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!

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

;home.

Have you ever mindlessly doodled on a tissue while you were on the phone, or fiddled with a rubber band when someone was scolding you? Well, today I found myself grabbing my camera in the midst of piling a mountain high of doubts.

Doubts about the future, about time management, about confidence, about freedom.

And I thought about since when is photography about how much equipments I have to use --which stresses me out quite a bit when it comes to planning. There's something about my way of working that changed, and it gave me an impression of being corrupted. Like an error file on your desktop.

I wonder if I'll be more relaxed about all of this when I'm back in NYC, as a Fine Arts student that focuses only on making beautiful things.

Friday, October 10, 2014

tenth of october.

I've decided to make my website public since about two weeks ago, therefore this blog would still be running as more of a personal platform. Honestly I'm still a bit annoyed about not being able to share all of my pictures both from work and daily life in one place anymore. It's not that I can't, but I'm still trying to figure out how to manage two sites at the same time. I mean, hell, I didn't even update this blog that often.

But yes, figuring things out is not the same as cooking a cup noodle. Instant gratification is the last thing I wanted to practice right now.

Aside from tech dev and work, I've also started a short project with a mystery model. She's fifteen years old, and despite her young age, she's been babysitting my nephew from time to time.


I also just got back from China and committed a crime by buying a fake pair of canvas shoes --only because they're navy blue plus it's China, what can you expect? They're not the ones in the photograph, though. I bought this orange pair for a good price on ZALORA.

OH and I styled! Man, it's been awhile since I did that. Remember Ray from the previous post? He introduced me to Bowo, a photographer and adorer of all things Japanese. We ended up collaborating at my house the week after we got to know each other;


You can check his works here and follow his instagram @prabowbow.

Yes, ok, that's all for the greeting post this month.
With that, I wish you all a fucking one hell of a great weekend!

Monday, September 22, 2014

bone(s)kin.

The negative connotation of the word 'interruption' made me think, what would be an example of a positive interruption in life?

Personal answer: new people, introduced.

Ray introduced himself to me after a friend of a close friend of mine tagged him onto a comment section on a Facebook post. As I get to know him, I found his personality to be driven by a lot of his passion; whether it's from the pieces he wrote, or the spontaneous Skype sessions we had where he'll often talk about thing A and somehow relate it up to thing Z.

And on our second meeting this year, we merged our hang out session with a test shoot!

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

bali '14.

To escape the bedug of Eid Mubarak, my family and I went to Bali for six days. It was a big change of scenery. Two weeks before that I was surrounded by concretes and windows with plants that are dying. Suddenly my lungs were inhaling the salty air of a paradise that is only an hour of flight from my hometown.

Despite the fact that the island was filled with people who fled from Jakarta for the same reason, it didn't stop my family to travel around to places where my nephew can scream with joy.

"Uwa uwa!" he shouted. "Sendal, digigit!" That was his favorite story of the whole trip that he kept on telling us --they went to the monkey forest and my nephew's sandal was bitten and stolen away by some silly monkey.

Om swastiastu.



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