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'I would learn of their dream in flowers, but butterfly have no voice' it's about the fact that butterflies live for such a brief period of time. All they would understand is being in the beauty of flowers, so if a butterfly slept and had a dream, that's what it would be about. {an opening page for Frankie issue 87 I think I will always remember this..}

Hotell, an Art House movie from Sweden is marked as the first movie that I watched in Kineforum.  But before I talked about the movie, I wanted to tell you shortly about this first-timer-thing. Kineforum is a non-commercial mini-theater located inside Taman Ismail Marzuki (TIM), Jakarta. A place where you can watch the classic and contemporary movie, national and international ones. It's like a refreshing air to watch a non-English spoken language movie in the ocean of American blockbuster here and there. But anyway. The list of movies that shows are free or cost you like twenty or thirty thousand rupiahs. You can also donate voluntarily after reserve your ticket. You can just put your money inside a wooden box on the right side of the reception table. Being a latecomer that I am. I arrived ten minutes before the movie started, exhausted from all the walked from the entry gate, I reserved my ticket and also bought a much-needed ion drink. When I realized that I have to donate ...

    Yesterday I just finished re-reading this anthology entitled 'Wajah Terakhir' by Mona Sylviana. I'm the type of people who read their books more than once. Maybe because I always have a newly found fascinating fact that I wasn't aware of on my first time reading them. Or maybe I'm just that nerd..? Anyway, back to Wajah Terakhir. This is maybe the only book that I like but never had the courage to re-reading it. Because there was always something that held me back every time I'm about to pick this book. You guys must be wondering why one had to have a courage to just simply read a book. But it's true. It's not just an ordinary fiction I tell you. It filled with realities with made up names and characters. But it clearly is a collection of stories about our decaying typical urban issues and irony. It's about women.     Many faces of women with dark facts on their fingertips. Honestly, I can't stand how the stories were written. They are writte...

Hello! These are the result for my first black and white film.  The last photo is one of the chicken place around my neighborhood where I'm loosing count on how many time that I spent there enjoying unexpensive coffees and free Wifi. I like black and white as much as I like to imagine how documentation and recording movies worked before color television are invented. In monochrome we depend on light to define an object. Darker and lighter tone to render the images. I like the color one better because black and white looks sad to me. Life has been 'black and white' these past months for me too. I'm still hoping for better days to come...

Watch the sea rise and fall! Atone, for the fisherman. As the sun changing beneath the shore, And skin to skin with the sand . Do not race with time, I tell you, do not! 'Cause we only know how to be late And sinking right after .. I always choose a mountain over a beach to show how I really hate the sun and how annoying for me to stand under the strong sunlight. Until I experienced living in the city that surround by water and lit intensely by the ultraviolet everyday. Everything looks dazzling more than the way they normally do. So I guess that's what makes me appreciate every little things more.. Like how I love every minute that I spent there, every person that I had the chance to know and befriends with, every morning ride with a rice field view, every sunset, every ceremonies songs that I overheard when days started to getting darker, every food, the calm I felt in that one favorite coffee shop of mine, The 30 minutes ride to the beautiful beach, afternoon hike, old templ...

Selamat Malam dunia nirkabel,      Jadi, malam ini waktu pergi beli makan di jalan besar saya mengalami sebuah peristiwa kesadaran psikologis yang kecil. Tinggal di Bali membuat saya mau tidak mau harus berkendara motor kemana-mana setiap hari, karena memang susah kendaraan umum disini. Saya terbilang baru bisa bawa motor, sekitar setahun? di jakarta saya cuma naik motor kalau weekend untuk pergi ke yang dekat- dekat rumah macam ke ATM atau beli makan. Beli bensin aja kadang saya kikuk. Pindah kesini mau gak mau saya akhirnya buat SIM dan menyewa sebuah motor scooter. Untuk ukuran pengendara motor newbie saya paling kesel kalau udah namanya keliwatan belokan atau ke titik tempat manapun itu yang saya tuju tapi karena terlewat saya harus muter balik, pokoknya semua manuver yang mengharuskan saya nyeberang dari jalur kiri ke kanan. Awalnya masih takut-takut tapi lama-lama lumayan sih. Ada satu  mini market yang sering saya kunjungi buat beli barang- barang kebutuh...

    I love pause point.      I call all silences and alone time a pause point because in my view it's when you stop for a moment to take a break from everything you routinely do. Working, socializing or even to stop your train of thoughts. It's been a month since I move to Bali (temporarily or to settle I still don't know yet) and tomorrow I'll be experiencing Nyepi day for the first time in my life. Not like I'm not usually feeling lonely half of my adult life, but it's different now because I have to do it practically. Practical means that I have to turn off any lights, I shouldn't be driving, no internet, no loud music, and have zero access to mini markets, bank, gas station or any other public facilities that need human to operate them. People will stay at home when it's getting dark into the night after all rituals and religious ceremonies. These activities on Nyepi fascinates me in some way. I have this feeling that people should do this more than...

     Allora!  here are results for my fourth roll and I can say that I wasn't so fail this time. It still look over-contrast for my taste but still, I love how it turned out! It was 2015 when I started my interest on analog photography and I'm still not good enough. Maybe because I wasn't so productive. Can you count, 2 years has passed, only on my fourth roll.      These are taken in RPTRA Kalijodo, Jakarta. A brief history about this place, it's quite interesting I tell you. This place was originally, an infamous place for prostitution and gamble around Penjaringan area. Kali means river and Jodo means soulmate. Which kind of a poetic name for a red-light district.. However, this place is one of the oldest part of Jakarta contain many interesting history of all kind you can easily find on Wiki. Thus, it's been through some of the important country timeline, culture and public function. As one of Ahok, Jakarta former governor work mission, this place...

-always be my favorite. I have a friend that once said to me that she is a really lyrical person for a music. It means like she concerns a lot about what the songs lyric's all about, and it a significant capacity that shows whether it's a good song or not. It makes me analyze my preference subconsciously towards my friend's statement. I'm a fan of words. it's true. Good, poetical and positive meaning words means much to me. I like books and I adore movies with fine dialogue. But then, I realize how is it exactly, my brain processing music. Melody, ambiance, colours, hot or cold, shine or dark, strawberries or apple, a sunset or a manicurely beautiful landscape are all these random things I kinda felt or imagine when I hear musics. I mean, basically musics could stand without any words and it can be that abstract. It can be just sound that don't have their own identity but melt with other sound beautifully (quote Branco and Thomas, Phoenix) I tried an experiment ...

Last week, I finished this one novel by Mitch Albom. First impression, it's surprised me how the plot of the story flowed exactly like the title representation. I thought that this title will just be a metaphor to a reality that the main character played. But turned out it's a semi-superstitious story that aligning realities of life as the main structure. I'm not good at writing a book review, but I'd like to write about what I feel throughout my reading. First thing, this story had touched me in a way that I always share a soft part in. A story about feeling worthless and sad and surrendering as a human being. About what to do when your life didn't work out as planned. About many things in our past, we hope we could change. Decisions that we regret. People that we wished we never had known and words that we wished we never had said. The purpose of every person that Eddie encounter in his newly days in Heaven are to make sense of his yesterday. It written: "Thi...

everybody has a secret. I, too have couple of them. But when people asked to be shared their secrets anonymously, some of it left me in awe. How life and perspective of human can be so quirky and sad at the same time. This  BLOG  and THIS - enjoy some deepest notes you'll ever read.