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Nick Joaquin: The twilight years

HAVE YOU EVER BASKED IN THE PRESENCE OF YOUR IDOL? If that idol happens to be Nick Joaquin, the creative writer, or Quijano de Manila, the journalist, have you been thrilled listening to his baritone voice or animated to sing along, almost imitating his tremolo? And when that idol becomes your friend with a similar passion for music, life turns into moments of checking out spots where music is all. Singing and dancing make the earth spin, and magic raises the curtain on Broadway.

Joaquin: In the nick of time

The country’s best writers and cultural institutions paid homage this year to the 100th anniversary of the late National Artist Nick Joaquin. Ironically, had Joaquin...

The World in the time of Nick Joaquin

Europe, the seat of everything that was grand, powerful, and prosperous, was caught in the teeth of the First World War, the year Nicomedes...

“2GO or Not 2GO”: Why sea travel to Coron is as good as it gets

By all accounts, traveling in an archipelagic country like the Philippines has always required patience, strategy, and a little creativity.  Filipinos, especially seasoned “biyaheros,” have...

Any day in one’s life

Questions and reflections in a "writing experiment" dealing with language, time, memory, birth, mortality and other human concerns. Only a writing experiment. Choose at...

No Names, Strictly Personal

I found a 1929 Graphic issue at the National Library in Manila. Reading through it, one thing immediately stood out: Some articles were without bylines.

The time outside our own

It was the 30th of July when I finally found the first-ever Graphic issue. Amid the careful sound of shuffling pages in the background that ran against the noise of my mouse clicks, I was sure that I paused for a long time admiring the cover displayed on the screen—dashes of striking red on the clothing of a Mindanao man riding a horse.

The National Artist on Rosales, Reforms and the Duterte ‘Revolution’

AT the heart of every nation is memory. And there’s no better way to be reminded of it than through the eyes and words...