This tiny doll is Geneve. I have had her since I was 5 years old. Back in the day my kindergarden teacher moved to Spain and she mailed me this doll. She will be 21 years old this Summer :D Heehee.
This is how I started my day:
Crispy flakes, vanilla soy milk and blueberries.
Good Morning World :D
- I made this in Oct 26 2009; It was a nice day chillin’ in the LBC, The Reef Restaurant patio with my cousins and family; This is my interpretation.
Free Expression Is Important
Free Expression is Important, I was thinking of why I love the struggle and the first thing it empowers me to do is use free expression. I know that education is inevitable and no matter to what degree or reason the function of free expression is important. Our grievances are known through the press. I believe we have the press to only what their capable of believing and freely producing. As I was growing up as a child in Southern California or I should say industrialized nation it was just easy to understand that, “We cannot have a bright future without a certain amount of education or money”. Alarmingly, I grew up to see where money goes and how much of the education you use in real life to be honest and helpful. I was very suspicious of how the world works and to any drop of a penny it was considered lucky if found? I began to say to myself, “How lucky is it if you didn’t earn it in an honest way?” It was an example of a repressive and oppressive saying on how glorious it is to just get easy money. In the context there was no meaning to mankind or being kind. I know the suppression of free expression is a blatant intention to give the rules of the system a meaning. The nature of education whether in a law major or not is a blatant intention to give the rules of the system a meaning. What happens is if those with power in the system don’t like what it has created? They have the power to push it a side and switch it. How about everyone else in society? What is to become of these children, students, loners, gangsters, activists or should I say working class? We work hard in hopes that our education and money makes it a bright future. Remember in that saying…There was no meaning to mankind or being kind. Despite these circumstances I’ll never let my education or money get in the way of freely expressing.
Here is a photo of a lecture on my great great grandfather Juan Luna’s painting called Spoliarium. I had no clue where his paintings are kept until I researched today.
Here’s something I have been working on. I wanted to practice making art depicting the Fil-Am perspective of “roots” or their family history. I’m a little rusty, but through practice makes “better” ;p



