A couple of weeks back I went to Kristian Jeff Agustin's book signing/exhibit opening at vMeme Contemporary. The poetry was something, and the calligraphy exceptional. Of course, when everything's all about words, I don't think adjectives can cut it. So yeah, check it out at vMeme, instead. It's near conspiracy.
There was poetry reading, and beer (which was a surprise for most of us who get why). I only caught the last few words for the last poem though. Late dinner and work at the Ateneo Art Gallery, which should be my next post when I find the time to export it.
After about a year or more, I finally saw my batchmates and friends again. It was fun.
On another note though, I find my sense of humor to be non-existent. That or...
... I don't joke very well.
But whatever. Sometimes, nothing changes.
Other times, we find ways.
And as the night drew to a close, I still found myself taking photos of strangers and being a stranger myself. And it's rather wonderful sometimes.
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