely not.

Entry Level To Animation

May 21st, 2006 by butsoy

It’s been 3 months since I started training as a clean-up/In-between artist and I’m having a lot of fun with it. After the training a month ago I’m dying to start to put into action what I’ve learned during the training. When I finally started I’m so thrilled and I told myself that this would finally be the first step in fulfilling my childhood dream into reality - becoming a comic artist or animator. I just want to draw and want to share it to all. It’s not that far anymore.

During the first week I’ve realized how hard the field that I’m trying to be a part of. How every minute counts. How you spend your time and effort will surely be felt when you finally receive how much you earned. You will truly value every Peso that you receive during the week ends when you finally take hold of your pay. How you avoid your favorite food and comic book just to have something to buy for your basic necessities. And how you come to realized how you are able to give respect to the people who’ve been working in the said field for the very long time. It’s not that easy.

Despite all the hardship I still enjoyed it. I’m happy just to sit there w/ my pencil and pen drawing all day. I am able to smile from the "out-of-the-blue" side comments of my peers and how we all felt the same with our chosen field. And how we became "very" nervous when "Lizzie" passes by carrying lots of folders to be "fixed-up" by artists who made errors in there drawings. And the endless chats that we exchange when the day ends during our long walk from our office to the Crossing where we part ways. But happiness is not enough to live life, we still need to eat and pay our obligations.

A lot of us in the studio are just starting out and we do our best and exert our efforts to be able to draw as much as we can in a day to receive a much higher pay when the week ends. I’m not complaining though, I’m just merely sharing my experiences in case you get me wrong. In fact, since I started working, this is the only job that I get so excited to go to work. The thing that I look forward to. I’ve never been so happy but it’s difficult and I’m trying "hard" to cope up.

People say that you really can’t have it all or it’s hard to have it all. You get high pay but you’re not happy. You’re happy yet you become hungry. Even if that I’m happy being there in the industry but when I look at how much money I left in my savings, I think twice. It’s hard to let go of your dreams in exchange of better living. Truly I sacrifice all my high paying jobs to follow the path to my dream. With so much more in stake how am I going to last. Will I ever get there in the end or choose another path that would somehow help me survive and be able to help my family have a better life. Only time will unfold the outcome.

Pinoy Komiks in Danger!!!

May 6th, 2006 by butsoy
Below is some part of the entry that I read from Gerry Alanguilan’s blog. Please have some time to read it and comment on the entry, your views are well appreciated.

The Death of a Once Great Industry
by Gerry Alanguilan

I was browsing through one of my online message boards just the other week, the one specializing in the local Philippine comics industry. I read a message from long time illustrator Nestor Malgapo that illustrator Rod Santiago was reporting Atlas Publications’ cessation of publication of all their comics.

It was the last report in a long line of alleged reports indicating the end of comics from Atlas. I had been hearing the same thing as early as last year during October’s Komikon, the First Philippine Comics Convention at UP Diliman.

Although early reports have proven to be untrue as I continued to see komiks being sold at my local town store, this last report by one of the illustrators working for Atlas itself, seemed to confirm the inevitable truth.

Komiks from Atlas had been limping along for the past few years, appearing only sporadically, and hardly ever these last few months. I realize, much to my chagrin, that the last batch of comics I was able to buy was from late last year and early this year, and then no more.

Atlas Publications had been the repository of a truly great and legendary line of comics, passed down from company to company, beginning with ACE Publications, which originated these comics as early as 1947.

Spikey’s Day Out at Jollibee

January 4th, 2006 by butsoy
I was pretty busy with the computer because this day would be my last day to use it because I’ll be back in Manila tomorrow. Then my little brother Spikey went up to me and told me that he wanted to go to Jollibee with me. I told him I don’t have any money but he told me it’s ok because he will pay all the expenses. I told him how much do you have there and he showed me about Php 50.00. I told him that wouldn’t be enough because we have to bring home some for his older brothers and sister. Upon hearing what I said he dialed the telephone and talked to mom that we’re going to visit her in her office to get some money to buy foods at Jollibee and then informing me that everything is fix and I have to take a bath to prepare for out visit at Jollibee. Hmmm very smart kid. Impressive.
On Queue
When we arrived at Jollibee, I didn’t expect to see a lot of other customers so I have to wait in queue for a moment. When it’s our time my little brother ordered for us. We enjoyed every moment. Hehehe. Below are the photos I took and collected for you to see. Enjoy.
Sarap to the bones?
Choco wacko?
I am a hero?

