{"id":2042,"date":"2013-06-04T06:07:30","date_gmt":"2013-06-04T13:07:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/66.147.244.209\/~canadiu3\/?p=2042"},"modified":"2014-02-09T06:08:49","modified_gmt":"2014-02-09T14:08:49","slug":"the-telltale-art-of-the-jeepney","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/2013\/06\/04\/the-telltale-art-of-the-jeepney\/","title":{"rendered":"The Telltale Art of the Jeepney"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_2043\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2043\" style=\"width: 1024px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/66.147.244.209\/~canadiu3\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/CAPTION-A-Jeepney-by-Sarao-Motors-PHOTO-Don-Taylor.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2043\" alt=\"A Jeepney by Sarao Motors. PHOTO by Don Taylor.\" src=\"http:\/\/66.147.244.209\/~canadiu3\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/CAPTION-A-Jeepney-by-Sarao-Motors-PHOTO-Don-Taylor.jpg\" width=\"1024\" height=\"658\" srcset=\"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/CAPTION-A-Jeepney-by-Sarao-Motors-PHOTO-Don-Taylor.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/CAPTION-A-Jeepney-by-Sarao-Motors-PHOTO-Don-Taylor-300x192.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2043\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">A Jeepney by Sarao Motors. PHOTO by Don Taylor.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>\u201cCONSIDER HONESTLY \/ this piece of storm \/ in our city\u2019s entrails,\u201d Gemino Abad\u2019s famous \u201cJeepney\u201d begins, inviting us to look at the familiar vehicle as we would a mirror. Described in the poem as an \u201cincarnation of scrap,\u201d but also a \u201cgenius of salvage,\u201d the jeepney is proof of our knack for improvisation.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s almost like a Frankenstein project. The jeepney\u2019s emergence was an innovation that we welcomed into our post-war transportation industry. We breathed a new form unto the corpses of the American Willy models and, later, scavenged for discarded Japanese components. We assembled these mechanical limbs and guts into a creature to serve our needs, a companion on the street.<\/p>\n<p>But the jeepney also reflects Pinoy culture well beyond its testament to Pinoy ingenuity. Airbrushed designs, stickers, and accessories contribute to an overall look and feel that we call \u201cjeepney art.\u201d<\/p>\n<h6>Luxury<\/h6>\n<p>Deprived of their adornments, this metal box wouldn\u2019t be as eye-catching in the clutter of our thoroughfares. True: the screaming colors don\u2019t make it all the more memorable, or remarkable\u2014not always. But the decorations add character to the drab chrome-and-iron shell.<\/p>\n<p>Decorating the body involves airbrushed artwork and pre-designed stickers, the latter cut into the dimensions and contours of the framework. The stickers are often digitally-rendered and of a limited set of motifs. Airbrushing offers infinite themes and versatility in style. The more intricate and extravagant pieces usually take weeks to conceptualize and actualize, as any careless mistake can delay the production.<\/p>\n<p>Availing of a full-body paintjob is at least a 4,000-peso luxury for the common jeepney owner. But bleak living conditions have never successfully put a damper on the Filipino spirit, it seems. Many jeepney owners still insist on this expense, even if they might have to settle with the most generic or modest kind of design.<\/p>\n<h6>Telltale art<\/h6>\n<p>Jeepney art is largely for <i>paporma <\/i>purposes. Religious images, family portraits, nature, fantasy and heavy-metal motifs, near-naked women, fighter jets, Britney Spears\u2014it\u2019s art defined by no distinct set of aesthetics. Content and style subscribe to no expectations other than the maker\u2019s or owner\u2019s, thus entrusting each jeepney\u2019s art to individual preferences.<\/p>\n<p>But the spectrum of themes <i>does<\/i> have observable trends. Catholic artwork graces many of the jeepneys\u2019 surfaces: the Virgin Mary or the Sacred Heart of Jesus; the Holy Spirit, a dove. It\u2019s a showcase of devotion for some, and clearly an example of the religious Filipino\u2019s penchant for linking all aspects of his life to religion, sparing not even this humble, utilitarian vessel from being an expression of faith.<\/p>\n<p>Similar to declaring their religious devotion, owners often have portraits of their children painted on the jeepney, typically on the driver\u2019s door. Occasionally, the son or daughter is garbed in graduation attire, an accomplishment that the parent takes pride in.<\/p>\n<p>Others yet indulge in an overkill of artwork and ornaments, appeasing the Pinoy aesthetic of <i>horror vacui\u2014<\/i>fear of empty space. It is said to have come from our appetite for festivities. The profusion of colors and gewgaws on the jeepney makes the thing a moving visual feast.<\/p>\n<p>Then there\u2019s the platoon of chrome horses on its hood. The horses are status symbols for the drivers: jeepneys that flaunt an array of these quadrupeds are said to have remarkable \u201chorsepower.\u201d But the truth to this myth is that the horses stand tribute to the <i>kalesa<\/i>. It\u2019s the recognized sigil of Sarao Motors, once the biggest manufacturer of jeepneys in the country. Founder Leonardo Sarao, one-time coachman, pioneered the industry by developing the first generation of jeepneys. He incorporated the horses on the jeepneys as a memento of his <i>kalesa <\/i>days of past.<\/p>\n<p>But despite these trends, diversity and individuality still win in the end. The absence of any basic template allows for infinite variations and artistic freedom, so that no two jeepneys share the same appearance, no matter how basic or frugal the bodywork and furnishings. Some minor details always set each jeepney apart from the rest.<\/p>\n<h6>Cultural identity<\/h6>\n<p>Jeepneys have earned a staple role in mass transportation in over half a century. Though typically exalted by tourist brochures as \u201cthe king of the road\u201d and a \u201cwork of art on wheels,\u201d the reality in the streets doesn\u2019t speak so universally of these attributes.<\/p>\n<p>The jeepney\u2019s appearance doesn\u2019t always go hand-in-hand with quality, nor creativity. The decorations are classified as art. It may be kitschy, but what matters in the end is that the entirety of this urban presence embodies fragments of our history as a colonized nation\u2014and even, to some extent, the resulting, divided identity of Filipino peoples.<\/p>\n<p>It speaks of Filipinos as a derivative culture: an amalgam of recent trends overlaid on past traditions; of foreign influences adopting a local touch. It speaks of our standard of proletarian lifestyle, which we seem to have all but accepted as a permanent fate.<\/p>\n<p>In this light, the jeepney may be the most ubiquitous image of the Filipino people, a more aptly-dubbed \u201cvisual story on wheels.\u201d It\u2019s a national trademark deserving of a museum display, but which we interact with in the daily grime of life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cCONSIDER HONESTLY \/ this piece of storm \/ in our city\u2019s entrails,\u201d Gemino Abad\u2019s famous \u201cJeepney\u201d begins, inviting us to &hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":44,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2042","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","category-lifestyle","mauthors-april-sescon","mauthors-philippine-canadian-inquirer"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2042","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/44"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2042"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2042\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2042"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2042"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/canadianinquirer.net\/v1\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2042"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}