when i was younger, we would often spend holy week in my father’s hometown, where senakulo, pabasa, visita iglesia, and the panata are still being practiced til now. not that i’m missing it, but, ironically, jan will grow up with a very different context of easter celebrations.

brown easter eggs
each egg just about a a centimeter wide, these tiny eggs were made of cut-out cardboard and crushed brown egg shells. we used it to decorate the self-made photo frame jan gave to ur-oma (mother of jan’s lola).

redgreen egg
still made of cardboard, this time of two sheets, with a barbecue stick stuck in the middle like a lollipop. on one side, we glued broken egg shells which were previously dyed. with a photo of jan working on this artwork glued on the other side, this one went to oma.

easter egg tree
our easter egg tree. probably where the two cultures find common ground in celebrating easter: it IS like christmas.

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