Every time I remembered how you smiled. I gets me.
At the start of that term, I was pissed off that I didn’t get either Sir Padilla or Sir Quirante as my FREHAND professor. Instead, I got you, Sir Corbin. I was jealous of my friends who had them “rockstar” profs, the ones everyone recommended getting during encoding period. But in the end, I am so thankful that you get to be my teacher after all.
You weren’t there on the first day. I was so excited to start FREHAND that I already bought myself a set of Derwent Sketching pencils weeks before.
Freehand Drawing. That was the subject.
On the day that you showed up, you greeted us with your very cheerful smile, apologized for not being there on the first meeting and handed us 2 pieces of paper each. You told us to look for a partner, or just whoever is sitting in front of us.
Remember the 14th floor, SDA’s public school set up? Where 4 or 5 classes are simultaneously held. And the tables were formed to a square or rectangle, so students would be facing each other and the prof would be in the middle? Yeah. The most awkward set-up ever, especially for a class of sophomore college students from different courses who barely knew each other.
The activity you had was a total ice breaker. Draw the person in front of you without looking at the paper or the pen. Within minutes you had your students giggling, clueless of what each other was doing.
And that was it. The day I knew FREHAND class with you as a professor would be a very worthwhile experience. I could go on and on and tell each detail of what happened to each meeting of our class, but that would not be necessary.
One time,you saw my (not so good) Kurt Cobain drawing and you recalled on how you used to draw Jim Morrison when you were younger. You told me you loved The Doors and how you adored Jim Morrison. That day, when I got home, I downloaded an album of The Doors and listened to it. You were right. They were amazing.
You had this class requirement — to buy a blank notebook. Just a small one, enough to fit in the pocket or carry around wherever. The task was simple, to draw on it everyday. One drawing per day, per page, even just a sketch. You told us that a little practice everyday makes things perfect.
Even after that term is done, I still kept on filling that notebook with sketches. Even just a small sketch on any piece of paper I could find. And every time I do it, you always came in my mind. I guess that’s how influential you are to me. It’s been more than 2 years, and countless notebooks have now been filled with drawings and everyday sketches.
You were the professor who did not graded our drawings based on how they looked like, but on how much we progressed with the skill. You were always encouraging. And, oh god, that smile. Each word were said with your very cheerful smile.
The term ended. You were not just a professor but became a friend as well. When you’d see us in the hallways, you’d always greet us with a smile and ask how we are. You were very friendly to all of your students, and I’m pretty sure they loved you too
Often times, when I’m running late for my 11 am classes, I’d see you in front of National Bookstore, smoking some cigarettes. Oh how I’d wished I had gotten the chance to stop by and shared some smokes with you and asked how you’re doing or said all of these to you in person. I’m sorry.
Thank you, Sir Bob Corbin. You did not only taught us techniques on how to draw and how tonal values work, or how to use and love the 6B pencil. You also taught us to see beauty in life as well.
I didn’t get the chance to see you in school these past few months, and I had wished I really did. You were one of my favorite profs, as you made a huge influence on me as an artist. Remembering the way you smiled makes me sad and tear up, knowing you’re gone. I never really get to thank you enough.
Rest in Peace, Sir Roberto “Bob” Corbin. You will surely be missed and remembered. Forever grateful that I was once your student.
I’ll go and play some The Doors for you know. Rest well and hope you get to see your idol up in there. :)