Showing posts with label Design. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Design. Show all posts

Monday, August 26, 2013

In support of #MillionManMarch at Luneta today

I have a full day but I offer it not as an excuse. However it is our day is planned and how it turns out, we cannot escape the fact that today marks a momentous day in our shared history – that of showing up, or simply showing our frustration, despair and disappointment and, hopefully, an uncompromising demand for real change in our political system.

Related post on the #MillionPeopleMarch, 04 October 2013, Ayala Avenue, Makati City.

The President went live on camera last weekend to allay fears and doubts about his sincerity on the issues of misuse of public funds, perhaps even on leadership (his) and everything a leader is acknowledged to be in control of, but certainly not the least in the hope that today's gathering will fizzle out. Yet as of noontime today, crowd estimate is at 70,000 in Luneta alone not counting the numbers of FIlipinos joining this movement all over the archipelago and around the world.

It was a dam(n) if you do, dam(n) of you don't situation, as was the case of the recent Luzon-to-Mindanao flooding brought by typhoon "Maring." But "Maring," really, was a lesson unlearned from "Ondoy," when, in 2010, an election year, the devastated Philippine islands were wrought by politicking, not positivity; that when the sun forces to shine through layers of storm clouds, all is forgotten and every life goes, or is expected to go, back to normal. 

Thursday, February 24, 2011

ideas for good

We are in the latter stages, hopefully, of getting what I've since referred to as the "new entity," from a formless yet vivid concept, to a structured, albeit challenging, organization.

This "new entity" is something I had wanted to get into for some time — specifically, for many years now, really. More appropriately, it is some thing, among many things, that had played out in my mind so many times that not only have I lost count, I had, in alternate moments, believed it to be lived.

Through circumstances that have brought me to cross paths with like-minded souls, events I have chosen to take part in, people and work that have helped open up new ideas or affirmed the tried and tested ones, and, yes, the oversights and shortcomings that were charged to experience, and, with my friend and colleague with whom I share these experiences, I face an important transition with optimism. And prudence.

gung-ho
Time was when I imbibed the gung-ho disposition of the youth — I sure hope I still have some it left — and embraced any and all propositions that came my way boldly and with gusto. Not that I have since become jaded, god forbid I've transformed into someone as inured as a seasoned politician, many of whom populate our hallowed institutions, but I now approach such important involvements not only with care but with enough cards to draw from my bag of experience. Of course I hope that the cards be the ones that trump when called for.

And so, on with what was formerly the formless concept, this "new entity."

The path towards getting it structured was wrought with many questioning and scenarios, mostly to myself, calling up certain entries in my memory databank to see what suitable matches fit. Some weren't always exact matches which therefore needed external help; some, perfect re-enactments of past incidents that typically still occur, it has left me wondering why people, perhaps even myself, never seem to get past them. Maybe it is a "Filipino thing," say, to be acting on intuition way too much for comfort to the point of disregarding established processes and standards. And to these typical scenarios, I would then propose, in my mind, un-typical solutions, say, had I the chance to do things differently when those occured.

action
My colleague-friend had nagged me time and again for action regarding this "new entity," but since I would always be immersed in two or more other projects, I refused to make definite commitments until I had fully gotten hold of what, to me, was devoted quality time towards thinking things over.

Along the way, we had connected with a few more friends whose ideals ran parallel to ours, and whose enthusiasm rubbed off on, in some instances, adding to, ours, that seeing a form that would make this "new entity" more solid and graspable became less of a task and more of a shorter, lighter journey.

As they say, it is not the destination that counts but getting there, and that includes overcoming the official businesses one must go through to have a legal personality. So, with the help of the least techie among would-be partners (e.g. a lawyer), whose idea was getting around data systems and turning-over computerese linear thinking upside down, we erupted in a joint Eureka! moment when we finally got our choice name registered online — I mean, getting both preferred names, at that, after so many tries.

We were then in sort of a dilemma because we had to settle with just one name and, after minor deliberations, we have come to the conclusion that to embody what we truly would be, our new endeavor is to be Ideas for Good.

good ideas for ideas for good
Ideas for Good is a social enterprise engaged in creative communications and design consultancy. It is, however, driven by advocacy. Our new enterprise officially makes past volunteer involvements a part of what we do and I am not the least excited for the 4 or more self-initiated projects we hope would come to fruition because these are intended to truly help communities and become the means by which my partners and I are able to pursue sharing our experiences and expertise to others.

