Monday, March 31, 2014

Red dahlia


It is now Monday again as I write this. This is what I wore yesterday on my last trip to Aldevinco: black with the psychedelic sunbursts on the second pair of tie-dyed pants I bought, which I am keeping.

Polo shirt, Collezione
Fisherman’s pants from Aldevinco, Davao


Dahlias are spicy flowers, and their meanings range from a sign of warning, to change, to travel.


After bidding my aunt, who was a veterinarian before she became a nurse, a final farewell yesterday, our family headed to a Dutch tavern to eat, drink, and celebrate. (Click here for a larger image of Amber through the gate.)


My bereaved uncle, who was in fact wearing red yesterday, mentioned the bravery of my aunt to venture alone to the US to build a better life. 


He talked of courage, of red roses, of family, and the rainbow of colors that mark each Floridan sunset.


Speaking of colors and native red patterns, it is good that I went back to Aldevinco with my sister, who was looking for fabrics for her friend. Show here is the red, black, and white abaca weave called T’nalak by the T’boli tribe from South Cotabato.


I like how the combination of colors and weave pattern make me think not only of animal skin, but also of tartan kinship. First thing my sister bought made of T’nalak yesterday were these three coin purses for her and her bandmates.


I then bought two shoulder bags for me and the boyfie, who has a habit of keeping his small articles scattered in many places.


The bigger bag has two main compartments and three smaller zipped pockets. The pattern also brings back memories of my childhood, with a T’nalak tapestry brought by my mom from Mindanao to our house in Quezon city always recurring in my recollections. 


I think I prefer it to prints or patterns that have nothing to do with me, my past, or my family.

Tote, Lucky Brand, thrifted
Shoulder bag from Aldevinco

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