With the rise of digital spaces, art lovers can now encounter works they might never have had access to otherwise. Online exhibitions hosted by platforms like VINYL ON VINYL and blanc archive past and present shows by Filipino artists, opening the doors of Metro Manila’s galleries to anyone with an internet connection. For those who cannot afford transportation costs or entrance fees, or who live far from major art hubs, these sites make the country’s vibrant art scene accessible, perhaps for the first time.
As a college student, I relied deeply on these online galleries. My budget was reserved for tuition, commute fares, and lunch; there was little left for leisurely trips to galleries. Yet through these virtual archives, I found myself imagining a future where I could finally visit exhibitions in person, speak with painters whose works moved me, and maybe even begin collecting art of my own.
Being both an artist and a writer has taught me that the pieces we gravitate toward reveal more than aesthetic preferences. They reflect what occupies our inner world. When we look at a painting, are we merely acknowledging that it is “good”? Or are we engaging with it, wondering what it means, discovering personal stories within it, or sensing our own emotions mirrored on the canvas? Beauty is never just on the surface. It invites us into a dialogue with ourselves.
Lately, I have found myself drawn to artworks that explore the epiphanies of early adulthood: the quiet realizations, the disappointments, the hopes, and the process of learning how to live with all of it. Growing up felt distant and abstract when I was younger — something grand, exciting, or terrifying. Now, in my early twenties, adulthood feels less like a destination and more like a series of small reckonings. I am still discovering what happiness means, what purpose I want to follow, and how to find beauty in the ordinary. The artworks I selected below resonate with these themes, and I can imagine them in a personal collection someday. They tell stories that intersect with my own.