If time creates memory and memory defines time, where am i?
Am i still in the past when i hope that the good things i have will last?
Or am i now in the present when my future steps in a split second
For sure i’m not yet in the future because i still keep my prayer in my door.
If my past defines my future, where will my present be?
Is it in the middle of the two, a prelude to a future past beyond my grasp?
If my present decides my future, who decides my past?
Wasn’t my past was also once my future in the not so distant present?
Time really confuses me, so i let go of my time. They say spend it wisely.
Does being wise mean you spend your time preparing for your future?
But how can you prepare for your future without neglecting the precious present?
How can you be wise when it goes so quickly?
Good thing i got memories.
But memories belong to the past not the future.
And time moves in a different direction, memory in another.
Time moves forward. Memory relives the past.
I’ll just enjoy the moment. I don’t know how to spend my time wisely.
I’ll just use it.
Have you encountered a Drama Queen? For sure you do, there are thousands of them in wordpress, millions in facebook…….I’m one of them. So let’s pay homage to ourselves and let me recall my experiences with them, oops , i mean us. But first i have to make a dramatic exit and leave. Don’t worry, i’ll keep you posted. Promise! – By Joel F.
Call it coincidence, but at the airport lounge while waiting for boarding, i happened to sit beside a woman holding a magazine. She noticed that i keep glancing at the magazine, few minutes after, she said “I’m done, You wanna read?”, I replied “sure”, “I’ll be back, i’ll just go to the washroom, take your time,” she said. so i scan the mag, and saw this article about fashion icons. Coco Chanel, Salvador Dali, Elsa Schiaparelli and the likes were mentioned in the article.
Little did i know that I was about to get a taste of the icon’s works, just by a mere coincidence again.
I was heading to Marina Bay Sands for the “Skypark “ attraction when i saw this huge flower structure. I asked a young student and he told me it’s the Futuristic Art Science Museum.
“Futuristic” , wow, must be a high tech museum that showcase high technology gadgets or anything related to future technology or things to come . beyond our wildest dream, something that you see in movies like “The Matrix” or “Mission Impossible.” So i head right away to that museum. (that’s the crazy thing about me when i travel, i don’t stick to my iterinary, even if i brought a checklist, i don’t follow it religiously).
Well, i thought that the view i’ll see on top of the skypark won’t change, so i can go there a few hours later or a day after but the museum’s featured exhibits are always timed, you’ll never know if it’s the first or the last day of the exhibit.
Imagine my surprise when the featured exhibit that time was “The Works of Salvador Dali.”
Why? First, i was expecting something futuristic and yet the exhibit is something about the past . (Well, art leads us to the future somehow, me rationalizing) Second, Do i believe in signs? Just a day before at the airport i was reading an article about Salvador Dali (thanks to that kind stranger) and here i am about to see his works in flesh! haha. So i went inside and start my unplanned adventure, to see how the mind of an artist works, through his life’s depictions in his art works.
Paintings, sculptures in brass, copper, metal and bronze, glass and stone carvings etc.. awesome! Awesome is an understatement, trust me!.
Salvador Dali was a famous clothes designer who once worked for the fabulous house of coco chanel, vogue magazine, elsa schiaparelli. He was also a painter, sculptor and a glass artist (seldom you see in the fashion designers today).
I so love his Floating Dining Artwork, that Fixtures on The Ceiling thing, the kissable red lip chair, the human cabinet (anthropomorphic cabinet) and so on…. .i actually love all of it! Too bad i can’t show everything here. Anyway, take a peek and enjoy it!
Museums take you to the past, Arts lead you to the future. Intertwined together either way, it nourish your soul and your sense of longing… for without it, one can just a be a floating energy without a sense of identity.
So here i am enjoying my museum visits in Surprising Singapore.(a small country with conservative oriental culture yet mixed with the vibrancy and the hues of the western world) when i encounter a touch of union.
I was about to enter The National Museum of Singapore when i saw a happy couple. I stop and observe the lady in white bridal gown and the guy in tux .Seeing a photographer , i conclude , it must be a ‘wedding pictorial.”
I approached the photographer and ask him if it was an advertising pictorial for a wedding brochure for commercial purposes, or for a real wedding pictorial. He politely said ” wedding.” I decided to stay for a while before i went inside the museum.
I approached the couple and asked them if i can have a photo with them. To my surprise they agreed and even willingly smile. Smiles from the heart , a reflection on what one truly feels when you knew you’ve found “The One.”
Suddenly unwelcomed thoughts invade my mind.
How does it feel to be married? Will i experience that once in a lifetime experience?
Ok, for others it’s twice in a lifetime, and for some, it’s even thrice. But just the same, it’s always a milestone in one’s life. Milestone? Yes, you took that extra mile to love and trust someone, pledging your love to last until your last breath, love must be as strong as a rock, shinier than that diamond stone that can’t be crushed or else you’ll end up wondering how did it all happen? Wasn’t it supposed to be carved in stone?
But just like the museum, life can either show you a gallery of beautiful paintings of love and passion or an abstract interpretation of an art scuplture installed on the ceiling, looking above , questioning why that art is so confusing only to understand later that your confusion leads to wisdom as every art is subject to one’s interpretation and you as an artist render your greatest masterpiece. Your Life, Your Love. Your Faith.