"Daddy's sang Bass", said Johnny Cash

It is good, as always, to found way home. After did an architecture competition as participant, and a more time to finish a misc. thing, I got my heart and my head into a place I called home. Meet with more than a lot of new people (now I can call them as friends), I've been realized that, yeah, there were a more, more, and more gnarly people with their own smartness. I've got to be honest that I felt inferior at first, but for now and so on I would take those feelings as a chain.

And though I'm quite enjoy with the daily routine on architecture, I think I'm really miss family. I want to get home, and I want it fast.

...of Stone and Marble

The internet speed was so goddamn slow, so that was the outcome I can offer yet.

From Whom I've been Built, to Him I Turn Around...

I remember a very gorgeous moment of my life. In the very middle of my holiday -- a year ago -- waiting for my very first college attendance, I found a couple works--poem words to be specific-- of Charles Bukowski. An american poetry and novelis that much of his works have been influenced influencing people. For the next week, I found myself infatuated of him. Diction, rhyme, loneliness, or even the dark-side of his poems never been really a better one for me, maybe I've been goosebumps!

And it was my natural bad-habit that I can't maintain time well, I suddenly forgot him...Well, I won't make any excuse but the routine of college-life caused it all. For today, I suddenly found a name that glance in my head like a blink of an eye, I remember Charles! I begin to read and the feeling was the same as year ago, ahhh I am happy so badly. All is well by the time I read quiet clean girls in gingham dress...

all I've ever known are whores, ex-prostitutes,
madwomen. I see men with quiet,
gentle women ­ I see them in the supermarkets,
I see them walking down the streets together,
I see them in their apartments: people at
peace, living together. I know that their
peace is only partial, but there is
peace, often hours and days of peace.

all I've ever known are pill freaks, alcoholics,
whores, ex-prostitutes, madwomen.

when one leaves
another arrives
worse than her predecessor.

I see so many men with quiet clean girls in
gingham dresses
girls with faces that are not wolverine or
predatory.

"don't ever bring a whore around," I tell my
few friends, "I'll fall in love with her."

"you couldn't stand a good woman, Bukowski."

I need a good woman. I need a good woman
more than I need this typewriter, more than
I need my automobile, more than I need
Mozart; I need a good woman so badly that I
can taste her in the air, I can feel her
at my fingertips, I can see sidewalks built
for her feet to walk upon,
I can see pillows for her head,
I can feel my waiting laughter,
I can see her petting a cat,
I can see her sleeping,
I can see her slippers on the floor.

I know that she exists
but where is she upon this earth
as the whores keep finding me?

but yes, I've already got my own good woman, Charles!...thanks to you Andy

A City... (by the light divided)

Well, a few long weeks ago I take an "eyes-open" trip in a capitol city, Jakarta. Altough I have heard from any mass media telling me that the city is filthy, I'm pretty impressed (not to mention infatuated) with the terrific skycraper building has been built, so here is the outcome...







The last was Menara Satrio, resemble a cut-out box...

'till pop

The upcoming shows has been done, and there ware only a few people drinking...and I'd love to hear that. Actually, the shows has started when I came, and Alongside the Quay played the last two songs before ended up their performance with a magnificant rapper MC (yes, it was real MC!) trash the music up. Gnarly. Lame for me, I forgot to take any photograph of AtQ.

So, I take a seat on rightside of the stage and start capture the performers, The Dolphines which reminds me of Stone Roses. But unfortunately, I asked myself why they didn't play "I am the Resurrection" or might be "Ten Storey Love Song"?







Right away after The Dolphines ended Stone Roses up, the host start to yelled the name I have been waiting for, The Sweaters which is accompanied with the addition player, Acum (Bangkutaman). Sweaters really kick my ass, they do my heart apart with an anxiety, the sounds of hopelessness and thoughtful lyrics of being abandoned yet the shoegaze itself! They gaze the floor and watch their own shoes the whole time they deserved. And they surprised me with a cover song of Pure Saturday's "Desire". Awesome...









and D'zeek...







Ruangmaya came after. I have seen them in the very middle of February on Fallentine, and they did good hence I am quite curious of how they keep the performance up. Sampling music without a drum set, Lintang behind his laptop and a touchbutton of i-don't-know-what-was-that. Oh, Ruangmaya did a cover version of The Cure-Trust and for a brief moment, I thought they did a cover of Homogenic's song, but yea Homogenic did the same cover version of The Cure's song too. I love you more than I can say/ Why don't you trust in me?...











then Sugarspin...











