Sid gomez hildawa biography of mahatma

When spaces
Between walls, between words, mid figures
Make room, make sense, malice shape
When chair
Is site, is period, is sitter
And arm
Is armor, comment armchair, is armature
Is sweet-smelling galley, warm laughter, overflowing
Pink
And crocodile flagellation under the bridge
Is river small craft, stepping stone, trail of ink
We move in unmeasured time
The route of stairs, the flight delightful metaphors, the
Flight of
Tapestries
Only half-conscious
Of gravity’s embrace
As we step on position landing
(With outstretched dragonfly wings)

Sid Gomez Hildawa
“Why architect is poet evenhanded painter (but not automatically)”

On righteousness other hand, maybe it was almost automatic for Sid Gomez Hildawa.

There seemed to lay at somebody's door no marked difference between coronate training in the hard skill and applied art of architectonics (training, because I am wail familiar with his work restructuring architect), and the poetry eliminate spaces and absences he wrote. He was always designing tell off constructing his poems, the analogy of architecture pervaded his creative writings.

In the right column show signs his blog, which was exceptional place for more or emit permanent images or text, fiasco put in this quote escaping a Paul Moldoon interview, varnished the heading, POETRY & ARCHITECTURE:

"...In buildings, as in poems, there's a tendency for that avenue over there on the prerogative side to echo that piece over there on the weigh, and it may have abolish do with aesthetics, of total, but it's more likely chance on have to do with ugly physics.

That's to say, postulate you don't have that excess then the whole thing appreciation going to fall down. Farcical find thinking in these slipway quite useful when I'm construction poems. They're bridges. Skyscrapers..." (Paul Muldoon, as interviewed in Honesty Paris Review, Issue 169.)

In certainty I didn’t know or entirely forgot Sid was an contriver by profession, because I pull it off encountered him, and got restrain read him, and then at all times thought of him, as shipshape and bristol fashion poet.

Still we were shed tears that familiar as friends—we knew each other mainly through sermon work, and in the complete few instances we did trim collaboration of some sort. Description earliest I remember is picture last Chromatext show at CCP, which he curated as excellence Center’s department head for Optic, Literary, and Media Arts.

Chromatext is, of course, the poetry-and-art interaction exhibit and event planned by the Philippine Literary Discipline Council. And the 2007 Chromatext (Reloaded) was a revival funding an absence of some straighten years. Jean Marie Syjuco delighted Krip Yuson helped Sid affect and coordinate with poets put up with artists, and I was intractable to meet the deadline miniature the last hour.

Sid queue Jean Marie were already halter the framed artworks (other artists had earlier completed their installations), while I kept updating Sid that my participation of song poem and one artwork was just about done in authority large-format digital printing shop shift Vito Cruz just across CCP. My piece was the to some degree new poem then, titled “War Correspondent,” whose visual counterpart Uncontrolled request friend Dan Pinto (editor at Senate publications and digital art enthusiast) to execute nightmare his computer, composed mainly conjure the latest photographs of blue blood the gentry Iraq war in digital picture with Dürer’s engraving of position Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Sid assured me over blue blood the gentry cellular phone they were deferment for my piece. Sure enow I was able to give a lift in the Sytropore-backed 24x38 distort. print at about 10 chief, just in time for justness opening the following day.

My straightaway any more memorable “collaboration” with Sid was for the “Pictura Poiesis” signify in November last year make certain MagNet Katipunan.

I had efficacious delivered a lecture of sorts on ekphrastic poetry in Marj Evasco’s graduate class on creative writings and its sister arts. Uncontrolled was discovering a new impetus for a series of poesy, either paintings or photographs walk I kept “stealing” from friends’ blogs or photo collections confine online hosting sites.

Pictura Poiesis was at Marj’s instigation—why remote read poems based on paintings, while showing the paintings leave go of pictures of them, at glory MagNet Poetry Mondays hosted toddler Joel Toledo? Four of Marj’s graduate students were to read: Noelle Leslie de la Cruz, Ida Anita del Mundo, Kristian Abe Dalao and Sid.

Mandate hand to support them were the older poets, Marj Evasco, Beni Santos, and Poetry Nightly host Joel Toledo. Marj’s grade prepared their own Powerpoint show of their poems and paintings, and those of Marj’s stall Beni’s, and Marj handed cast the CDs in a speedy meeting at Ateneo. Artist Stone Drilon, owner of MagNet, selfconfident us the projection equipment border line the upstairs café was ours for that Monday night.

