Ignorance, Greed, Hypocrisy and the Irony of Longevity

Ignorance, Greed, Hypocrisy and The Irony of Longevity. Pen and Ink on 14"x17" Paris Paper.
Series: The Plight of the Rhino, Number 2

RHINOS HAVE NO VOICES

Wise Ones: So let us unite in our belief and pursuit of longevity. That which enables us to achieve such by ingesting powdered rhino horns. We shall consume vast amounts so that we may empower ourselves with the virtue. Yes, we shall hunt and kill, maim and torture the rhino in Africa, Java, Sumatra and Indonesia for we have already rendered it extinct in Vietnam. So what if the rhino becomes extinct? It is part of the cycle of life and we have the means to pay the ignorant hungry guardians of such beasts; to satiate our greed for longevity beyond and above all means.

Rhino horns grow back, don't they? They will grow back after we hack off their faces, just like humans when their faces and skulls are hacked and scalped."

What do you mean they don't grow back? You mean, they die?

Remember reading in history how the people burned women at the stake because they were accused of witchcraft? People were scared of the power of those women so they burned them alive. That lasted awhile. Who was it among the wise and brave ones who wanted to rid society of witches who said "You know, if we burned every witch, we might run out of women."

BECAUSE THEY ARE BEING SILENCED FOREVER!

The descendant of every man and woman who ingests rhino horn should wear these images of killed and maimed rhinos as their medallions. The hope for a renaissance lies in the strength and ability of humans to eradicate ignorance and superstition; to rise above greed and selfishness; that we lead a life cognizant of the welfare of every living matter. We must protect those whose welfare and well being have been entrusted to us in the circle of life. The idea of living well has nothing to do with being well off. Avoid buying products from nations and people who rape and pillage the earth. They may sell cheap stuff, that is because they have no regard for the production of merchandise, even their own people are abused through inhumane labor practices. 

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It's Friday and I feel like a kid...

2/28/2014. It's Friday night and I feel like a kid, so excited because I can stay up, not go to sleep and do whatever I feel like doing. Of course at my age I cannot tolerate these late nights any longer, so I cheated a little bit by taking a 3-hour nap after I came home from work. Such simple joys, really. It delights me that my work week is over and I am not on call this weekend. I look forward to a quiet and relaxing weekend. I am drawing. It is 3 AM. Everyone is asleep and now I am so sleepy.

My husband and I were awakened by our daughter at 6:30 AM, Saturday. She was dressed and ready to go to a UIL. This took me by surprise. She did not mention this to me. "It's only a UIL, Mom, no big deal." She will be gone most of the day. I wake up, brew coffee, say goodbye to her and wish her luck. Now I can't go back to sleep because I am awake. I start drawing. I drink coffee and immediately feel good as I savor it's taste. I smile as I remember that coffee commercial with Johan. I brewed a pot of Gevalia Kosta Rican Roast. My mind does a sudden somersault and ride of ideas and thoughts related to coffee beans, it's production, the coffee trade, Hawaii, that store in Central Market selling Batangas gas coffee beans when I was a little girl, my mother, my father, my family, my sisters, my brothers, especially  etc.etc,etc...

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The Flight Of The Rhino

Lullaby Of The Rhino. Pen and ink on 14"x17" Paris paper.

Series: The Plight of the Rhino, Number 1

First in a series "The Flight Of The Rhino" - A personal project of pen and ink drawings depicting the plight of the rhino from poaching fueled by the insatiable and selfish demands of Chinese Traditional Medicine. Chinese Traditional Medicine is not medicine but mass murder, destruction and extinction of magnificent wild beasts of Africa and elsewhere around the world (pangolin, elk, shark, bear, lion, etc.). Chinese Traditional Medicine is not confined in China but spread throughout the world; Vietnam, The Philippines, Thailand, Malaysia, Taiwan, Europe, Australia, U.S.A and wherever there are ignorant human beings desperate for relief of their personal misery without regard for the environment and fate of species. Rhinos are killed by poachers for their horns, believed to be a miracle cure-all. Rhino horn is not medicine, it is made of keratin, the same material found in human toenails. Please share.

