Art heals. Tired, torn spirits, and weary souls seeking reason for our very existence haunt us every once in awhile, even for the most accomplished professionals. There is one world unforeseen, where we find solace and peace, where we can rewrite our stories, revisit the past, make amends and move forward to the future. The dictates of our imagination is boundless, as far as human experience can take us through many stumbles. After all, life is like a blank canvas, all white is rendered more meaningful after a chiaroscuro of dark shades and colors are applied.
When the judicial yardstick rears its ugly head, and Lady Justice is kept blinded by the evil forces of politics and power, I shall not back down 'till the last of angel's army has fallen, I shall fear no man nor evil. After serving the second highest court of the Philippines, I went into criminal litigation, witnessed real life demons, corruption and injustices that inspired dark colors in my early paintings.
Passion for knowledge and learning must be shared to the next generation to lead them to a way of greatness. Each child has a gift that needs to be harnessed, a caring hand that will show the gates to the future. My mission is to give a chance to the least privileged child, no matter how remote. the location may be.
For the next-gen artists and hardworking adults, I’d like to provide guidance on how to navigate the secrets of financial success, thus, I am dedicating my book ABCs of Investing For Gen XYZ as a roadmap to achieve wealth, joy and satisfaction from one's fruits of labor.
Art is not only visual, art is rendered from the heart to the canvas, with feelings of love, passion, gratitude, sometimes grief, at times heartbreaking, but often times comforting.
Poets Laureate, come share your passion in art and poetry!
A sonnet is fourteen line poem in an iambic pentameter with a regular rhyme scheme, which can be indicated by a series of letters wherein the same letters refer to specific rhyming sounds. An Elizabethan or Shakespearean sonnet rhymes: abab cdcd efef gg.
An Italian or Petrarchan sonnet rhymes: abba abba cdecde
(or any variation of the last three rhymes).
Iambic pentameter is a meter in poetry. It refers to a line consisting of five iambic feet. The word "pentameter" simply means that there are five feet in the line; iambic pentameter is a line comprising five iambs. The term originally applied to the quantitative meter of Classical Greek poetry, in which an iamb consisted of a short syllable followed by a long syllable. The term was adopted to describe the equivalent meter in English accentual-syllabic verse, where an iamb refers to an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable. Iambic rhythms come relatively naturally in English. Iambic pentameter is among the most common metrical forms in English poetry: it is used in many of the major English poetic forms, including blank verse, the heroic couplet, and some of the traditional rhymed stanza forms.
©by Carol Tanjutco
Silent as a grave.
It does not exist
as his mind resists
what he thought was brave.
A moment of rage,
can’t cease or desist
plagued passion persists
No one knew but him,
so he thought, until...
muffled voice whispers
echoed in his dream
her eyes haunt him still
doomed to die in fear!
©by Carol Tanjutco
It’s 3:00 a.m., the hour of death.
Felons of the hour that past stalked,
the spirits chanting in distress,
poor victims silenced, cold and choked.
Her body lay still, begging for answer.
Why does it have to be Mother?
Like I could hear her lullabye …
one more time, please, then say goodbye
Pray. Amen to God’s will and wrath
but the ax of judgment is mine to cast.
No rhyme nor reason can possibly match
the angst and agony I have amassed.
Deep inside I hear howling winds of fear.
Grip of terror prevailed, in pain she wailed.
Forsaken by heavens, she could not bear.
Deadened by roaring rains, her cries unheard.
The rest of the world sleeps unsuspecting
woman in torment dying helplessly.
Where were we whom she loved, raised and nurtured?
Where were we when she was beaten, tortured?
Overwhelmed with grief, the Angel of Death
transgressed, let me fathom life’s mystery.
I shall never be in this tragedy.
God help me, divine justice is my plea.
©by Carol Tanjutco
Slighted, blighted, marred, scarred, beaten
I pick my tail that has fallen
carried my cubs and walked away
tucked them safe from fears that allay.
The healing starts. Contemplation
of infallible plan of action.
In the silence of this holy hour
Reasons run dry. I must devour.
The stealth and stillness of the night
slowly consumes the fire inside.
Blasphemy made a daring stunt
crushing my vulnerable heart.
The chance is now, one paw a time
veering verily, vengeance is mine!
©by Carol Tanjutco
The night is young, been waiting, still hoping
to hear my lover’s ring, my heart’s bleeding.
So many times I ask myself, why? How
these things had turned my dream into nightmare.
‘Twas just yesterday we’re teeming with glee,
happy hearts beaming with light, hope and joy.
Prayerfully counting the days to wed,
two souls vowed as one ‘till life after death.
Then, out of nowhere, turbulent sand storm
struck, vanished all the love and heart’s treasures.
The sands of time had ran out forever
breathless beings’ prayer in vain, lifeless.
Didn’t we ask blessings from mother’s grave?
What went wrong? Woman in love, easy prey!
The best challenge of an artist painting self-portrait is from a mirror.
A quick painting demo using palette knife and brush, oil on canvas. Details of morning dew were added after paint dried for a couple of days.
One Love (Asian Lily) 24”x18”
Carol Tanjutco 2020
En plein air in springtime at Roosevelt Island
Summer at the Lavender by the Bay, East Marion, NY, a gem of discovery similar to lavender fields at South of France💜
Lavender Dreams Series 16" x 20"
Carol Tanjutco 2020
Fall for the Arts annual mural project at Roosevelt Island. Our 2020 theme is about Civil Rights and Social Justice. In this mural is Rosa Parks taken on Nov. 30, 1955 when she refused ti sit at the back if the bus for segregation of colored people. It resulted in the Montgomery Bus Boycott, a peaceful protest by all Negroes as Rosa’s case went up the US SC and that ended bus segregation. MLK used this time-tested midel for peaceful protest.
EEC co-sponsored Simbang Gabi sa Konsulado in December 2020 starting off with Parol Lighting and Carol Tanjutco’s Message of Unity, followed by blessings of Fr. Julian Jagudilla OFM. Featuring message of Vatican’s Papal Nuncio Archbishop Gabriele Caccia celebrating 500 years of Christianity in the Philippines.
Returning to Talipanan Mangyan School, in Oriental MIndoro, Philippines, children in Grades 4,5 and 6 were able to participate in the art classes, painting rocks and next-day mural painting of their school, a gentle reminder each morning that the sun is shining bright!
Eagle Eye Charities Inc awarded by consul Tanya Ramiro for the design created by Carol Tanjutco in the Parol making Competition. On the night of Simbang Gabi 2019, Carol read a message of Love...
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