Testimony Of What Remains

You’re gonna die… and that’s a fact. We all die, even if you’re as healthy as a carabao, even if you have yet to see the world, even if you haven’t even written your bucket list, or if you’re still a 40-year old virgin. Fact is, you, me, your neighbor, your cat, your philandering husband, your backstabbing friend, your jerk of a boss, and Nicki Minaj, we’re all going to leave this mortal coil. But really why think of the future, why ponder on the inevitable, and be reminded that sometime in the future you will be buried, cremated, or worse disappear into thin air? Like most people, I didn’t want to be reminded, but that’s exactly what happened when I saw this art exhibit called, Testimony of What Remains at CCP last July 27.


The artist behind the exhibit is Jason Dy. It was held from 04 to 18 July 2013 at Bulwagang Fernando Amarsolo (Small Gallery) and Right Atrium. It was just in front of the MKP Hall, one of the theaters where Cinemalaya movies were shown. If you didn’t get to see the exhibit, allow me to show you some of the interesting pieces.

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Notwithstanding the air of malaise, I found myself drawn to the pieces that were on display in the room. For me, it wasn’t death but love to the dearly departed that was emblazoned in the exhibit. I was fascinated and reminded by my own mortality, but in ways that give me peace. Maybe it gives me comfort that when I leave I won’t be gone completely. That there are some things that will remain for my loved ones to remember me by when the time comes that my eyes will be closed forever.

 

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