I believe in the concept of a multiverse wherein we are living a thousand million lives with a thousand million probabilities but eventually, we will always fall for each other in whatever life, in whatever form. I will always find you.
I never thought that my mom has kept my very first sketch pad. I can still remember that my mom bought this sketch pad when I was in grade 1. I kind of finished pouring my artistic frustrations in it when I was in grade 3, I guess.
I. This used to be a notebook cover. I tried copying it. Well, it really caught my attention back then because first, it was full of color red, which is my favorite color, and second, the pig looks like the piggy me back then. Haha.
II. This used to be my dream scenario where I can bring my crush. We would be silently fishing at that calm lake as the vibrant green land and blue sky watch over us. I left the bridge light lit to add that romantic feel.
III. That used to be Pikachu. Trust me.
IV. Celebi. I was so fascinated with his power in one of the Pokemon’s movie, so, I tried drawing him.
V. The Sustagen hero. Haha. I don’t know if such character did really exist or it’s just my imagination. Well, I used to drink Sustagen Choco every night back then so I kind of tried drawing its model.
VI. A starry night time at the Metro. Of course, it did not look like the Metro, but it was a child’s peaceful version of the monstrous city I become aware of right now.
VII. That used to be Manila Zoo, where my dad and mom used to bring me every time we have some free time. We used to hang out there, a lot, so I got to memorize the positioning of the cages of the animals. The big elephant was always a spectacle for me. Feeding the raindeers with grass and the large oranggutan with fruits were some of my favorites.
VIII. Another attempt to draw Pikachu. Trust me. It’s Pikachu. Please. Haha.
IX. It is Mr. Spongebob, trying to capture some jelly fish. Well, I saw it in TV so I tried drawing him, although, the black pastel spread through his face, which made him look like a mutated psychedelic sponge.
Anyway, I know that these are just childhood doodles, and it never developed anymore, haha. Nevertheless, these things are just some of the items or artifacts that I have that reflected who I am or what kind of childhood I’ve had. Memories. Memories. Nostalgia.