The Ups and Downs of Visiting Art Sector Gallery and Chimney Café 360º

Note: This post has been in my drafts for a long time now (since February, imagine), and I was planning to publish this once the pandemic is over. However, realizing that the PH government prioritizes silencing their critics over flattening the curve, I have decided to post this today before I forget that I have this in my drafts.

Update: Art Sector Gallery and Chimney Cafe are open for visitors, but they do not entertain walk-ins. You have to book a visit and preorder your food. Since jeepneys are not allowed to operate yet, you can only go there if you have your own car.

Aside from mountains and nature reserves, Rizal is also known for its art galleries. Popular ones are in Antipolo and Angono, but there is also one in Binangonan called Art Sector Gallery, which I went to visit last February 2020.

How to Go to Art Sector Gallery and Chimney Café 360º

From Sta. Lucia East Grand Mall or Junction, Cainta, ride a Binangonan Highway jeepney and tell the driver to drop you off at Scrapyard Cafe and Restaurant. From there, tricycles lined up beside 7-Eleven can bring you to Art Sector Gallery (drivers asks for Php 200–300), but you can also hire a motorcycle taxi service like Angkas (I was lucky to get one), which only costs Php 70. Beware, however, as the GPS won’t point at the exact location. Better follow the guard’s instructions, or look for an eye-catching white building.

We left at around 6:30 p.m, fearing that we wouldn’t find a ride home. True enough, there were only habal-habal services (Php 75), which dropped us off at a tricycle terminal. It was a scary experience because the path downhill was steep, and there were three of us riding the motorcycle (including the driver).

The ride from the terminal to Angono Highway costs Php 10.

What to Expect in Art Sector Gallery

Even before entering the gallery, you will be greeted by a breathtaking view of Laguna Lake. I suggest you come at 3:00 p.m. if you want to take solo pictures at this spot.

Since we went on a Friday, we paid Php 125 to enter. There were only a few paintings, some even familiar; I think I’ve seen similar themes in Pinto Art Museum. My favorite is entitled Jae by Arnica Acantilado, which is hung on one of the walls of the second floor. (I wonder if it’s the name of the dog.)

The white-painted gallery accentuated with black borders strongly reminded me of Pinto Art. What made it different, however, was it had a venue to view the stunning sunset. Pak na pak ang golden hour.

What to Eat at Chimney Café 360º

I wasn’t able to take note of how much each dish was, but I remember paying Php 700 for all of these. The thin-crust pizza was okay, a 7/10. The mango shake (or was it a frappe?) and the pasta need improvements, however.

Things got disappointing when the cashier wanted to charge us with another service fee because we wanted to order more. Often when you order another dish, they’ll just add it to your current bill, right? So you’ll be charged with service fee once. But it wasn’t that way at Chimney Cafe; according to the cashier, “Ibang resibo na kasi.” I asked why they wouldn’t just include my supposed additional order to my first receipt, but he said, “Di po talaga puwede.” Hindi ko sigurado kung dahil ayaw niya ng erasures, o talagang gano’n ang patakaran nila.

In the end, I just decided not to order again. Can anyone clarify if this is okay? This ruined the experience for me, but I would still recommend going there for an astonishing sunset view.

Favorite Picture

Art Sector Gallery and Chimney Café 360º
3:30–10:00 p.m.; 4:00–9:00 p.m. (cafe)
Lot 18 Block 178 Eastridge Executive Village, Tayuman, Binangonan, Rizal


We had enough of your bullshit. This government is a fucking, fucking fuck! Mga gago. Mga traydor sa bayan. Inuuna niyo ‘yan kaysa mass testing? Kaysa sa kapakanan ng Pilipino?

Ayaw ninyo ng bikes? Inabuso ninyo ang panahong ‘to para i-phase out ang mga jeepney. Mga traydor!

I don’t have access to social media right now (after deleting them yesterday) because I need to focus on my work (para mabuhay dahil pinabayaan ninyo naman kami). But my friends know me better. “Girl, 173 daw yes to anti-terrorism bill.”

I want to go to the streets. Because fuck. This is not right.

I am crying. In rage. And my anger wants to blame all those who voted for this prick. We have warned you about his human rights violations, but you ignored it. And I remember you well. 

The other side just wants me to move on. That they, too, want accountability.

Pero fuck. Ang hirap.

I am so mad. Nasaan ang priority nila? Nasa sarili nila. Wala sa bayan.

Mga traydor.

Blacks, Whites, and Rainbows

Because it’s the first day of June.

Ngayon lang yata ako magiging elaborate about my gender. But here goes nothing. :)

I’m bisexual. Actually, marami namang may alam n’on, but it really took me several years before I could even tell that 548 Heartbeats was inspired by my first relationship (a girl) and unrequited love (a guy). Imagine my fear of being judged, especially when the people close to me condemn the LGBTQ+ community.

I grew up in an all-girl Catholic school, which eventually inspired me to write “CR Break.” Siguro dahil nag-flashback lang sa ‘kin ang elementary days ko. This was when writing letters was a thing, and I wrote to this girl. I kept telling her she was beautiful inside and out, but her friends didn’t believe me (maybe because I didn’t dress like them? Like I dress girly) but believe me when I say that I really did like her. Kaso it failed? Natakot kasi kami pareho when our CLE teacher kind of warned us. Haha. I can’t remember the exact details, but that’s it.