Ideas for Good is a for-profit social enterprise. After all, much as our hearts desire to reach out and help — needles to say, we are bursting with good ideas and solutions which we know and are certain will help — we acknowledge that we cannot be as effective if we go by our hunger for social change on a just handful of sustenance to get us through.

Therefore, I, in my state of shedding as Creative Partner, doer and task-er of design solutions for more than 15 years under Sadidaya Disenyo and, currently, East Axis Creative, Inc., along with my old and new colleagues, embark on what we hope would make us even more effective agents of change and make good ideas matter on a deeper, wider level.

Good ideas pertaining not just to design and harnessing collective creativity but also about sensible marketing, an equitable application and awareness of laws in order to empower and the thoughtful usage of words and writing to best communicate.

I've finally stepped onto a lane that I feel is familiar yet this transitioning is bittersweet. Though I am undeniably undergoing separation anxieties — yeah, pretty much a common phase, I guess — I am very positive.




EDIT: The domain and hosting for Ideas for Good has been activated on Feb. 21, 2011 courtesy of our friend and valued provider edsahosting.com. Thanks, Mon!



Friday, November 21, 2008

A Return to the Native: Ifugao Chronicles 2

I FOUND MUCH OF MY early November days organizing thoughts down to a Keynote presentation for a mixed audience scheduled for November 10-13, originally, but was cut short by one day: a workshop on newsletter writing and design in Banaue, Ifugao.


Day 1 session's first brave volunteer reading
news selection; trusty old MBP in the background.


Thrice postponed, this workshop was something that grew on me, as I intended my appearance mostly in support of my colleague's writing segment only; the design and layout component would be a postscript to that workshop, unless the participants relayed further interest in the design and layout aspect of publishing a newsletter, which meant I had to be prepared with something; I normally can give an impromptu talk on the publishing process, as I had done in some previous workshops anyhow.


A welcome banner is a nice touch.


This workshop later transformed into a tightly-planned, full-blown editorial and publications seminar because the organizers, the municipality of Asipulo, Ifugao, backed by funding from the UNFPA, intended a 3-day workshop to be participated in by 40 attendees from both the local government unit and selected high school students and their advisers.


Ready and attentive, the selected high school students
will be staff members of their school newsletter.
(Photo by Isabel Templo)


What transpired on Nov. 10-12, the final schedule, would be part of a series of workshops to the Ifugaos, the fourth held so this year in the province, by my colleague and I. What makes this different from the first three is that the activity was organized by the local government, with teachers and students formally attending alongside municipal employees.


The first of three batches from different national
high schools of Asipulo who made it to the first-day session.


This particular workshop's budget had to be reduced at some point: the intended 40 heads came down to about 33; the venue was moved from Isabela Province to Banaue, and the number of days reduced to two, from what would have been three straight seminar days. Having it in Banaue was probably the best decision the organizers made, especially since they also transferred the venue from Banaue town to a resort located in Aparanga-o, or 7 kms. north of the town center. There, I got to meet Doe, a female deer, yes, owned and tended by the resort owner himself, Andres Dunuan, a genteel and gentleman farmer who really was a former mayor of Hungduan. Mayor Andres married a softspoken Banaue lady and made their base there upon his retirement.


Andres Dunuan, former Hungduan mayor, farmer, resort owner
and articulate guide to the resort's living museum exhibit


Interacting with Ifugaos in formal and informal events is always fulfilling in the sense that not only are they warm and hospitable, they are also very polite and are eager learners who, in turn, share their lives through their stories.


No time wasted discussing an assignment during dinner break


From all workshops handled thus far, I found the majority of Ifugao youth inquisitive yet mostly quiet and go about tasks assigned to them without ado. They are keen observers who know how to enjoy themselves and be in the moment. The older ones are mostly quiet, too, preoccupied with physical work or wrapped in their thoughts, but answer queries in simple and direct terms.


Lunchtime chill outside of seminar venue, almost visibility
zero past the path going up to the highway.


