Thursday, August 21, 2014

Prints on Book Pages and Blackout Poetry!

I haven't told you that I lost more than 70% of my book collection from termite infestation. I was shocked for a few days, but life goes on. That horrible experience taught me many things. Well, things that I thought I already knew, until an incident gave me a taste of what it is really like. Books are the only valuable possession I have. I handle them like treasures - well, in many sense, they really are. When I got so devastated when the pest took my treasures from me, I realized I need to realign or put things in the right perspective. But I wouldn't dwell more on that here. Maybe in the next entries, who knows. 

So, then I started A Novel Idea Bookshop! An online bookstore. I sold many of my books that I "gave up". I also gave away slightly damaged books for free (if you're interested, send me a message through the link). While trying to browse ideas what I can make out of these books, I stumbled on some very interesting ones. Here are some samples I made myself: Cute prints on book pages, blackout poetry, and water color paint! 

You can also do these on old newspapers. Try them out yourself. 

Happy Friday, Darlings! :)











Tuesday, June 24, 2014

"I fell in love with the world in you."

I agree, it's like coming home after a very long trip. That's how love feels like. It's like coming home. ***







***Taken @ Maribujoc, Bohol (18-24 June 2014) by Linds

Monday, June 16, 2014

"I would die everyday waiting for you."

Sometimes, when you go to a new place that captures your heart, there's a feeling inside you saying you were born in a wrong country. You just want to be in that new place, start a new life and be a new person or the person you dream to be. Without having the trouble of undoing your past, dealing with your old timid and nervous self. 













































***Tokyo, Sendai City, Kesennuma Japan, 27 May - 04 June 2014

Sunday, April 20, 2014

Things I Love Pt. 3: Vintage Photos of Women

"Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live forever in your private library." Haruki Murakami








Check out Shorpy for more vintage photographs! 

Saturday, April 19, 2014

"It's times like these I wish I was silently wrapped around you."

Predictability can be boring. What you might learn from it is something you've probably thought of before it even happens. Predictability can be just satisfying. What you have been looking forward to happens as it is. 

I want neither of the two. I want “authentic” experiences, perhaps no one can relate with. I think “curating” one’s experiences in attempt to relate with other people’s experiences isn’t always a good thing. Everyone goes to the places everyone had been. Everyone tells the same experiences going to the same places. That hampers our minds to create experiences that stay true to who we really are.

My skin is burnt as hell. The experience wasn’t what you’d call an ideal scenario of a getaway. But one of the things that made it remarkable was that it stayed real to me, or rather I stayed real to the experience.







GOING TO PUNDAQUIT ZAMBALES, TOO? Here's how! But make it your own authentic experience and look at the view from your own lens. 

How to get to Pundaquit Zambales?
Dukhang adbenturera in Pundaquit!
I heart traveling to Pundaquit!
You might want to stay in Ohayo San Beach Resort.

*Taken at Pundaquit, Zambales (17-19 April 2014) by Linds