Also, my parents were trad Catholics, and loving the same sex was a “sin.”

I wished many, many times to be a guy instead when I was a kid. If I were a guy, maybe things had gone differently (but then nasa all-girls school nga pala kami so baka hindi rin haha). So maybe this is also why I write guy POVs well, as they say? I don’t know. (Aside from the fact that I read movements well.) But I’ll leave it to critics. Some say kasi that we shouldn’t write what we haven’t felt (still up to debate, but in my case, as long as it’s represented well and thoroughly researched).

Now when I transferred to a co-ed high school, I thought, Okay, maybe this is where I’ll know I like boys. And yes, I did. But the first person I had a crush on was a girl (she’s my friend na hahaha). I also had a fling with another girl (we’re not really close anymore because of what I did) and my first legit relationship was with a girl (she’s in the states, we’re friends). And we had to hide every time.

I remember one of my teachers even telling me, “Are you sure about this? Matalino ka naman.” I honestly took offense on that, but she’s one of the teachers I admire. Anyway, iba-iba naman kasi ang paniniwala, and I understand that. But before, I wanted my ex-girlfriend to be my first and last. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Iniisip ko na it’s okay to live in a small house as long as it’s with her. But our relationship failed (different schools, she lost feelings), so yeah, I just had to accept it. Okay naman kami. :)

So it’s not just having “girl crushes.” I am really attracted to both girls and guys.

Recently, bigla akong napapa-revisit sa mga nangyari sa ‘kin noon. Maybe because my best friend is remembering a past relationship as well, at napapaisip ako how things might have turned out if I didn’t transfer schools. Also, may nagtanong kasi sa ‘kin how come I could write from a lesbian’s perspective (nahihiya magtanong sa #PopFicAskAuthor kaya nagtanong sa Instagram haha). And I’m repeating my answer here: I’m more of a Kabi and a Cara (who was liked by a Kayi and a Ryoko, respectively). I’m looking forward to writing another WLW fantasy story, probably by 2021, but it needs thorough research because it’s something I haven’t explored yet.

The past months have been extremely exhausting, but we’ll make the best out of pride month. Prolly no pride march (best decision given this pandemic) but we will still fight for our rights online, won’t we? :)

Still, #LoveWins.

Anxious About Tomorrow (Sigh)

Maybe the world really started to end in 2012, ano? I mean, an ending doesn’t have to be in a snap, right? Minsan it’s a slow, fucking painful torture.

Being on Twitter more often than on Facebook allows me to get in touch with what’s happening in the country and around the world. Mas gusto ko sa Twitter kasi it’s less toxic (yep, it is) than Facebook.

And recently, the anti-terrorism act has been approved. Ewan, this administration tests my patience talaga. I know that there’s no perfect president, and the previous ones weren’t immune to critics, pero after into, feeling ko magpapasalamat na lang ako kung sinong mang manalo next election. (I hope legit country pa rin ang Philippines, at hindi pa tayo probinsiya ng kung ano man). Although sana it’s not one of his senators, ano?

They are too focused to end their critics, e.

Protesters point out things that are neglected. To improve the system. To remind authorities not to forget their priorities. But this administration is so butt-hurt. Previous presidents had thrown a fair share of parinig and insults to their predecessors, but Duterte took it to the next level. Hindi na lang parinig, e. Talagang eliminate.

I’m a writer, and I have received bad comments from some readers. But I read them, cry about them (siyempre, it still hurts), but use them to continue improving. Kasi that’s what I’m supposed to do. I remember a time how I got really hurt over a comment about 548 Heartbeats, saying na kulang sa kilig and feelings. But you see, if I stopped there, I wouldn’t even be able to write A Miracle, Pares, All That Poison, Tibok, etc. (In one of the classes I attended, I learned not to react to critics. Focus on their message instead and use this to improve your next work.) Sabi ko nga, iiiyak ko lang kasi masakit, pero kailangang bumangon ulit.

I hope Duterte can do that.

Mayro’ng false sense of discipline talaga from authoritarians kasi we all think that discipline can be strengthened through punishment. And as an educator, my take on that is this: if an individual learns to “not do bad” because “they are afraid to be punished,” then if you take away that punishment, they will still “do bad.” But if an individual learns to “do good” because they are motivated and because they are supported by everyone around them, then this individual will “do good” no matter what.

I’m so tired. And I’m just anxious about what’s going to happen tomorrow. Tapos Duterte wants his powers extended? For what? Wala ngang nagbago during the period he was given special powers.

This quarantine has taken a toll on my mental health. I project this anxiety and fear by writing stories, consistently updating, hanggang sa magsha-shut down na lang ako at the end of the day. But this can’t go on forever. It can’t. It shouldn’t.

I Can’t Think of a Proper Title Because My Feelings Came First

I wish I could tear you into pieces, allow malevolent creatures to consume your already rotten body, and still not call this a sin. But I’m only human, and to think of this is wicked and vile. I am torn whether to pray for you or not at all, but scriptures say, “Love thy enemies.”

But why can I not convince myself to pray for you? What divine intervention do I need to be able to desire your safety, even after what you’ve done?

This seething rage keeps me awake.

What bothers me is how human I am, that I cannot even permit you my forgiveness. Yet the woman you manipulated—a woman I have loved so dearly—still prays that you come clean. She never wanted anything but your happiness. And peace. So how dare you give her heartbreak and chaos in return?