We were billeted in a separate cottage because it is the only one equipped with hot shower. But the shower only warmed the water at best, and lasted only about 5 minutes when I used it. The heating device was a total no-match to the cold weather.


Grace, one of the resort's personnel, serves a full lunch;
our cottage by its lonesome in the background.


Even the Ifugaos themselves, the Asipulo attendees from the southern part of the province whom we expected to at least be acclimatized to the temperature, thought their protective wardrobe insufficient during the evenings. The teenagers, however, could still brave the 5 o'clock early morning chill as they wasted no time dipping in the icy pool water throughout their stay, a total of three chilly morning dips in one of the resort's amenities.


Veggie viand for us—fresh harvest from the resort's organic garden


When meal time came, we found out that one had better heed the invitation to dine because it did not take a minute to cool down newly cooked, steamy food in that weather.



It is interesting that the municipality of Asipulo had thought of reviving their community newsletter and the public high schools as keen in continuing theirs. Many of the selected student-attendees live in mountain farmlands without electricity; I attribute their diligence to school work to the fact that their lives still do not revolve around the latest urban celebrity gossips, or mindless telenovellas that take up a big chunk of their time which they devote to house chores and accomplishing family tasks. Reading among students, therefore, as well as writing and being able to understand information correctly, is taken rather seriously. So unlike many youths of their age from other parts of the country.


The fourth batch of students with their adviser (seated behind), travelling from the farthest barangays of Asipulo, took all day to get to Banaue for the seminar and arrived at dinner time. Here, they still managed to listen to an overview of the sessions they missed. Right after this short session, however, the student in black (front) briefly lost consciousness due to exhaustion from the trip and the sudden Banaue chill. Mayor Andres (the resort owner) and their adviser were in command of the situation and the student was fine and participating actively the next day.


They are, however, not nescient of current events and things related to the 'now': they have cellphones because it is necessary for communications, they are aware of, and know the benefits of having a computer or television; they are knowledgeable of current music beats and do have a sense of fashion.


Teachers and advisers from three high schools in their own tête-à-tête


Their advisers, the female teachers whom their parents entrusted their children to, still bear the focus and dedication of many old school teachers I have come to know: attentive, intelligent and caring. I believe these kids are lucky to still not have to lose their teachers to some domestic work abroad.

The teachers were not only there as guardians to their students, but were active participants in the seminar, too, fielding their own questions, raising points and sharing their own experiences from other seminars.

After my segment on our last day, they wrote something on the board and instructed the students to sing along to an impromptu farewell song for us. A simple but very meaningful and warm gesture that helped ease the late afternoon parting of ways.


Members of the Asipulo local government Community
Relations group huddle during dinner break


Gabby, Janno, Satur and the rest of the hardworking guys (and girl) from the local government unit of Asipulo, thank you for listening, for the opportunity to meet more new friends and the chance to impart some thoughts on media and visual literacy, media appreciation and news values.

I always look forward to trips to Ifugao province and bring home with me lessons and stories from fellow Filipinos. This event is no exception.
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Credits and links
Venue: Banaue Ethnic Village and Pine Forest Resort, Aparanga-o, Banaue, Ifugao
Organizers: Municipality of Asipulo Community Relations Office and the United Nations Population Fund (UNFPA)
All photos by krvilla/nov.08 except where otherwise noted.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

hello, helvetica


irosa, friend of two decades plus, perpetual life-learner, Nu-yoker and fellow Pinoy élan vital follower, gave me this for Christmas, now among one of the very few but select movie discs I own. Salamat, kapatid. Sharing you my 'unboxing' pics.

I haven't gotten the chance to premiere this with the 'Weavers yet as I originally planned. Hopefully sooner-than-soon. Will let you know.

Anyhow, a member in one of my forums posted about seeing this film which I read today, and to which I left a follow-up comment, so I thought perhaps it's time to post about it here as well. It's nice to know of others who have seen the film.
. . .
The NYT has a review of the film Helvetica (one of many publications), but more than that, I'd like to borrow the accompanying photo to the article...

(Image by Plexifilm courtesy of the New York Times)


... and post a link about its [co-]creator, Max Miedinger:





helveticafilm.com

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