Showing posts with label boac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boac. Show all posts
Monday, May 12, 2008
Cover Design: Boac Mayflower 2008
Cover Design used for the Boac Mayflower 2008 Commemorative Program
Designed in Adobe Illustrator by this blogger
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Sunday, June 17, 2007
Shed of the Muses: A Painting by the Moon and the Clouds
I discovered this hut at the end of long, uphill climb on my mountain bike.
More of a shed really, rather than a hut. A roof of sulirap - coconut leaves handwoven in a criss-cross pattern atop four wooden stakes lashed with six pieces of bamboo that serve as handy sitters or makeshift bed for an after-lunch siesta. A farmer's hut, I assume though I never had the pleasure of meeting its owner.
In the summer, it refreshed me with unending treats of fresh, cooling breezes on the bluffs above the valley. When the rains came, it gave a refuge in the middle of nowhere from the drenching torrents. It offered me not only a welcoming seat but a setting perfect for endless meditations on nothing and everything. A secret window, perhaps.
Where there are no walls, we have endless windows and unlimited doors.
I became so attached to this delightful, spiritually uplifting cranny that I would often walk a little further away from the makeshift hut to appreciate its beauty from a distance, drinking all the details in. A few paces would bring me to an opening in the foliage that offered a view of the lush valleys below. To the north, a bird's eye view of the Boac poblacion with its fortress church lording over it atop a low hill. I grew up in this town and have come to love it through all these years.
Then one night, I suddenly felt a cautioning whisper that told me, reminded me that this place, this hut – like me, will not be here forever. Changes are bound to happen and they will.
The worry turned into restlessness, silly me. Yet the more I thought about forgetting the impatience that was gripping me, the idea reinforced itself further. And I began to have what I call my “patented gooseflesh” crawling on my arms. It was my inner self prodding me to act on this “stupid” notion with unspoken, right brain hemisphere phrases akin to “go ahead,” “give it a try,” “something good might come out of this, you fool.”
When an idea possesses me, I am simply helpless. It's like a futile upstream swim; at best you remain stationary not gaining any distance but the moment you stop, the current simply carries you downstream. It was the kind of restlessness that will not accept status quo.
When an idea possesses me, I am simply helpless. It's like a futile upstream swim; at best you remain stationary not gaining any distance but the moment you stop, the current simply carries you downstream. It was the kind of restlessness that will not accept status quo.
So I grabbed a jacket, shoved the camera into my riding knapsack, strapped my biking helmet, and got on my mountain bike. It was 10 pm yet I knew that if I choose not to go, I would have a restless night anyway, bothered and transfixed by the idea of capturing the image of a hut in the night time. With the full moon (no wonder, lunacy has taken over reason) and a pen size Maglite strapped to my biking helmet, I somehow manage to reach the hut.
Propped the bike upright with a couple of well placed branches (it has no regular bike stand to save on extra weight), rolled and secured my jacket on its seat, and mounted the camera with a cord atop the jacket. It would have to serve as my camera tripod (or rather a “bike pad”). Made at least a dozen exposures on full manual mode (long exposure time, full aperture opening, highest ISO) varying the settings minutely each time. I’ll worry about the reciprocity failure and other exposure brouhahas later. My concern at the moment was to get a respectable image whatever that means, without using the onboard flash. At this distance, it would be useless anyway. The full moon will have to be my light source. “Oh please, you helped me and my camera a couple of times before, help me now,” I whispered softly, pleadingly.
And the moon did, aided by scattered, wispy, moving clouds that dodged in its silvery blue flood light. I sat on the hut for a while to allow the adrenaline settle back a bit before pumping it back with the long downhill coast (“crawl” on two wheels is more appropriate) with no letup on the brakes levers. And I bid the hut a heartfelt goodnight, comforted by the thought that if no decent photos came out of the camera, at least I have encapsulated its fascinating images, bathe in the moonlight, in my mind’s eye.
When I finally uploaded my shots, I knew right away that it would take a lot of patience (and studies) to get an image going. I had to clean the unavoidable grains to come when the camera demands more light and the photographer don’t have it and the JPEG noise residues, of course.
