No one escapes decay. The manner, the rate, the form, the agents of decay, and its variables are all not constant. Decay may be altered, hastened, slowed down. Until it comes and in the final form it comes in, those in the arena: the fighters, the onlookers, controllers of fate and of the elements, may all participate—actively, aggressively, or even in passivity.
Far from looking for the muse in scenic views, beautiful faces and fiestas, the politicized Filipino painter, during the turmoil of the First Quarter Storm, was not reacting to external conditions more fed through the eyes than being fired up by issues fed through the heart and mind. History, then, was being coursed from growing […]