Sadly my Arts Appreciation class in college was miserable. The professor we had was cocky, irritating and moody. Oh, and he hated our class because I had really noisy classmates.
I am really thankful that I have this long break. I am able to deal with my personal issues and do things that I have always wanted to do. I did say that I somehow lost myself amidst the chaos and the stress that had happen for the past months. I thought of going out of town but I have decided to pick the pieces up here in the city.
Naks. Moving on.
I've always wanted to take John Silva's National Museum Tour ever since Jk mentioned it in one of our late night dinners in his house. My irregular schedule did not permit me to take one of the summer tours. So when I saw the schedule for late October and November, I promised myself that I will take that tour. At first, I was planning to take the tour alone then I realized that there's a schedule on Mama's birthday, so why not ask her join me on her birthday.
On the eve of her birthday I promised myself that I'll sleep early. I failed on that because I had a True Blood marathon that ended at around 4:30am. Good job Isabelle!
Instead of waking up at 8am, I woke up 45 minutes. Mama and I faced the rain, determined to go to National Museum. We got there just in time and met John Silva. Then we found out that we're the only people whom he will be giving a tour today. So yey!! Very intimate tour!
I really learned a lot today. I learned a lot of things that I wouldn't have known I just went in there strolled on my own. I also relearned my elementary history. My mother on the other hand surely enjoyed the tour. Every time we entered a new gallery, I would her gasp. Of course, the sight of old jars, ceramics, altar pieces blew her away. We both like old things, old houses, old pictures, old cars and etc.
The last time I saw the Spolarium by Juan Luna was back in elementary. I remember being amazed by it as kid that when I got home from a field trip, I told my father about the Spolarium like I am an expert. Today, I saw it again. Amazed as ever, the kid in me wanted to jump in excitement of seeing it again. I am lucky of seeing it again, because this time I had a different perspective, I felt more for the lone woman who grieves in the painting.
This tour reminded me of why I am into the arts in the first place. It also reminded me how colorful our histoy is and why I am proud to be part of it. I am lucky that I brought my mama with me. She was so happy with the trip that during her birthday dinner, she told everyone what she saw and the little facts that John Silva shared with us.
I really recommend that you take this tour. Really. Take it! Do it NOW! Well, not now. :) Check the picture for the schedule.
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