the art of tanya escaler


BAYANIHAN 10/06/2009
 
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THE PHILIPPINES IN A STATE OF CALAMITY 
SEPTEMBER
2009
 
 
Serendipity is the effect by which one accidentally discovers something fortunate, especially while looking for something entirely unrelated.

The word derives from Swarnadip, the Sanskrit language name for Sri Lanka, and was coined by Horace Walpole on 28 January 1754 in a letter he wrote to his friend, taken from a silly fairy tale he read, called The Three Princes of Serendip: as their highnesses traveled, they were always making discoveries, by accidents and sagacity, of things which they were not in quest of... 


The letter read,"this discovery, indeed, is almost of that kind which I call Serendipity, a very expressive word."


Source: Wikipedia

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It was an instant in August when I was pressed for time. It was the last painting for the exhibition, and I hate to admit it, but I cheated by using an unfinished work of mine whose likeness held the concept I wished to portray... a visual form.

In that moment, a dear friend of mine from across the universe expressed how much he adored that painting of mine - the very last painting. He asked that it be his without the knowledge that it was always his to begin with... it is fated.

It was sometime in February when I started on the original painting, a little after this special kind of love found me. But then life happened, and with time and space as the villains, the painting was left unfinished... until now.

I was taken by sweet disbelief when he wanted that piece in particular, because that painting is in all honesty of him. The form which is now the bridegroom is the stance he held in that moment we shared in the artist's studio... where time stopped.

I absolutely delight in all the surprises my life holds, the existence and development of events that happen by chance. I love how it is when I am not looking that inspiration finds me and gives me the sweetest of kisses... serendipity.


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THE PARABLE OF THE TEN VIRGINS
2009
MIXED MEDIA
14x18

IN THE PRIVATE COLLECTION 
OF RYAN MOORE

 
ICONOCLAST 07/20/2009
 

A spirit cannot be contained.
True art flows through your veins.

Alicia Keys on what she learned from Miss Ruby Dee

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one of the most beautiful women inside and out
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5 AUGUST 2008
PHILIPPINES
 
 
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We Had Him 
by 
Maya Angelou

Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing, 
now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind. Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace.  Sing our songs among the stars and walk our dances across the face of the moon. In the instant that Michael is gone, we know nothing. No clocks can tell time. No oceans can rush our tides with the abrupt absence of our treasure. Though we are many, each of us is achingly alone, piercingly alone. Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him. He came to us from the creator, trailing creativity in abundance. Despite the anguish, his life was sheathed in mother love, family love, and survived and did more than that. He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style. We had him whether we know who he was or did not know, he was ours and we were his. We had him, beautiful, delighting our eyes. His hat, aslant over his brow, and took a pose on his toes for all of us. And we laughed and stomped our feet for him. We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing. He gave us all he had been given. Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Black Star Square. In Johannesburg and Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama, and Birmingham, England we are missing Michael. But we do know we had him, and we are the world.

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REMEMBERING MICHAEL JACKSON
7 JUNE 2009
ACRYLIC ON PAPER
11X18

STILL LIFE PAINTING CLASS
GRADE : 97
 
 

Photography by Karen Kho 
Makeup by Mica Tuaño 
Hair by Grace Tuaño 
Pieces by Bonsai Fojas

Click to View the Photographs of Tanya Escaler by Karen Kho on Flicker

 
THE GLASS ROOM 06/29/2009
 

the first five seconds of drawing should indicate every part of the body pose. 
immediately the whole thing is drawn, constantly passing from one end of the body to the other and from one part to another. utilize as many of the five senses as can reach through the eye at one time. 
see through the eyes rather than with them. 
merely to see is not enough. 
our understanding of what we see is based to a large extent on touch.  
contour follows the sense of touch and is to be done painstakingly. 
gesture is movement in space and is to be done furiously. 
one can act furiously over a short space of time or one can work with calm determination, quietly, over a long extended period. one should draw, not what the thing looks like, not even what it is, but what it is doing. 
you must be able to feel it in your own body. 
feel the movement of the whole form in your whole body. 
rely on sensation rather than thought. 
what the eye sees is the result of this inner impulse.  
the drawing starts with the impulse. 
identify yourself with it. 
without a sympathetic emotional reaction in the artist there can be no penetrating understanding. 
with an un-self-conscious effort seek to understand the impulse that exists inside the glass room.  

words borrowed from nicolaides

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NUTS & BOLTS 06/23/2009
 

i stumbled upon the cutest critters in the art department
and
i desperately want to take them home with me

 
CANDY HEART 06/13/2009
 
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A golden-yellow or light yellow brown color

of hydrated iron oxide 
named Yellow Ochre.
 
A warm yellow-brown earth color 

of iron pigment containing ferric oxides 
named Burnt Sienna.

A medium brown to dark brown color 
of various natural earth pigments 
named Burnt Umber.