Please read Jane Goodall's report on China's pillaging of Africa's natural resources without regard for the environment: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2562001/China-pillaging-Africa-raw-materials-like-old-colonialists-says-chimp-expert-Jane-Goodall.html

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Jane Goodall: China Is Pillaging Africa, Cares Little For The Environment

From a the series "Requiem to the Rhino"

China is a wrecking ball, it is pillaging Africa and the world's natural resources, decimating animals into extinction. Please read this article: Jane Goodall - China is pillaging Africa

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I Think I Will Begin Again

Such harmful superstitions, hypocritical at best to claim and desire longevity and in the process of achieving such, be reckless and cruel to the point of extinction of species and destruction of others. It does not make any sense, but then again, humans were always selfish and cruel, concerned only of their own survival as a culture, a country, a political entity, a group, a religion, a community, an individual. What kinds of gods and spirits do these people worship? They kill and maim so they can live. You have already ceased to live. You merely exist.

I think...

I don't seek and expect great philosophical discussions here in the blogs, most of all in the hyperactive, attention-deficit, world of social media. I am averse to "Share" and "Like" buttons and I am repulsed by the verb "Friend". 

Now and then a gem of a reaction comment sends me into deep introspection or agitation. It has been a habit of mine for a very long time now, to write everyday, in any form. This blog was once an active part of my introspective process. After several years of blogging, I have met many memorable and unforgettable personalities. I have also met forgettable ones. 

The other day I was reading the log files of my computer's "restore" process. Rows after rows, I saw the names of beloved and dearest friends Rene Khan and Tessa Edwards. Wow. Thank you for the memories. 

I will begin.

Again.

I made a mistake. I got caught up in meeting deadlines and expectations so I can publish a finished drawing or painting or contribute to a group. It was never my purpose to do such thing. I don't have deadlines, I don't have expectations. Let me remind myself again that I draw and paint because I can't help it, that I love it and if I end up drawing a lizard or the Sasquatch when I think of a person, that is just fine and dandy. Retrospection. That's fine too but these images in my head are making me dizzy.

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What I Fear

Drawing, painting or coloring everyday, one soon finds oneself with many pictures. The greatest enjoyment for me is the act of  "doing". Sometimes, before I am done, I start a new one, just in case the idea escapes my mind. In fact for this project, I have already made rough sketches for 5 drawings and inking in different stages. When I am done with a drawing, I immediately move on to the next. I am drawing a series. When  one does a series, there is usually a theme, something that holds together the individual pieces. When I look at the finished drawings and the new sketches, I sense a sort of apprehension  as I ask myself, "does this drawing look the same as the other?", "is it kitsch?", " most of all, "is it relevant?"

I hope people will feel great discomfort if not ill at ease with this series. I do.

Did you celebrate Valentine's Day? My husband and I had to work on Friday, so after a pre-Valentine's Thursday bouquet (he said he was avoiding the crowds), we spent Saturday together, doing ordinary things, running errands and talking about the solar system, the milky way, the cosmos, universe, earth, sun and moon, stars, God, atheism, religion... all because I told him I read an article where 1 in 4 Americans does not know that the earth revolves around the sun!

On a separate note, my hard drive crashed yesterday. I am restoring the backed up files... So far the count is 39,465 out of  535,441 files. This is going to take days, perhaps more than a week. While my professional job involves computers and computer programs, I only blog with my personal computer. I tried blogging with my phone and even a tablet as I did with this post. My brain revolts

The joy of being quirky.

I am using color!

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So, The Elephant And The Rhino

It was a cold day.

A very cold day.

I put on a black turtleneck,

black corduroy pants,

white socks,

slipped in a pair of burgundy mules.

and went to work.

My feet were cold

so I put on a pair of black riding boots.

I was still cold

so I put on a merino wool sweater over my turtleneck.

