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Thursday, June 5, 2014
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SON, DUANE: June 6, 2014
Duane is self-taught, as all
my kids are. He learned by what he saw, felt and experienced himself.
I seldom sat down with my son and imbued in him what art is or what
he ought to be in the future. But I took him to where he could
observe, ponder and work: artists gatherings, movies, playgrounds, my
workplace/office, mountains and seas, downtowns, and I let him
watched me as I pummeled a creasy typewriter to beat my deadlines...
That boy's joy was easy to come by. From a hard day's work coming
home each night, I brought him his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and
piles of scratch papers for him to draw and scrawl on... Those were
enough to ignite a sweet glow of bliss in his eyes. And then we'd sit
either watching the rain as “Stand By Me” played on cassette
recorder, or we'd watch a movie together, all two hours of it, till
we both succumbed to sleep...
It is June 6, his birthday, in the Philippines at this moment. The
Pacific Islands side of Asia is 12 hours ahead of US East Coast time.
CHECK OUT Duane's work at: http://www.behance.net/blackwomb / http://blackwomb.deviantart.com/ or find him (Duane Lucas Pascua) in Facebook