I can only pray I did justice to that cozy nook and its quaint kubo. Here’s how my feeble attempt turned out.
Now the hut is no longer there. At times, I still miss it.
And I know that looking at its image will never replace the quietness that cocooned me sitting alone in its shed.
Then again, I am glad I took that break, grab that window for a night time photo (I just clicked the shutter button, the moon and the clouds painted the image). Had I waited till later, the hut might have been gone before I had the chance to shoot it.
The hut called for me that night, I’m thankful I was crazy enough to have come.
(Transience: A Haiku)
Ripples on a stream
Wispy clouds on my coffee
Here earlier, Gone.
Postscript: My daughter Marinette, knowing how my mood, at times, swings from normalcy towards the crazy side told me this, “Pa, when you’re crazy and you know it, that’s ok. When you’re crazy enough yet you’re not aware of it, that alarming!
I can only pray I did justice to that cozy nook and its quaint kubo. Here’s how my feeble attempt turned out.
Admittedly, I also took some daytime shots but not one of them can beat the subtle low contrast shadows, the blue gray duotone overlay of the moonlight, and the tranquil mood the image imparts in me. The moonlight’s reflection on clouds peeking behind the leaves just above the roof makes for an interesting counterpoint to the dominant cerulean hue.
Now the hut is no longer there. At times, I still miss it.
And I know that looking at its image will never replace the quietness that cocooned me sitting alone in its shed.
Then again, I am glad I took that break, grab that window for a night time photo (I just clicked the shutter button, the moon and the clouds painted the image). Had I waited till later, the hut might have been gone before I had the chance to shoot it.
The hut called for me that night, I’m thankful I was crazy enough to have come.
Ripples on a stream
Wispy clouds on my coffee
Here earlier, Gone.
Postscript: My daughter Marinette, knowing how my mood, at times, swings from normalcy towards the crazy side told me this, “Pa, when you’re crazy and you know it, that’s ok. When you’re crazy enough yet you’re not aware of it, that alarming!
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Boac Cathedral's Architecture: BAROQUE, not Gothic
A green signage with white english texts stands at the front patio of the Boac Cathedral with translations in Nihongo and Chinese. The misleading signage mentions that the architecture of the Boac Cathedral is "Fil-Hispanic Gothic." This post aims to rectify this misleading oversight.
Click on image below to enlarge to readable [actual] size.
"... The architecture is Fil-Hispanic Gothic..." the signage boldly states.
Really? So where are the gothic spires?
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The only true gothic church in the country is the Minor Basilica of San Sebastian at Plaza del Carmen, Quiapo; epitomized by its distinctive pointed spires, pointed [ogival] arches, ribbed vaults, piercing pinnacles and pointed ceilings [below]. It’s a product of the Gothic Revival in the 19th century and its all steel construction is an enduring aesthetic symbol of the industrial revolution. UNESCO has tentatively listed this gem as a possible World Heritage Site inclusion “being the only neo-gothic steel church in the Philippines and in Asia.”
The Salisbury Cathedral, Clermont-Ferrand Cathedral and the Milan Cathedral are other first-rate Gothic examples from Europe. All of these edifices have notably pointed spires. Curiously, the Iglesia Ni Cristo [INC] has adapted gothic architecture in their church design, perhaps as a countervail to the ubiquitous baroque of Philippine Roman Catholic Churches.
Secondly, the Hispanic Era in the Philippines did not introduce any Gothic architectural influences. The missionary designers-builders, instead leaned heavily towards the baroque. In fact, no gothic churches were constructed in the country excepting San Sebastian church built in the 1890's.
The term 'Fil-Hispanic' Gothic is non-existent in both books or historical notes and in physical form - churches or buildings built during the Spanish times, with the exception of San Sebastian, completed in 1891 less than a decade before the end of Spanish colonialism in the islands. Note that Boac Cathedral dates way back to the first decade of 1600..
