Via suffers from the disease of a visual hallucination; unable to distinguish the difference between the reality and hallucination whenever she was on its period. On the positive side, she was able to perform artistic talent on the stage and created a number of masterpieces based on what she sees in her hallucination period. Struggling with her disease, she became an ambitious painter since her childhood, has developed an extreme obsession with her talent in creating lifelike paintings as her only source of recovery. She had won numerous art competitions in various places enough to land her on a list of respected artists in her country of origin and popularity among her peers. However, this was not supported by her parents who lacked the proper knowledge in mental illness. She had been socially isolated for the twenty years of her life, as commanded by her helicopter parents. Determined to escape from the forced solitude and to treat her disease, she joined a prestigious art competition to achieve financial and emotional independence.
View MoreShe carefully placed the diary back in her friend's bag and zipped the zippers. A few seconds next, Erika finally entered the classroom again. She bought four packs of Bread Pan of different flavors and an empty tetra pack of orange juice. Via was about to feel the excitement that there is someone again to talk to and then, she remembered she had read her friend's diary. "What did you do the whole time? Did you sit there in silence?" Erika asked as she sat on her armchair. "I think you know me well." Via wanted to express her feelings yet was afraid that it would tarnish her image. "I took a long time because I met Angela halfway. We almost talked behind your back." Erika laughed as she made the joke. However, Via was not happy about it. Via faked a smile towards the statement as her response. It did not bring any suspicion to her friend. A second of silence passed; both of them felt it too awkward. "By the way, my family and I are going to move to a
They were still at the library when Erika disturbed the focus of her friend. "Do you have any watch?" Via had regained her sense of the present time. Still, she continued her observation on the works of Angela. "What for?" "I want to know if it is recess time already," Erika answered. "I'm sure there is one here in the library," Via responded with no interest in her tone of voice. Erika observed her surroundings while she remained seated beside Via; she failed to see any clock hanged on the wall. "Are you done reading?" Erika asked, "I think you can still borrow it and return it on the recognition date since you are one of the awardees. I mean, if you lost your copy."
March of 2007 came, the students had finished all their required discussions and their final examinations. The summer vacation after their ten-month school year was to start tomorrow. On the last day of classes, the teachers announced the date of the recognition program and the academic achievers in the morning. The recognition program is celebrated annually at their school to recognize those who have performed excellently in their academics; the date is usually set two weeks after the official last day of their classes. The academic achievers would climb the stage as their educators announced their achievements. The student would get one medal for each of their achievement. In their school, academic achievers were anyone who passed the excellence mark in their grades, unranked as compared to other schools. Within the concept of the excellence award, there are separate awards like Best in Science, Best in English, Best in Best in Mathematics, Best
The motivation within herself had increased, the annoyance towards her parents grew up. She wanted to make a statement, one that would prove herself capable of talent and intelligence. She went to exit through the side door in the carport to prevent being noticed by her parents. After a short while, both of her parents had entered the house. Her father had gone to the master's bedroom while her mother stayed in the living room. "Via, get here. I will tell you something." Her mother said while she sat on the couch. Via heard the statement. She stayed still and quiet at the carport to avoid her mother's presence. When she noticed her mother took steps further from where she hid, she quickly and silently rushed to the gate. She did not attempt to pass through it yet. A few minutes next, both of her parents began to have words indistinct to her. It was this time that her parents discovered that she was missing. She quickly climbed through the gate but failed to pass thro
The Folio Vision Hyperrealism Competition was the National Art Competition started by the Folio Vision Museum. They hold competition annually since 1999, where ten artists of hyperrealistic paintings will compete against each other. The entry to this competition was too competitive and had a small percentage of successful admission. The museum chooses ten participants out of the average number of hundreds of people nationwide who submitted their audition applications. The participants needed to have a long history of winnings from their local art competitions and apply a hyperrealistic painting on canvas in size of fifty by fifty inches. There is no age requirement, only a fee of fifty thousand Philippine pesos for the entrance. There will be invitations for some known artists to join the competition though that does not exclude them from the required entrance fee payment. The entrance fee may be expensive for an average citizen where she lives. However, the winning prize would be a
