Sunday, September 26, 2010

Sa Cauayan


Permanent pigment ink on 9"x12" Bristol Board.


In the island of Negros, where I was born, there is a town in the province of Negros Occidental, called Cauayan or Kawayan. The name means two different things depending on the accent. Ca-ua-yan means Bamboo while Caua-yan' means Bamboo grove. The town used to be filled with bamboo groves. I don't know if it is still covered with bamboo groves.

This is a drawing I made for Illustration Friday's acrobat theme but I just finished it yesterday.

When we were children, we played a lot of games inside and outside our homes. We also observed the things that happened in the neighborhood. We knew everyone in our neighborhood, from grandparents to grandchildren. We hardly watched television, first of all because my family did not own a television set until I was in high school. By then, we did not care much for it. So as a kid, we watched television only on Saturdays at five in the afternoon at our friend's house. We had to study during the weekdays. In the summer, we attended catechism classes and advanced English classes or creative writing classes just for fun. We also had yo-yo tournaments. The rest of the time, to entertain ourselves, we read inside our house and under the shade, we caught dragonflies, grasshoppers and beetles; we had spider fighting tournaments; we played with rubber bands, marbles and cowries. We ate fruits, we ran around and sometimes we fought. We climbed trees, a lot of trees; we gathered seashells, we rode on the firewood cart.

The firewood cart (oh I need to draw that) was a wooden cart stacked with firewood and fagots several layers high and pulled by a carabao. Sometimes it was a push cart. The neighborhood's firewood man was Tio Diego Tigulang (Diego the Old man) not Tio Diego Libat (Diego the Cross-eyed man).

Below, is a drawing I did on my Moleskine pocket notebook with a ballpoint pen. You may read the story here. It was the time I confronted Junior, The Bully. Notice the bamboo groves in the background. My younger sister is holding a fried plantain banana, the same type the little boy on the top drawing is doing (third from left, sitting on the rock).


Ballpoint pen on Moleskine 9"x12" notebook centerfold.

15 comments:

martinealison said...

Forêt de bambous magique certainement... j'aime sur votre premier dessin la manière que votre arbre colossal danse ou swing... certainement au son des chants... Bisous

Vanessa Brantley Newton said...

This is MAGNIFICENT!!!!!! Truly Ces!!!! You are just on a fabulous roll with all this great energy!! I love it.
Thanks so much for your encouraging words my sistergirl. I so appreciate it. Tori Spelling is so nice and very funny. It was great having my family come out and support. It meant the world to meet.
I could feel your love and I am soooooooo very sorry that I missed you waving! It wasn't because I was so busy either. Borders said that they wanted to concentrate on the real star of the book signing Tori Spelling and her best friend. It was said that people really wanted to meet her and that they don't give a whole lot of billing to the illustrator. Well I will tell you that it didn't sit well with a bunch of people that came to the signing.
My sisters Coy's former Supervisor came to the signing looking for me and missed us by seconds. The Borders sales clerk told him, "Tori Spellings line starts here. If you will just get into line she will sign your book for you." He told the guy," I didn't come to see Tori Spelling I came to see Vanessa Brantley-Newton the illustrator." He told us you should have seen the look on the sales clerks face. That started a bunch of people asking, "Where is the illustrator???" I felt bad that I wasn't there. May next time.
Most of all Ces, I appreciate YOUR support. This meant more than any old table. I love you so much girly.
V

Loni Edwards said...

Wow! Ces, this is fantastic! I am in awe! If only my moleskine looked have as cool as yours. I am really awestruck at your talent. You are an inspiration. Your penmanship and details are so refined. I love your stories with your art. Very interesting and fun to look at! Have a great weekend! Loni

Gayle Pritchard said...

I loved your drawings, and especially loved, this time, reading a bit more about where your inspiration comes from. Fabulous!

Vanessa Brantley Newton said...

Dearest Sistergirl and Blogger Buddy of Mine.
I felt every word and your thoughts are safe with me. I totally understand and you my dear will always have my support in whatever you choose to do. I ain't going no where. I love you to much.
I will write soon.
Love you much!
Tsup!

Tessa said...

I could read your stories all day, every day, forever and ever until ever isn't anymore. As for your journal drawings, your paintings..well, 'nuff said. Too, too wonderful Cesoak. xx

Bella Sinclair said...

Whuh...when...wha......huh??? When did you post this????? Oooooh, you are stealth. You are a stealth poster. You need to have a government license.

I love yo yos and old fashioned toys. I love your drawing. The one with all the little kids happily playing -- it makes me SMILE every time I see it It makes me feel like a kid again!

Good morning! I need some morning grinding. Oh, how silly of me. I'm more of an instant gratification girl.

TSUP!

Anne Huskey-Lockard said...

Yes Bella,she IS stealth....I just found this and have been roving about blogs since this morning.
CES!
Take off your Ninja Stealh Clothes, okay???
Love the story and all the drawings,and the header, after the party...I am smiling a lot!

TSUP!!!♥
Anne...so not Ninja.....

Deborah said...

Where in the world have I been????? How did I miss all of this glory??? First, I have only gazed upon the new header and I am already giddy with delight!!! JoY JoY JoY!!! Now I must read this post. **kisskiss**

Deborah said...

OMGoodness OMGoodness OMGoodness, these are wonderful...reading in the trees, yoyos, games. Reminds me of my own childhood back East, but no bamboo. It was a different world then, even in the U.S. OOops, I am OLDER then you. It was WAY different! We did not watch much TV either...too many forests to explore and creeks to cross. I love your stories. I love your childhood. Oh. And I love you.
**blows kisses** Deb

buckram and bembo said...

can you have this drawing in color?

Amalia K said...

You are such a brilliant story teller, Ces. I always read your 'childhood' posts, imagining that I'm reading a book instead. Beautiful images, as always...

By the way, a little butterfly was wondering if you could take a little peek into my blog... just for a second. :)

oxx

Ces said...

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Ces said...

No, Inday. It is a pen drawing.

Postcards from Wildwood said...

Hi Ces,
I'm over here catching up on the last few days. My! You are prolific! I'm loving your bamboo series, not only the beautiful, beautiful drawings but also the stories that go with them.
Your description of youth and childhood without TV sounds very healthy to me, and I wish we had something approaching that way of life in this here house. It seems my boys are unable to be in the sitting room without the TV tuned to some endless repeats of the same old programmes... Sigh....