Babah In My Room

Babah, one of my lovely dog was lost. Wish you always well out there boy.

Photo slide video: Godbless Babah

Goris Merdeka!

Kemerdekaan bukan sekedar harta dan tahta, hanyalah sebuah simbol Negara untuk menuju suatu kemakmuran bagi semua rakyatnya.

Sore itu, 17 Agustus 2011, berbagi makanan gratis adalah cara kawanku Goris untuk merayakan hari kemerdekaan Indonesia. Tanpa bambu runcing dan ikat kepala, hanya tas penuh berisi nasi sayur dan es buah, keliling kota Solo bersama saya membagi-bagikan makanan gratis bagai Sinterklas yang turun terlalu cepat menyambut datangnya Natal di bulan Ramadhan ini.

Selamat berbuka puasa dan selamat hari merdeka Pahlawanku, cheers!

Quiet

Mata ini, sesak oleh embrio kegundahan, mengancam dan mencabik.

Mimpi ini, merajut harapan yang tak dapat kusesalkan dalam taman.

Jurang menjemput bagaikan takdir.

Hanya mampu berkaca, menyesali tragedi yang menyuruhku pergi.

Rangkuman Pagi (recording documentary)

Rangkuman Pagi

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All photos taken by Me and Adit Melon, 21-7-2011

Manahan 021010

 

Singosaren Side #1

Jakarta I.E. 2010

Sheep # 2

Sheep # 1

Let's Buy Used Books

A place where we can share thoughts, imagination, and even buying and selling. Here's one of my favorite places in Solo, the used books market. Located in the north of the Kasunanan Solo Palace, adjoined with antiques shop and lower class eyes glass shop. We can find magazines, comic books, tabloids, novels, dictionaries, scientific dictionaries, clippings, literature books, maps, old books (palace relics, colonial relics, handwritten books, the book reads Java script, etc.), antique photo, stamps, and even you can find old-fashioned toys which popular in 60's-80's. Price range 1000 Rupiahs to infinity. At least once a month I definitely took time to visit here, whether it's being looking for books, or just for kicks while pray can find something crazy stuff here.

While Gramedia book store had launched cheap books sale, here the traders waiting for a used book lovers like me to do business with. Haggling has became common here. And don't be surprised if the traders here know very well figure of Pram, Goenawan Muhammad, Nietzsche, Gorz, Tolstoy, Marx. They've understood very well the value of a book they sell. This is where the pleasure is, we can talk a lot with them as we chat with the author. Because of books they smart, because of books they can live.

Rather than it become garbage, rather than it yawning black polluting, we might read it and treat it.

Omah Lowo (Goodbye Blue Sky)

Goodbye Blue Sky

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter
When the promise of a brave new world
Unfurled beneath a clear blue sky?

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all long gone, but the pain lingers on.

Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye, blue sky
Goodbye...

*Omah Lowo Purwosari, Solo*