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Filipinos

Read a 2014 article about the effect of antidepressants on creativity. It’s about a study at the Max Planck Institute. Apparently, the flatness of mood, which is a great alternative to depression, can also be seen as “emotional blunting” which hurts creativity, especially for artists who work best in response to internal turmoil. Another article I read talks about an artist who found it difficult to write after a period of being on antidepressants. Now, I’m not sure if I’m experiencing a bit of this, but I’ve experienced a couple of periods of artist’s block and I don’t know whether to attribute it to medication, the lack of stimulus due to the pandemic, or just natural artist’s block. I seriously hope the antidepressants are affecting my creativity because given the choice of coping tools, I’d rather have art than medication.

One possible effect discovered by the study coining “emotional blunting” is that antidepressants negatively affected feelings of affection towards partners, especially among male participants in the study. Perhaps men are more prone to “emotional blunting” than women. Or to put it simply, women just care more than men, so much so, that their love emotions are more resistant to drugs. So yeah, antidepressants may cause less creativity and love… but hey, less depression and suicidal thoughts. If true, what a dilemma!

My sister proposed a writing project regarding Filipinos and the immigrant experience. It could be a book, a collection of essays, whatever. We’re just in the process of throwing ideas at the moment. I think it’s a good idea, especially with her being a mother of a couple of gen Z kids who might be disconnected from their heritage or would need some guidance regarding the culture of their parents. Admittedly, many of my entries regarding the Philippines, or perhaps even Korea, tend to be very critical. This is not coming from a negative spirit. This is coming from someone who wants things to improve. So yeah, perhaps in the coming months, I’ll be writing more about the immigrant experience instead of much else. Some ideas that come to mind include:

-“Kain na tayo.” The willingness of strangers to share their meals.

-Love the people, hate the politics. Why Filipinos will never vote themselves to prosperity.

-The long reach of Catholicism

-Filipinos and regionalism

-Spanish colonialism and its effects

-Filipino heroes and non-heroes; Juan Luna is a despicable scoundrel.

-The Out-of-Taiwan theory, and what the heck are we?

-The Overseas Filipino Worker

-No, Dave Chappelle, you are wrong about Filipino women overseas.

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Ahhh… illustrating for people. I don’t mind working for other people now and then. It’s nice to be given directions and see where another artist takes your talents to. Inevitably however, you’ll be asked to draw things you don’t enjoy drawing. For me, it’s buildings. Buildings and straight lines are not my strong suit. Ironic, since I just posted a picture of buildings a couple of weeks ago, but it’s one of those things that never really excited me much, something I dreaded drawing back then. They seem more like filler… background noise to the drama up front.

Looking at other people’s work, it’s sometimes easy to spot what the artist avoids drawing. Sometimes a lack of interest in drawing people could mean they’re either not interested in drawing people or they just aren’t good with anatomy. And speaking of anatomy, not many young artists are good with fingers and feet, so they hide them in their works.

I remember being in an art opening in Seoul and the artist was really hamming it up. It irritates me how some artists have to act like “artists” and not just be a normal person. She was dressed like a member of The Cure, had colored hair and wild nails, and was exaggerating the effects of what little alcohol she consumed. The art was not my cup of tea… portraits of doll-like women/children. I was just there accompanying a friend when the said friend HAD to mention that I’m also an artist and was foreign. The artist spoke great English but awful, empty, artsy bullshit. Annoyed, I asked why all of her figures were cut above the knee and had their hands behind them. She then went on about the symbolism of being helpless or whatever….

…helpless at drawing hands and feet.

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