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Related apocrypha

By Juaniyo Arcellana | March 7, 2011 - 12:00am

Night. Interior: A bar in Malate. The long bar resembles a bow of a ship, angling for last call of pwera bisita. .

Arts and Culture

Painter in exile

By Juaniyo Arcellana | July 28, 2008 - 12:00am

Sometime during the turn of the last millennium the newspaper illustrator Benjie Lontoc left the Philippines for Norway, land of the midnight sun, for cooler pastures as well to join his better half who’d been...

Arts and Culture

Kisame mucho

By Butch Dalisay | September 22, 2003 - 12:00am

I swear, there’s nothing more stressful in God’s creation – except maybe for dragging five screaming kids aged five to 19 to the mall, the pleasure of experiencing which I’ve been happily spared...

Arts and Culture

The art of dyeing

By Juaniyo Arcellana | December 3, 2001 - 12:00am

From virtually out of the blue came an e-mail from the Bicol-based artist Dante Perez, about his ongoing show at the Blind Tiger along Visayas Avenue, entitled The Art of Dyeing. The show opened on a Sunday, Nov....

Arts and Culture

A death in the family

By Alfred A. Yuson | October 1, 2001 - 12:00am

We shall miss him. Many are the memories. Poet Michael L. Bigornia passed away last Monday, exactly a week ago. On the phone, through voice and text, we were all aghast to hear about it. He was only 51, the victim...

Arts and Culture

Waiting for the war

By Juaniyo Arcellana | October 1, 2001 - 12:00am

On a stormy Monday morning he turns back while on Boni, the sudden downpour flooding the low-lying parts of Mandaluyong. The lone passenger, a Grade 6 student in a school on the other side of town, says he is "duwag...

Arts and Culture