She had difficulty using the floor mop to clear the spilled paints off the ground because some areas had already dried up. She went outside the room and found the entire house unlighted. She turned on the light switches as she passed through the hallway and went to the laundry area to get some cleaning products, changed the water on the bucket, and put a small quantity of the cleaning powder. She went back to her room and mopped the areas where the paint spilled onto and noticed some areas that need repeated cleaning numerous times. Amid her cleaning, she screamed of pain again in silence as the gut-wrenching migraine attacked her again. It made her take a break from the cleaning for a short while and went to the storage area where they typically place the emergency medicines. It was unfortunate to find none for a pain reliever; she only found tablets for the common cold and cough. She closed the storage cabinet and decided to treat her present ill
Via could not prevent herself from the vivid recollection of her childhood in her dreams. When she opened her eyes, she knew that she chose to sleep in the living room only to have found that she has entered into one of her masterpieces; she had found herself to be on a field of grasses with numerous flowers. As she rose, she recognized the flowers she had recently painted - the Sampaguita, the Santan, the roses, the Gumamela, the Chrysanthemum, the Daisies, and the Tulips of various pigments from white to pink to red. She observed her surroundings for the second time to have an assurance of her thought - she had seen the similar two partnered mountains and the flowing river with the harsh sounds of the waves. The glowing sunlight that brought an intolerable amount of humidity onto her skin caused her to wake up from her sleep and physical weakness in her wake time. She examined the new place. It was an environment of green nature, the two partnered mountains from afar cover
The next day, Via attended her school. During the subject time, Erika informed her on what school works they did yesterday, gave her the handout papers intended for her since, in their school, nobody took down notes; each of them gets a handout about the discussion. Erika informed Via about the lessons yesterday for her friend never had to miss the academics. Since Via did not request her friend for such action, this bored her to death. Via spent her recess time with Erika. They both agreed to spend their free time at the library and sat with Angela and her group of friends. Via was silent most of the time as Erika shared the circumstances that happened yesterday. Erika talked with Angela and her group of friends regarding the latest episode of Angelic Ray that was aired yesterday on television. Everyone in the group talked about the anime series except for Via. A few seconds later into the topic, Erika noticed that her closest friend had been speechless the whole time and j
Within the four walls of her bedroom, she wished to make new sketches with her art materials. Such a feeling of eagerness quickly faded. The mood for sleep, the intense and horrific emotions within her heart came. She made sure to lock the doorknob of her bedroom and placed the heavy chair after the door. She walked to her bed, laid her weary body down, and stayed quiet as much as she could in fear that her impostor would enter her room and decide to do a crime on her, any crime that is possible at the moment. A total of ten minutes have passed inside; boredom began to strike. Via now wanted to turn on the television inside her room to watch some cartoon shows. The noise that it might produce prevented her so. She was not in a good mood to read either a magazine or a comic book. Soon the heat became intolerable for her. She felt an excessive amount of sweat on her skin. Such appalling heat conditions evoked her to turn on the air conditioner. When she walked back to her bed,
As Via gently strokes her paintbrush on her canvas with ease, she can feel the serenity of blue, the renewal and growth of the life of green, the orange's prosperity and passion, and the merriment and excitement of pink. Creating a painting of quite a calm blue atmosphere with a fresh mint green field underneath and rich blossom on a bright-colored illustration gives soothing resiliency to her mental tension. On the thick-sized canvas made of cotton, she painted the skies in a pale shade of blue, clouds in unpigmented color, two partnered mountains of the same size in various shades of brown, tall and bushy trees in green. The large size had green grasses planted on the flat ground alongside the Daisies, Chrysanthemums, Roses, Sampaguita, Santans, Gumamela, and Tulips. In the center of the field was the running river that flows from the mountains. The pigment of each subject shows the representation of her expression. Her aim to manifest her emotions through a masterpiece is
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