During the day, it got colder,

so I put on an orange hoodie over my merino wool sweater

and put on sweatpants over my corduroy pants.

I put on a pair of thick red socks

but my feet won't fit in my mules or riding boots

so I wore a pair of black and red Nike slippers.

I continued working.

The air was cold and my ankles were cold

so I put on a pair of Harley Davidson motorcycle boots.

Later The Viking saw me and asked if I was cold.

I said "yes"

so he raised the thermostat temperature.

I was hot

so I peeled off the layers of clothes I had on.

I drank coffee.

I finished work and logged off.

I was cold

so I decided to go to bed

and covered myself with a soft furry blanket.

It was sooooooo soft and warm.

I stared at the ceiling. It was only seven PM

so I drew...

I fell asleep while drawing 

and I made errant scratch marks.

so I covered the entire foreground with grass.

So boring.

The Elephant And The Rhino. Pen and Ink on 14"x17" Paris Paper.

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Prehistoric

White Rhinoceros. Pen and Ink on 14"x17" Paris Paper.

I was so delighted to finally find a pen, ink and paper combination that makes me feel as if I am drawing with charcoal or pencil. It is an expensive and tedious combination but quite satisfying. However, while I am excited to talk about drawing, my mind is heavy with the thought that the cruel murders of these descendants of prehistoric animals continue today to meet the insatiable desire for rhino horn, through ignorant medicine and superstitious beliefs. I pray to God that such people will one day wake up and believe that cockroaches  have the same power if not more and also realize that cockroaches are a source of protein. (Cockroach Farming)

Curse be unto nations and people
who selfishly slaughter and maim
majestic animals
tendered to their care.
Woe to the guardians chosen by God
to protect them
but instead deliver them as bounties.
Anyone who thinks that the rhino horn
will cure their cancer and other ailments
are fools who hasten not only the demise
of the rhinos but theirs.
One cannot choose to live
through the death of another.
Of king or man who uses its horn
as drinking cup
they ingest the elixir of death
borne though generations of their children's children.
The horn will not lead you to heaven.
Curse be to the selfish cruel being
that is human who scalps a rhino
Death and destruction
is your only legacy.
Murderer of humanity.
Go to hell!

Excerpts from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_rhinoceros

Illegal poaching for the international rhino horn trade is the main and most detrimental threat.^[2] The killing of these animals is not unique to modern day society. The Chinese have maintained reliable documents of these happenings dating back to 1200 B.C.^[59] The ancient Chinese often hunted rhino horn for the making of wine cups as well as the rhino's skin to manufacture imperial crowns and belts and armor for soldiers.^[59] A major market for rhino horn has historically been in the Middle East nations to make ornately carved handles for ceremonial daggers called jambiyas. Demand for these exploded in the 1970s causing the black rhinoceros population to decline 96% between 1970 and 1992. The horn is also used in traditional Chinese medicine, and is said by herbalists to be able to revive comatose patients, facilitate exorcisms and various methods of detoxification,^[59] cure fevers, and aid male sexual stamina and fertility.^[60] It is also hunted for the superstitious belief that the horns allow direct access to heaven due to their unique location and hollow nature.^[59]The purported effectiveness of the use of rhino horn in treating any illness has not been confirmed or even suggested by medical science. In June 2007, the first-ever documented case of the medicinal sale of black rhino horn in the United States (confirmed by genetic testing of the confiscated horn) occurred at a traditional Chinese medicine supply store in Portland, Oregon's Chinatown.^[60] With rhino horn selling for nearly US$30,000 per pound, it has been argued that legalization of trade would allow horn from captive-bred rhinos to reduce the price and thus the incentive for poaching. However, most doubt that this would be successful in reducing the number of rhinos killed.^[61]

