Culture and Arts Notebook

The story of the Iranian new year, Nowruz, and why its themes of renewal and healing matter

ANCESTRAL CULTURE         by Pardis Mahdavi As the days grow longer and the flowers start to bloom, my 5-year-old gets excited and exclaims, “Nowruz is coming.” Nowruz – or “new day” in English – is the Iranian…

Holy Week in the Philippines: An Enduring Christian/FolkTradition

FEATURE       Writeup by Erlie Lopez/Photography by Orlando V Sionosa Jr. The Holy Week ending today in the whole Christendom speaks volumes on Filipinos. Until the surge in Covid-19 cases in the country necessitated strict restrictions on mass…

Was There Ever a Woman Pope

POINT OF VIEW       It Can be Possible. A question related to that is, could a woman successfully disguise herself and live as a man and get away with it? If you read this book, Pope Joan, by…

Keeping the cultural heritage of Northern Kankanaey traditional potters alive

INDIGENOUS CRAFTS AND CULTURE         by Genevieve Balance-Kupang “To be rooted is perhaps one of the most important and least recognized needs of the human soul.” -Simon Weil (1987:41) Rootedness in one’s cultural heritage: Dayaw di I-Bila…

Report from the Place Where We Do Not Die

TESTIMONY           “We do not die…!” This was what, in astonished recognition, I told myself one day more than twenty years ago, when I stumbled without warning into the Place Where We Do Not Die. I…

Sitting

POEM           When I sit here, like this, here With you by my side Friend– wise, kind, strong The storm inside my heart Calms down.   It is as if I enter the eye of the…

“A safety guide for artists”, an important tool for artists at risk

REPORT ON THE ARTS         It is a hard time coping with the crisis brought about by the global pandemic and all artists, being part of society are affected as well. On the other hand, it might…

Betweens

POEM           by Erlie A. Lopez Between two words is a space where a thought tarries.   Between two lips is a silence where a hurt lingers.   Between two minds is a gap where each…

Mask

POEM         by Rem Tanauan I’m about to hail a jeepney when I suddenly remember I’m not wearing a mask. I cannot travel with face fully exposed to the public. I did not intend it, I just…

The reinvention of Maria

Poetry       Yesterday while I was sleeping in the dark Many voices stalked my tranquility And the fire inside me burned my hope   Screams of hatred erased my memory Among the shadows of monsters he drew me…

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