Plates. :|
I miss working on plates late at night.
I miss shopping for materials.
I miss going to hardware stores looking for the perfect socket for my lamp,
Or going to Quiapo to buy that rare Lucky black and white film.
I miss sleeping on my plaster-coated styro prototype of a compact powder,
Or dozing off on my keyboard when the Blender 3D commands literally start blending.
I miss walking under the rain while I carry a 15x20 Bainbridge specialty board,
And the large paper bag that doesn’t last a day for getting wet.
I miss the kalyos I get when I weave wire around a scrap metal sculpture,
And the bruises from cutting and shaping tin sheet.
I miss the many textures and delicious colors of paper on my popup book,
Or the smell of super glue drying on my miniature chair.
I miss the rolls of tracing paper and cartolina for perspective drawing,
And the long rulers and the tech pens for final lines.
I miss,
I miss,
I miss the plates. :|
