Raine
Artist. Dreamer. Life’s Student
About Me
Daniela Lorraine B. Brutas, also known as ‘Raine’ was born in Cavite, Philippines in 2006. Growing up, almost yet not still too accustomed to some of her recurring and oddly vivid dreams, she started believing that dreams are not entirely coincidental.
And that somehow dreams have an indirect and direct effect on us; a part of our subconscious desires and fears from the waking world.
Most of Raine’s works are heavily influenced by this expression of the subconcious mind from life’s usual predicaments.
She often finds herself painting from inspiration in her dreams dedicating pieces to her own life. Some of which a man from her dreams she called, Bleu.
- “Sakay! Aalis na! Aandar na!”The baby bus, also known as mini bus is considered “King of The Road” in Cavite. This cultural symbol of the province are… Read more: “Sakay! Aalis na! Aandar na!”
- OBLIVION by BleausRaineI opened my eyes and was met with darkness. I blinked once more, making sure my eyes were now fully open. It is,… Read more: OBLIVION by BleausRaine
Tulip’s Destiny
A whirlwind of shocking confessions, dark pasts and pain, finding love worth all the vains.
As if that night, something has changed…
Like a mysterious calm pool of blue, a cool water in time of thirst
A deep ocean within for me to reach, not quite sure if I’m ready to drown within
But within the deep oceans, there I saw life was swimming around
His eyes, mesmerizing as the blues that stared at me with warmth despite the cold blowing wind…
His face calm and comforting, his touch almost embracing as his eyes called me softly to delve in…
As if it was already a decade, although
it’s only been a year passed
She’s waiting there, where they promised
Didn’t even know for how long
She only knows she’s waiting
and he’s coming
Abstract Life
When the tides had gone by and the light begins creeping in
Parting clouds at the right angles, letting the bright sunshine glow through the skies
Like the world had stopped, suspended in its softness
But the ocean, however, is never still,
Clashing and turning, pounding on the coast
Restless, like a young heart seeking thrills beyond the schemes
Crashing on land upon lands, across all the seven seas
Setting marks to all maps, but always bound to come back ashore
Forward and beyond,
To raise your head high and continue on with confidence and assurance despite life’s usual predicaments
Truth shall prevail once again and confront forces of tyranny
That preyed upon the blind-eyes and shut ears
Woe be it to them who celebrates defeat of their motherland!
“Art is a noble way of telling stories within strokes of colors. An accident not by chance but already in the inevitable grand of schemes.”
Raine 🌷
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