Boac Cathedral [and the Sta. Cruz Church for that matter] is definitively Baroque patterned by the Jesuits after Il Gesu, their mother church. The missionaries who supervised its construction [early 17th century] came from Renaissance Europe where the prevalent style in arts, sculpture and architecture was early baroque. In fact, the Papacy in Rome continued to be a principal motivating force and commanding Popes continued to support important architectural commissions resulting in baroque architecture being directly linked to the Counter Reformation Movement. Even the interior design of Boac church clearly relied on European Baroque.
In glaring contrast, Gothic prevailed in the 12th century, partially revived in 19th century hence the term neo-gothic. The word "Gothic" came from 'Goths' "....a term describing a group of Germanic peoples — the Visigoths and the Ostragoths..." considered by history as "primitive barbarians who destroyed classical culture." Scholars regarded gothic architecture, dominant from the 12th to 15th centuries, as "as crude and primitive in contrast to the beauty, symmetry, and formality of classical (ancient Greek) architecture." on which the High Renaissance and Baroque were based upon. Baroque and gothic can be considered then as opposites.
By and large, Baroque architecture’s emphasis is on girth; bulk is achieved via horizontality and width whereby Gothic stresses verticality and height. Baroque uses a preponderance of curvilinear shapes; ovals and circles suggestive of smoothness and gracefulness. On the other hand, Gothic relies on harsh, straight lines, on the predominance of isoceles triangles and trapezoids. If is further characterized by ribbed vaults, arch windows, and flying buttresses. Clearly, Boac Cathedral did not employ these gothic contrivances.
A picture is worth a thousand words, it is said, visual comparison of Gothic vis-à-vis Baroque architecture results in these:
Milan Cathedral: Gothic
(Duomo di Milano, Italy)
Il Gesu: European Baroque
(Santissima Nome di Gesù all’Argentina, Rome)
"The plan of the Gesù became the model for Jesuit churches throughout the world." June Hager [Il Gesu and San Ignazio}
Baroque in Philippine Settings
Philippine colonial conditions in the 1600’s were a far cry from those of Spain and Europe so the Spanish architects/designers and maestros de obra adapted their design and construction methods to our local conditions resulting in an interesting mutation that came to be called earthquake baroque.

The Binondo Church [above], Guadalupe de Viejo [Makati, Metro Manila], and San Agustin Churches are some classic examples of baroque, Philippine style.
San Agustin Church [above] at Intramuros, Manila is an interesting study. It has survived the earthquake that leveled the city in 1645. In 1863 and 1880, the same calamity destroyed the city but the church literally stood its ground except for a few cracks on its belfry [left]. Repairs aimed at reinforcing the structure had somehow affected its architecture in what is now called severe baroque through the influence and experience of the Mexico Viceroyalty and partly inspired by the Vignolesque and Herrera touches. As such, the revered church is now a World Heritage Site.The vintage baroque churches of Montserrat de Marinduque [now Boac Cathedral] and San Juan de Marinduque [now Sta. Cruz Church] are veritable icons of our island’s history, of our identity and consciousness as a people. They are the most ancient, principal illustrative modules of Marinduque’s architectural heritage. Entrusted to us the current generation by our ancestors and to the clergy as its stewards, it is our collective duty to show them in their true light. ©
Photos of San Sebastian, Binondo, and San Agustin Churches courtesy of aenet.org, Milan Cathedral -emporis.com
Boac Cathedral Artwork - Dindo Asuncion
Footnotes:
- Boac Cathedral and Sta.Cruz Church together, their history and architecture are covered extensively on the article "The Old Churches of Marinduque - Beneath the Mortar Plaster" contained in the coffee-tablebook "Marinduque - The Heart of the Philippines."
- If the deceptive text of that patio signage is to believed, then the National Historical Institutute (NHI) who submitted San Sebastian Church as a Philippine entry for UNESCO World Heritage Site inclusion has overlooked a vital historical piece: Should we then inform them that there is another and much older gothic church existing in the Philippines???...
and it is right here in Marinduque -the Boac Cathedral ??? Oh, come on....*
*Ano sa salitang marinduqueño ang "oh, come on" Sagot: Ati Aah!
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