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“Walkers are 'practitioners of the city,' for the city is made to be walked. A city is a language, a repository of possibilities, and walking is the act of speaking that language, of selecting from those possibilities" A qoute by Rebecca Solnit which I found as an opening paragraph of one of the short story inside the book, Tales of Two Cities: The best and worst times in today's New York. I'm half way finish reading this book and I wanted to say that I'm in love with all of the opening stories. It feel like I share the same feeling and perspectives with some of the authors of the book.  People are the atom of the city and whether we're realize it or not, we depend our daily mechanism of move around from one place to another in the city by system that are already there. Arranged by city planner, government policies, execute by local authorities, and lived by us. The atom. A city can be monstrously ugly or enchantingly beautiful depends on what kind of glass...

'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..}

Lead me among your deserted soil, I will still bloom like a fool Lead me between the drain pipe of your dreams I will sank and dance as the ocean rhymes Never did I hear a sound so alluring As your intertwine footsteps on the edge of the sand I love you quite, tiny and little Like a darkness inside a whale’s stomach I love you subtle and afraid Like a dolphin’s cry across a distant bay Albeit my soul very merry Never did I want to possess you Even when I bleed your name like dripping sweats Never did I intent to keep you inside a bubble Only will I take of what little that I could Be still with it Through the rest of my pathetic life

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...