Urban Reset: Gallery Floors and Open Skies
After six months of quiet living in El Nido– six months, which is long for me, I realized this was the longest I’d ever stayed on an island, and an even more remote one at that. Back when I lived in Bali, I used to bounce between Manila and Bali constantly for over a year, especially with all the visa runs I had to do. Movement felt normal then, almost like a rhythm my life was built on.
El Nido slowed that rhythm down so much that coming back to the city felt like stepping into another dimension, almost like a quantum leap! Everything was suddenly fast-paced, and loud, almost too sharp after months of soft landscapes and ocean breeze. A whole month slipped past before I even realized a week had gone by. (Sounds like a different kind of breeze!)
Here are a few snapshots from my recent gallery visits as I reconnect with the local art scene.
It feels surreal moving from pure wilderness to the city’s interpretations of it, seeing how artists translate oceans, skies, and inner journeys onto walls and sculptures.
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