Tokens (2001)

January 4th, 2006 by butsoy

My flight schedule tomorrow, going back to Manila, is about 07:30 in the evening. I am not very excited to be back yet I have to. The reason why I am feeling such way, aside from missing my parents, my siblings, and my relatives/friends, is that I’m saying goodbye to marangyang buhay as well.

Anyhow, while I’m browsing through my stuffs to bring back with me to Manila, I saw on our table in the living room the jar that was given to me by my college friend Aya and inside it were all the tokens and mini gifts given to me by my friends way back in college. If I can remember it right, I received those gifts before the start of Christmas holiday of 2001. Upon seeing it, all the nice memories that I’ve had in college came rushing back at me. I just noticed myself smiling alone looking at the jar. It was such a very nice feeling and it soothes me. Oh college life - such a blissful one.

lovers mugs

Aside from the jar. I also found the mugs that was given to me by my former girlfriend. I was looking at it for too long and suddenly burst out laughing. I just can’t help it but reminisced the old times. How we came to be and ended as friends. Anyway, there was a story why she gave me the mugs. When we usually go out and roam around the malls, she usually holds my hand or put her arm around my arm as we stroll. We were so much young then and it made me uncomfortable but since she love doing it and I love her then, I compromised. Every time she do that, our friends would notice our expressions. Me being too conscious and she’s all proud. ‘Ey, I’m not saying that I’m not proud it just seem too awkward for me at that point in time. Our friends told her about that and when she came looking for a perfect gift with her bestfriend they were thinking of what would best represents the scenario. When her bestfriend spotted the mugs, they both agreed to buy it without even talking and wrapped it and gave it to me as a gift. So that’s the story behind the cute colossal mugs and why I laughed like mad.

It was such a happy moment for me. Remembering the good times and reminscing it like it just happen yesterday. That’s the reason why college life for me is far more better (best) than high school life.

Of First Impression and Becoming Familiar

January 4th, 2006 by butsoy
Whenever I meet new people whether in a party, in the office, in school, and some other events they do find me snob, airhead, or some rich kid who doesn’t care about the world but myself. Well, if you ask most of the people, who supposedly know me, they would tell you exactly the same thing. Hahaha. Yes, that’s their first impresion on me too. Am I that kind? Really?

Me?!

As time passes by, I become accustomed to that kind of silly, hard, and very inhuman treatment. Hmp. So what I do is I remain as I am. >:). My friends like me for who I am (finger crossed). They don’t even stab me at the back (I hope). If you’ll as them, my friends that is, when they became familiar with me na and try to know me even more (trying to unmask me, stripping me bare naked), they would tell me that I’m so much more. Their first impression remains as first impression because I’m totally different. Hmmm. It might actually helps protecting myself from "strangers" who didn’t know any better but judge you on the spot with out any concrete basis.

But my experienced on first impression at Pasonic with Japanese bosses was different. They like me on the spot from the very first day I step inside the office. They think I’m smart, confident, and oozing with lots of drive and persistence to do things. Woah! That was a pressure on my part but that also inspired me to strive even more. Luckily, I didn’t disappoint them, I was able to go beyond their expectations and achieve good results. Therefore, I got good pay hahaha.

The other 10%.

My view on first impression, on the other hand, is so much like all other people out there. But - yes, there’s a but - I don’t stick with it. I try to exert more effort and let time slip by to know more about the person but my first impression seems to be 90% correct most of the time. The 10% being not liking how the person look like. Hehehe. >:). Bad?! Not really because if I see you looking like that I’ll exert some effort, in a kind way, to tell you that you don’t look good (this is true, go ask my friends). First, I would tell them how I buy my clothes and make sure that I look ok and stuff like that. Not that I’m perfect but at least I see to it that I look pleasing. Then, alas, they will be inspired. They’ll do more. They will exert more effort than just taking a bath.

I hate people who are so narrow minded. Completely relying what they think on gossips. Not exerting any effort of knowing what lies beneath. Completely overshadowed by bitterness and being envious all the time. I also hate people who spread gossips, I know this is again off the topic but I just can’t help hating them. Also those so called writers/journalist who are so obsessed with being the first to know and being the on spotlight behind the scene stuff with out realizing what they’ve done until it’s too late and there’s absolutely nothing you can do to piece up the fragments of the broken dignity of the person being victimized. Grrrr. I just hate that person (no wonder she remains poor after all the gossips she spread). What I’m trying to say is, we should know how to draw the line. We should also respect the person. All of us has it’s own skeletons hiding in our closets and we don’t want these demons bothering us so let’s just left them be. Respect my brothers and sisters and do remember the golden rule.

First impression plays an important role in everyone of us but to know more the person we must first become familiar with them for our impression to become more concrete.