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Ateneo mounts tribute to Nick Joaquin’s ‘A Portrait of the Artist as Filipino’

LIESL Batucan and Irma Adlawan in the
2009 Repertory Philippines staging of
“A Portrait of the Artist as Filipino”

On October 1, the School of Humanities of Ateneo de Manila University, Ateneo Fine Arts, Lyric, and Tanghalang Ateneo are mounting “Contra Mundum: A Devised Reading of ‘A Portrait of the Artist as Filipino.’”

Posted: September 27th, 2014 in Headlines,Lifestyle Stories,Theater | Read More »

From Francisco Tatad to Carmen Guerrero Nakpil–how I ended up rubbing elbows with architects and victims of martial law

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WRITER-JOURNALIST Carmen Guerrero Nakpil and Gemma Cruz Araneta with the author.
Below, a rarely seen smiling President Marcos ogling pianists Rowena Arrieta and Cecile Licad
in Malacañang a year before People Power

Forty-one years ago, on Sept. 22, I reported to the pre-martial law Graphic Magazine office in Port Area only to find it closed.

Posted: September 21st, 2014 in Featured Gallery,Headlines,Lifestyle Stories,Photos & Videos,Sunday Lifestyle | Read More »

Long Live Nick


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Nick cover

There has never been anything like Nick Joaquin’s voice—literally. Whenever friends recall the late National Artist for Literature’s words, they launch into an impersonation that’s so spot-on it verges on the uncanny. “Darling (pronounced daah-ling),” they would say, breaking into a growl that’s sweet and improbably loud. It sounds like Joaquin is speaking through that person. It’s a voice that thunders through the years. It echoes through distinct points in our history. That voice—explosive, garrulous, unforgettable—made Nick Joaquin immortal.

Posted: July 6th, 2014 in Columns,Editor's Pick,Sunday Inquirer Magazine | Read More »

Excerpt from ‘May Day Eve’

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And it was May again, said the old Anastasia. It was the first day of May and witches were abroad in the night, she said—for it was a night of divination, and night of lovers, and those who cared might peer into a mirror and would there behold the face of whoever it was they were fated to marry, said the old Anastasia as she hobbled about picking up the piled crinolines and folding up shawls and raking slippers in corner while the girls climbing into four great poster-beds that overwhelmed the room began shrieking with terror, scrambling over each other and imploring the old woman not to frighten them…

Posted: July 6th, 2014 in Headlines,Sunday Inquirer Magazine | Read More »

Nick who?

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We wanted to know—in the age of hashtags and instant everything—is there space for a great writer like Nick Joaquin? We asked ten people, all under the age of 26: “Do they know Nick Joaquin? What do they know about him?”

Posted: July 6th, 2014 in Headlines,Sunday Inquirer Magazine | Read More »

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