12/03/2026
Title: Sa Tiklop Ng Panahon
(In the fold of time)
Medium: Acrylic on canvas
Size: 18x24 inches 3D
My Story 🥰❤️
Sa Tiklop ng Panahon isn’t just a painting, it’s a memory I stitched together with brushstrokes and wit. I painted it for a week, and many of its details were born as sudden ideas that surfaced while I was deep in the process. It began in my room, where jasmine blooms met a geometric pastel backdrop, modern, abstract, and of the present time. Yet from within it, a Filipina figure emerged, half-hidden behind an abaniko, as if whispering secrets from another era. In the old days, the abaniko was more than an accessory, it was a tool of communication, a silent language of modesty, hints, and hidden messages. I didn’t just paint her, I gave her attitude, elegance, and a quiet kind of rebellion.
The gold rim I added wasn’t just decoration. It was a nod to the photo albums my lola kept, those thick, gilded edges that held generations of stories. I wanted my canvas to feel like one of those pages: softened by time, but never forgotten. Like an old photo kept for decades, marked with stains and faded whites where ink seems to peel away, it carries the weight of memory and the tenderness of preservation. So I layered it with muted tones, faded colors, and horizontal lines that hint at other portraits tucked beneath, waiting to be seen.
And in that fold of the abaniko, in the tilt of her head, in the way the backdrop dissolves into memory, I was there. My humor, my poetry, and my love for being a Filipina. This isn’t just a painting. It is my time capsule. A wink to the past, a flex for the present, and a promise that the Filipina spirit, her fashion, her elegance, her resilience, will always shine, always in style, always alive in the fold of time.