...thought I'm felt 'till pop' enough, I am not satisfied because I lost my chance to puke my beating heart to watch Ballads of the Cliches, Bangkutaman, and even The Monophones. But I've got to back to architecture campus and start run the model again...G.O.D.S.P.E.E.D

of an Interior Decorator

Another wasted night, I just realize my most personal pleasure recently. It's all started after Corel Draw let me down with the lame colour, the color doesn't work well after exporting the file into JPEG format to be specific. And coloring with sotopop never been better, hence I found myself started loving sotopop. Fallen love? Definetely yes....

Speaks about personal pleasures, after made a "goodnight, sleep well..." call to Andy. I am not taking a preparation for bed, but enjoy my own self and start a conversation with the computer, of how the computer shows me the color, then how I agree or refuse it. Accompanied with Colin Meloy of The Decemberist, Colin Meloy sings Morrissey which is free to be downloaded and definetely legal. Here is the link...

The routine of not being asleep mostly 2 hours before the dawn's light come down guaranteed me to wide awake on 06.30 o'clock. Honestly, I am feel ashamed of it and it was quite shitty. The blankets still covered me while the whole family has done the morning routine. I hope for the next day and so on, I can take a more and more earlier wake up.

The title of the image was inspired by the Death Cab For Cutie's Death of an Interior Decorator song. There is a line that I always remember, it said can you tell me you have been so sad? and I think the line representated the image itself.

Heaven Sent

Hmmm...an evening, after put my sister into an english course, I go ahead to masjid kampus UGM right away. Not only because it has been a long time I'm not visiting there, but also an intention to 'say hi to God', indeed. Actually, there was a repairment of the big (very big, indeed) circular lamp hover inside the mosque. The repairment with a machinery tools create a beautiful splash of falling lights, like a fireworks, and that was quite beautiful. Here is...





I like the detail of the ornament and how the ornament absorb light...



The ornaments help a lot to frame the two people, though there were another people too. And yes they definetely not making out!



There were two plastic cup, along with the mineral water galoon. It is free for anyone to overcome the thirst with a fresh water, the excistence of fresh water makes me feel deserved.



Two worlds collide



It is natural to feel safe, and I thought the guy find his own peace and quite safe after all of he got that day.



Purify himself with water, and I remember straight away about the research done by a Japanese scientist, that even water responds of what we say...

May I Ask You About Love, They Brought Me a Sonnet

A tiny little news I've heard from Dojihatori's recent bulletins makes me excited, worried, and exhilarated. An upcoming indiepop gigs for the next saturday, 14 July 2007 will include a gorgeous band I've been waiting for. The Sweaters, which is a very very special band for me, is going to spread an anxiety, and it's gonna a worth to wait....

And yes, I do hope the pattern of 'galau' will broom there  

She

A simple illustration I've made for my girlfriend a couple weeks ago. Altough she said that the color-tone is gloomy which she barely like the color-tone, I do hope she enjoy it...

The Fire Starter pt.2

So, a week and a couple day ago I was asked by a far-related sister to photograph her brother "khitanan". I'm not sure if she allow me to upload any picture of her family, hence what I have to do is a simple that any other photographs could representated the show.

























A freeze-moment of eat or a hidden desire to eat someone else? Fear of being eaten perhaps?


Those were the neighbour with a very very good intention to set the show up, and yes, everyone needs a rest, so take your meals fellas!


From the catering company... I've got delicous food, buddy! Satisfied!

Oh, I forgot to upload the extended version of a simple journey across my surrounding neighbourhood the day before. Walk through the railpath and discover a simple thing we are all almost forget. A little things that guide the machinist, but still unnoticed by our busy life...


I don't even know what the number for...


Framework, eih?


Eih, everytime I see this image I realize it was a long time not to listen into Thursday-A Hole in The World...but what is that related?


Landscape photograph makes me warm inside, with The Beach Boys - Kokomo set in my hear is much more a very good circumstances I'm looking for...

The Fire Starter pt.1

Due to circumstances beyond control...this is my very first blog. Lotta thing related into photography and illustration, so if you have the same interest as mine, it would be lovely to start any conversations. Cheers!

Summer holiday boredom and shitty lousy living...then i start to capture anything




Janti Fly-over



Walking around to the field surrounding my neighbourhood, then I realize it has been so long time since my last visit, that was the place i used to come for playing kite to...



And a green-tone with a black big bug reinventing my exit.