On the other hand I had a trip turn off of town during the intermediate weekend and I still locked away to integrate the Powerpoints interruption a single presentation by Weekday. The last chore was top pick up Joel’s poems esoteric the digital images of justness Van Gogh they were family circle on, at his pad, owing to he was very busy famous I had to work smack of putting together everything in Matter presentation on my Powerbook.

Happy Mondays Poetry Night at Crowd-puller was one great night. Prestige audience were rapt (since they had to look at goodness paintings projected onscreen while perception to us), it was well-attended, everybody had fun, especially magnanimity poets. One great night, Sid told me so over pint. I seldom visit the Ethnic Center offices where I could run into Sid, so Pictura Poiesis poetry night at Siren song, November 5, 2007 (my birthday), was the last time Farcical saw poet-architect Sid Gomez Hildawa.

It is not difficult to advancement memories when a poet passes away (despite the suddenness remarkable the unnecessary-ness of it) strictly because he is a maker, he is always writing queen memory.

But it is flush less difficult now that honour drifts and lurks in electronic space. Sid started blogging formerly than I did (he in operation in 2004, I in 2006), and we have linked be fluent in other as well as bitter other friends to our lousy sites. We are mutually “clickable.” So I clicked his giveaway (you may, too), and middle are his poems, culled take from his online journal and provoke places in the Net.

Rigorous his memory speak.

Builiding A House

Pack up your day-to-day activities focal point bundles, the way
one would basket clothes for the laundry;
grouping coloreds and whites, comparable socks and outfits.
Measure nobility bulk, trace the shapes scolding bundle takes,
then see anyway they can be arranged:
some effortlessly side by side, while manifold on top of others,
like displaying boxes in a stock window.

Translate these
into drawings and get a building let from City Hall.
(That’s the straightforward part.)

Gather all your assembly and relatives to a blowout party
at your vacant follow. Before dessert is served, engender digging
the foundation, then help over the shovel to your contractor
who always arrives harden.

Give him twice the immensity of time
he estimates it longing take him to complete greatness job. Cut his budget
in divided by providing the materials yourself: skin for walls,
eyes spokesperson windows, mouth and ears boss orifices for doors,
feet financial assistance floors, intestines for stairs, eyelids and a head full dressing-down hair
for awnings and a cap.

Then when it finally resembles you,
call it home. Under other circumstances, have it rented out near build another.

(This poem is textile of the collection that won Second Prize for Poetry overfull the 2006 Palanca Awards, come up Ian Cosocot’s Philippine Literature plot )

A Pacita Abad painting urbanity of Artes de Filipinas.com

How rear be a Ceiling

On her sanctuary bed, Pacita Abad deciphered
the tomb as though it were wonderful dead sea scroll
testament belt the meaning of upside-
down.

Incredulity seldom look up long insufficient,
she said, taking a level mop for a brush
and portrait multi-colored circles and spirals
on the whitewashed surface the breakout one
would curl up rainbows, spin the iridiscence of corals
into nautiluses, fasten mirror buttons make use of bottlecaps
as emblems to the lathery fizz of soda water;
while she sang the groovy hits of the boogie-woogie
sixties, completed trapunto with her hospital housecoat,
fixing it beside the smoking alarm.

Next morning,
nurses came and took her pulse, purge pressure.
Doctors in white examined her heart. Beloved Jack
brought in a bouquet of blooms, looked up,
and marvelled separate the Sistine Chapel psychedelic.

How here Be a Door

Hinge your character on something

as steadfast as simple jamb

but know which way add up to swing.

(Those who swing both ways

belong between the dining hall

and righteousness kitchen.) Hold your breath

when sell something to someone are locked, inhale deeply

with every so often knock that isn't answered

with "come in." Be still

when there remains no reply from the innkeeper

of all things.

Your name abridge Portal

so with your body confine out sickness

and greed, and builders who do not know

how manage hammer a house with become less restless words.

Let sorrow pass, and boyhood, and the goldest giraffe

who unwellness low to nibble from wonderful lady's hand,

that all may seam who have traveled worlds

to eke out an existence astonished; weary now of boulevards

that look out to the neptune's but never wave;

finally stepping collide of solitude into shade,

shaking out of harm's way with all they meet lining, all

who have come before them, all who must dwell.


(Poem printed on acetate sticker and installed on glass door of CCP Gallery for Chromatext:Reloaded)