Jimmie Durham on Santiago Bose
Posted: October 31, 2012 Filed under: Home, my family is fucking cool, philippine culture | Tags: Jimmie Durham, santiago bose, University of the Philippines, Vargas Museum Leave a comment »
An excerpt from the artist Jimmie Durham’s work in This Long Century:
I’ve written a poem about the Filipino artist, Santiago Bosé who seemed irresistible to all women and wanted to love them all.
SANTIAGO BOSE’S POEM
Far in the (not really so cold!) north of Norway
But not yet Karasjok where I hope to go
Next year, I was not shocked but struck;
Surprised by a display of woodcut prints
By John Savio. “John?” I asked
Myself, “Why isn’t he called ‘Jan’ or ‘Johan’
Or even something close to the Cherokee
‘Tsani’?”
I want to ask Santiago Bosé.
In the whole world, not only the South Pacific,
There is no Santiago Bosé.
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Santiago Bose’s first exhibit at the University of the Philippines! Abababa!
I Wrote a Story on No Doubt; In Other News, “Don’t Speak” Still Gives Me the Chills
Posted: September 12, 2012 Filed under: Home, journalism, music | Tags: No Doubt, OC Weekly Leave a comment »
In 1995, I was obsessed with No Doubt. I wore bindis like Gwen Stefani, I tried to dress like Gwen Stefani, I watched that “Don’t Speak” video CONSTANTLY, I wanted to sing like Gwen Stefani. Today OC Weekly published my cover story on No Doubt. If it was 1996 it would’ve been like my biggest dream had been realized, but I’m 17 years older. So much is different — my priorities, my energy, my musical taste. Oddly enough, that’s also what I discovered about No Doubt. They’re older, wiser, with different priorities. To celebrate the fulfillment of a dream (however deferred) I watched “Don’t Speak” really closely tonight. The realness and the raw emotion in that video … I choked up and felt 17 again.
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The Desert is Mine
Posted: August 30, 2012 Filed under: Home, travel Leave a comment »
In the Philippines I knew I was a tiny speck of nothing when I faced the sea. Here, the beaches are too full — of people, of things, of surfers — I could never find that finite sense of my self with a banana stand and a lifeguard post around. But I found that feeling in the high desert.
My Husband is a Good Man Who Eats Orange Peels
Posted: December 28, 2011 Filed under: Home, my family is fucking cool, philippine culture, travel Leave a comment »
I Miss the Philippines
Posted: December 27, 2011 Filed under: Home, philippine culture, travel Leave a comment »
A Year of Wedded Bliss
Posted: October 8, 2011 Filed under: Home | Tags: Adam Leave a comment »
To celebrate we went to Lia and Miko’s wedding in Berkeley.
Jah Broke My Heart
Posted: September 29, 2011 Filed under: Home | Tags: jah Leave a comment » 
When Jah arrived from a week in Milwaukee without both his parents, he was not happy. He cried when he saw me at the airport, angrily, then reached for his nanny. He’s never going anywhere without us again.
For Our Last Night Without the Booboojingjing
Posted: September 28, 2011 Filed under: Home, my family is fucking cool | Tags: jah, long beach, Prospector Leave a comment »
We did some more karaoke, met up with old friends, hung out with new ones…til 4 a.m. It was a welcome distraction; I couldn’t wait til morning.
Longer Than the Road That Stretches Out Ahead
Posted: September 27, 2011 Filed under: Home, my family is fucking cool, travel | Tags: Adam Leave a comment »
We haven’t stopped having fun since our first adventure three years ago. And actually, even sitting in traffic is fun when you’re with your bestie.
Whoa, I am a Real Mommy
Posted: September 26, 2011 Filed under: Home, my family is fucking cool | Tags: epiphanies, jah, motherhood Leave a comment »
I was missing Jah so badly today, and I realized this must be how parents feel all the time when their children are away. It’s a sick, queasy feeling coupled with an emptiness that distracts you into trying to start everything and finishing nothing.