40 Days

 April 14, 2026-The artist community knew him as the Kristiyanong Artist—a master of the paint, the charcoal, the ballpoint, and the canvas. 

But to me, he was simply Aljon, my younger brother, whose soul was even more vibrant than the art he created.

Aljon didn’t just draw figures; he captured spirits. Whether it was the intricate stroke of a pen or the soft smudge of charcoal, his hands were a gift from God. 

But his true masterpiece wasn't found in a gallery; it was found in the middle of a Praise and Worship circle, guitar in hand, leading us all closer to the Creator he loved so much.

When Aljon played his guitar, you didn’t just hear music; you felt his devotion. 

He lived his life the way he approached his art: with patience, detail, and a deep faith.

It has been 40 days since you left us on March 5th, Aljon. 

The house is quieter without your music, and the world feels a little less colorful without your vision. 

But we take comfort knowing that today, you are likely leading the greatest worship team of all, painting the skies of heaven with colors we haven't even dreamed of yet.

Al, your art lives on in us, and your songs will never truly fade. We love you, little brother.

Thank you for teaching us how to see the beauty in the world and the rhythm in our faith. Fly high, Al. ✨