• Southern black rhinoceros or Cape rhinoceros (D. b. bicornis) – Extinct. Excessive hunting and habitat destruction around 1850.^[13]
• North-eastern black rhinoceros (D. b. brucii) – Extinct. Relict populations in northern Somalia vanished during the early 20th century.
• Chobe black rhinoceros (D. b. chobiensis) – Nearly extinct, possibly only one surviving specimen in Botswana.^[12]
• Uganda black rhinoceros (D. b. ladoensis) – Black rhinos are considered extinct across most of this area and its conservational status is unclear. Probably surviving in Kenyan reserves.
• Western black rhinoceros (D. b. longipes) – Extinct. Once lived in South Sudan, northernCentral African Republic, southern Chad, northern Cameroon, northeastern Nigeria and south-eastern Niger. The range possibly stretched west to the Niger River in western Niger, though this is unconfirmed. The evidence from Liberia and Burkina Faso mainly rests upon the existence of indigenous names for the rhinoceros.^[4] A far greater former range in West Africaas proposed earlier^[14] is doubted by a 2004 study.^[4] The last known wild specimens lived in northern Cameroon. In 2006 an intensive survey across its putative range in Cameroon failed to locate any, leading to fears that it was extinct in the wild.^[6][15] On November 10, 2011 theIUCN declared the western black rhinoceros extinct.^[6]
• Eastern black rhinoceros (D. b. michaeli) – Had a historical distribution from South Sudan,Ethiopia, down through Kenya into north-central Tanzania. Today, its range is limited primarily to Tanzania.
• South-central black rhinoceros (D. b. minor) – Most widely distributed subspecies, characterised by a compact body, proportionally large head and prominent skin-folds. Ranged from north-eastern South Africa (KwaZulu-Natal) to northeastern Tanzania and southeastern Kenya. Preserved in reserves throughout most of its former range but probably extinct in eastern Angola, southern Democratic Republic of Congo and possibly Moçambique. Extinct but reintroduced in Malawi, Botswana, and Zambia.
• South-western black rhinoceros (D. b. occidentalis) – A small subspecies, adapted to survival in desert and semi-desert conditions. Originally distributed in north-western Namibia and southwestern Angola, today restricted to wildlife reserves in Namibia with sporadic sightings in Angola. These populations are often erroneously referred to D. b. bicornis or D. b. minor but represent a subspecies in their own right.^[12]

SAVE THE RHINO

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Step By Step, Little By Little and Love

I found a pen, ink and paper combination 

that feels like drawing with pencil. 

So smooth, 

so airy, 

just like feather. 

This is part of a drawing I started today for IF's "Prehistoric". 

Yeah, baby! 

I want to talk about love, 

but then I will find myself rambling.

Love is overwhelming,

as overwhelming as the fullness I feel in my heart as if my chest will explode,

or the lump in my throat that makes it hard to breathe.

I am in love.

Wonder what my oxygen saturation will be if one measured it while I find it hard to breathe,

but then again,

I take a deep breath to relieve the fullness of my chest,

so it evens the oxygen level and gets rid of the carbon dioxide.

Today is my eldest sister's birthday.

That makes me very happy.

I love my sister very much.

Today is my father's thirteenth year death anniversary.

Two days from now,

will be my sister Leah's third year death anniversary.

The latter two makes me sad.

Such is life.

I love my family very much.

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Forgotten Series

I realize I cannot draw serial projects anymore. Three or four is the most I can do. I easily get bored with a subject matter. This was a series I started late last year in 2013. 2013 was the year I was least productive in terms of drawing. I did one oil painting and then deleted it with a layer of paint. I did not share all of the drawings in this series I called "Forest." My original goal was to create a project for my Behance profile. These are 8"x10" sized illustrations on 11"x14" Bristol Boards. I have yet to post this. Here is "Forest":

A Million Lights, A Flicker of Hope

Allocthonous

Forest

The Wise One

Night Flight

Understorey

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Esperanza

Esperanza. Pen and ink on 14"x17" Bristol Board. I did this drawing for my younger sister Lynette, who is the youngest in our family. I drew yellow bells, also known as Esperanza which was our mother's name.

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