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6 Reasons Why Bob Dylan is WAY Cooler Than All of You

His plethora of accomplishments encompasses multiple fields. Read on as I count the ways he nailed this master-of-all-trades thing.

October 17, 2016January 23, 2018achievements, art, artist, blood on the tracks, bob dylan, literature, music, musician, nobel prize, nobel prize winner, sculpture, tarantula, writer3 Comments

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Hi fam.👋🏼 Most of you guys know what’s been happening to me lately. I am only either tight-lipped and very private about my life, or I wear my heart on my sleeve and become a totally open book in what I share on social media. And I’m happy that I have found comfort and strength in some of you. I appreciate all of you.🙏🏼 I’ll be going on air for the first time again tonight at @chirpradio. And I am terrified. This is one of the things that excite me the most, one of the things that I absolutely love doing, and now I’m anxious and mortified about how my thoughts and emotions will be like while doing my radio show. But I also know how much important music is with our process (whatever kind of process that is). So I am taking a dive tonight and while I do my best to navigate this “new normal” (as co-DJ Moi calls it), I hope you can bear with me IF (just a big if) some teeny tiny little specks of raw feelings escape from the confines of the studio and through the airwaves.✌🏼 I love you people. I will never be okay, but I’m still here.❤️ #gratitudejournal #radiodj
Hey fam.❤️ I’m joining the fun and vibrant people of @westelmskokie in Old Orchard mall today.🌿 My #papercutart are available for purchase, including a couple of newly released items (coasters! ornaments!).😍 I’ll share more photos of my space and my new artworks. Hope you can drop by to check them out. I’ll be like a creep watching you look at couches and then direct you to my art. Just kidding! I’m here until... 5pm? I want to say until closing so let me ask the team.🙃 I’ll be here all day if I can because you guys know that @westelm is a design wonderland.💫 #chicagoartist #chicagomaker #shoplocal #westelmlocal
Sometimes I don’t know what to tell my big brother whenever I miss him. It’s his birthday in a few minutes — same birthday as his son Allen Kurt.🎈This didn’t come to mind because I was trying to finish a new collection of art pieces for the past week. But my mind kept wandering today and I couldn’t explain why I kept thinking about him to the verge of crying (and I work with paper art so that’s not good 😅). A few minutes later my mama sent me a message reminding me about his birthday (it is already November 15 in the Philippines). That’s probably why. I kept holding this locket with his ashes and I still don’t know what to say. All I know is I miss him so bad and I wish I took care of him more or better, and I wish I was a better sister who was there more often even if he always bullied me. I still want him to be here with us. It’s so hard and I am still physically and emotionally and mentally incapable of a lot of things that I used to be/do. But I am very grateful to the friends who allowed, even encouraged, me to take my time. It has been rough, from being ill for weeks which never happened to me, to having a shaky phase in my marriage, to a lot of nasty breakdowns. It will never be okay. But I will keep trying to manage and be stronger so I can be there for the rest of my loved ones and live my life fully in my kuya’s honor. And yes fam, I’m still here.🤗 I am not okay BUT I’m still here.❤️
09•27•19 — a birthday that’s a little bit different. No, A LOT different. This month has been the toughest and roughest.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Where have I been?⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I urgently flew back to the Philippines to help watch over my sick brother. We caught his cancer at the late stages. His condition was rare. He was not even a candidate for surgery or transplant. He had no vices. It was a complex case caused by an overwhelming mix of factors. We fought so hard until the end. HE fought so hard until the end. He was so strong through it all, through all the pain and suffering. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Sometimes, people thought that he was giving up because of his words and reactions. But he was just giving up from the pain — not life. I saw him fight for it with my own eyes. When he understood why he needed all the medications, treatments, and apparatus, he eagerly asked for the next steps and how to improve so he can get away from being a prisoner in his own body. He was strong and brave, no matter how scared he also was.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I will always hold those “miracle mornings” with him (and my husband) in the hospital close to my heart. I’d recall stories from our childhood and we would do simple exercises while he’s bedridden. He’d write random things like “diogent” or “second pulmonary” because he might have heard it from the nurses and thought it corresponded to something that he wanted at the moment.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I miss him so much everyday. And I will forever live with the fact that I am the sibling who survived. Why me? More people need my kuya. I know it’s just survivor’s guilt talking, yet you can’t help but wish that he is still around. That’s how amazing he is. People want him around. His wake was filled with too much people that any wake could handle. SO MANY PEOPLE AND SO MANY STORIES AND SO MANY TEARS.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I told my husband this morning that since it’s still unbelievable to me, why can’t I just NOT believe it? Can’t I continue thinking and feeling and believing that he’s still around? People cope and move on in different ways, and I respect that. I choose not to move on, but to continue living with the belief that he is still with me, with us. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Dito ka lang kuya. I love you. Tayo lang.❤️

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