When rust eats the sturdy iron, Time makes manifest of itself. This steel bridge is replaced by a new and plain-looking one (not in picture) made largely of concrete. But its nostalgic appearance makes a quaint picture of a town.
Photo by I.R. Arenas
King of the hill, top of the heap: He may not be the one described in the lyrics of a song but he sure looks like one, albeit a heap of garbage by the roadside.
Photo by I.R. Arenas
In choreographer Erl Sorilla’s “Requiem to a Cygnet”, three male dancers are turned into cygnets mourning a lost companion. The tutus and mourning veils suggested homosexuality. The dance’s description succinctly explained such a melancholia: “The known symmetry of four swans, paralleled to Swan Lake‘s Cygnets, diminished to three suggests a death of a part of their identity. This loss initiates a loss of the true self.”
Photo by I.R. Arenas
Metalwork sculptor Eduardo Castrillo left many works scattered in public plazas, buildings, galleries, museums, and private spaces. This one, titled as Seated Nude (1974), is displayed at the Areté in Ateneo de Manila.
Photo by I.R. Arenas
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