Thursday, August 27, 2015

bali + jogja '15.

The one question that I kept hearing every day during my ten days trip was: dateng ke sini sendiri aja? (You came here alone?) It makes me wonder if there's an existing stigma on traveling alone, but I could not care less, since I was having a great time taking control of my own trip.

The trip this year consisted of three episodes; three days job in Uluwatu, four days thesis prep-related activities in Ubud, and natural dyeing workshop in Jogja.

Briefly about the thesis prep, the trip's purpose was to gather as much skills, conversations, inspirations, and materials that'll assist me throughout this upcoming Senior year. The amazing thing is that not all of the things I've encountered and find inspiring were related to the art nor the creative industry. Something worth mentioning would be the hospitality of the locals, which makes traveling a lot better when you end up knowing more about these people and their ways of living. They become the heart of the cities you visited, and the aspect that makes foreign places to feel like home.

If you have any questions about who they are and where I've went during my trip, feel free to hit me up with an e-mail or a coffee convo invitation.

Be back in NYC by next week's Sunday.
And so I'll see you then :)

Friday, August 7, 2015

coffee break w/ bea.

Yuhu, hello!

Good friends of mine would know how lazy I can be when it comes to exploring or finding new places to hang around at. The only way to get me going is to really drag me out of bed and keep me off of it 'till the day ends.

Well, today marks the end of my second week in Jakarta, and Bea happened to be in town. We were in the Cipete area in the Southern part of the town, and somehow got lost. While searching for the shop that we wanted to visit, we stumbled upon a nice coffee place called Tuku. So we went in, bought iced coffee, exchanged a few coffee shop banters with Citra the barista, and sat around for awhile.

After that we continued our way to Älska, a concept store selling things that the owner has curated during her trips to places like Turkey, China, etc. The store consisted of a small café entrance, then tables and shelves filled with things, and a plant nursery on the back. It was quite amazing to see this kind of space that is filled with cultural thingamabobs, and on top of that, in Jakarta, and not exactly mass-produced --unlike other concept stores I've seen in the states.

So yeah, I had a nice afternoon, observing things.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

featured: Artspace ++

Hello to whoever still open this blog for the past months. To those who just found this, well, you're welcome to browse around!

I've been focusing on updating my website for the past six months, alongside all the assignments I have to do for school. Yes, school. Aside from my paid (and somewhat unpaid) jobs, I still have tons of labor to do when it comes to fine arts. It's been very fun --struggling through it and sort-of failing in juggling my multiple interests. For what it's worth, I think I'm getting better. My status as a student kind of compensates on my failures, even though I'm always aiming for a professional status, which means the self-disappointments are endless.

Meh, classic case of artist's ego.

A nice highlight that has been happening since last year is that I've got the opportunity to take lots of portraits for my friends' professional use! I guess that's an indication that people around you are advancing quite gracefully in their career, and a LinkedIn profile is like the cherry-on-top.

One of the most memorable sessions was when my photo theory professor asked me to take a portrait of her for an Artspace interview. Her works and perspective are badassly sincere, and she taught me how to be more critical and brave when it comes to fine arts approach in photography.

Living a life summer to summer.
Hope to be able to evolve together with those who keeps living to maintain their passion.

I'll see you in 48 hours, Jakarta :)

Thursday, June 25, 2015

chelsea skies.

People think having fears is normal. The judgement comes when you tell them what is it that you fear in particular; cotton buds, roaches, heights, monsters in your closet? Anything is possible. Fear is fear, and how you value them in your life will determine how you'll rule your state of mind.

Aside from the FOMOs (fear of missing out) caused by this one bipolar hell of a city, I have been having fears about losing myself, or even losing the drive that gets me out of bed every single day. Life is not as tough when you're well equipped with food and entertainment. Leisure is on every corner, books are affordable. But too much of it and you'll find yourself living in a blur.

When I used to live in Chelsea, one of the things I'd like to do was to lie down on one of the rock benches at Chelsea Piers, and look up into the big open skies. As cliché as it might get, this simple act of being outside, I find it somehow to be therapeutic, but at the same time, it gets lonely.

It rained pretty hard afterwards.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015


Going back to the life of a fine arts student caused me to neglect a lot of things. In a way, it is very unprofessional to do so, but things have to be prioritized. I tend to forget that a day isn't made out of a hundred hours. I apologize for the inconvenience to those people who got affected by this (models, agents, co-workers, etc.) I am positive that things are going to be done when I figure out how to work everything out simultaneously --even if they're months late.

Aside from that, le muse Patricia is currently visiting NYC for the week. As usual, hanging out with her always consisted of lots of food, laughters, and pictures. Although only for today I've been using my polaroid for a change. We both know that we needed something less serious and heavy. Plus, it's her spring break after all.

Namas too tay.

This set of pictures are also available at

Friday, December 12, 2014

cirebon city.

I did a spontaneous cultural getaway to the city of Cirebon, three hours away by train from the capital. A childhood friend of mine offered to take me around because the town that's famous for its batik production turns out to be his hometown. So away we went for three days, squeezing a week's worth of knowledge and culture into that limited timeframe.

Therefore, special thanks to Tomy Agusta and family for being such a great host.

Other than that, the only new thing about my life would be the money-burning obsession towards polaroid. The raw quality of a scanned polaroid gave me a room to breathe from the long and painful process of editing my other pictures. Currently crossing my fingers about it, though.

Blogger's kind of annoying these days due to the inaccurate colors it gave to some of the pictures I've uploaded bellow. But I guess it's fine for now.

Aside from all of the work and mingling, I had two weeks left before flying off to the concrete winter of NYC. Excited? Yeap. Gonna be able to see a lot of my good friends, both humans and artworks. Although I might've not be able to do a lot of fashion photography due to the workload I'll get as a third year student. Maybe that's why the world is giving me a lot of new opportunities in photography these days.

I can only hope that juggling everything this time will be easier with the clarity that I've gained during the past six months of being home.

Peace and wanderlust!


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