16.12.13

Ayorek! SUB Festive & SUB Versi Book and Web's Launching

Welcomed by Post A Place #2!
Welcome to Ayorek! SUB Festive 2013 at Balai Pemuda. The event was held next to Surabaya Tourism Information Center (TIC), it is also part of Surabaya Spectacular Night. While, Surabaya Spectacular Night is usually held every Sunday. I think Balai Pemuda should provide more space for youth events like this, since it is derived literally from the name of the building, haha you're welcome :D

There were many fun things and talks that can brighten up your mind. The event started with the screening of Surabaya AnimNation, Cak Ikin as the founder always provides cool animation nutrition for Surabaya people. Surabaya AnimNation closed by a short animation film by Cak Waw that getting hypes from Festival Film Indonesia. Indeed, it's cool and funny. Everyone's enjoying the show by the burst of laughters. Surabaya was colder that day, the influence of west monsoon which always pours more rains in December. Then, there were also brief talks with Kak Kathleen about Ayorek! website, SUB versi book, and Ayorek! Treasure Hunting. Literally, Ayorek is two phrases in Surabaya's language, ayo means come on or invitation, while rek is the term used in our every day language to call our friends. It is also derived from budaya arek or the spirit of youth in our culture especially in some parts of East Java including Surabaya. It can be an invitation for everyone to participate since "Ayorek is a platform to record, connect, and enable the city and the people of Surabaya". Now, everyone can contribute to the knowledge about Surabaya by posting your ideas, articles, videos, audios and photos on Ayorek! website. Ayorek! can be a platfrom that pretty much like the combination of narrative.ly and visualized like They Draw and Travel for the mapping. Yes, I love c2o and Ayorek! Check out their web to gain knowledge and story about our super hometown, Surabaya! 

A Sunday talk was about creativity, media, commons, community & participation by Mrs. Sirikit Syah from Media Watch and featuring a talk about creative commons. If you have any blog, videos on vimeo or youtube, photographs on flickr, you should know about what creative commons license is to protect and spread knowledge from your works. For further search, just click and go visit their site or read a book entitled Free Culture/ Budaya Bebas by Lawrence Lessig which you can get or borrow C2O Library & Collabtive. If you're an Airlangga University's student, you can borrow it from American Corner Library. I'd found that book a long time ago before I knew about what creative commons is from Amcor Library. 

Meanwhile, we were in love with sambosa, traditional food from Kampung Arab that similar to pastry filled with ground lamb, onions and spices, ultra delicious! There were also Arabian coffee, that also tastes like mixed with ginger extract. I didn't know how many glasses I drank, hihihi. In this event, there were also an exhibition of Post A Place #2 that shows DIY postcards about Surabaya, it can be  in a form of sketch, doodle, or photograph. I made seven postcards for them. There were also treasure hunting by STD or Surabaya Tempo Dulu, a community of old Surabaya enthusiasts. They provided many trivial questions about Balai Pemuda and Surabaya in Dutch colonization era. Inyongski and me curious about one question, where is the mirror in Balai Pemuda that can reflect a Dutchman's ghost, and mostly they answered "in Tourism Information Center". Finally, the event was perfectly closed by local bands performances. Get the SUB/SIDE CD featuring some local bands on the event, only on C2O Library & Collabtive Surabaya for IDR 15k and Ayorek! journal about Kampung Arab for IDR 5k. ;)

Kak Kathleen explained about Ayorek! and SUB Versi
Sambosa and Arabian Coffee, sponsored by Mas Adhiel. Favorite! I drank about I don't know how many sips. 

Treasure Hunting by STD
For Sale, IDR 15k only! COD by Inyongski :D
Pop-Up Library
Pasar Gembong! Written & illustrated by Inyongski & me, featured in SUB Versi book.
Debby confused about what to draw for the post card
Screening of Akumassa Video by Kinetik UPN. I think cinematographers are supposed to contribute for the city's knowledge sometimes. more about Akumassa.
This is Vina, She's from Melbourne. We talked a bit about Surabaya and Laneway :D The background is sketches from Surabaya Sketch War by Orange House Studio.
the crowds
I've read the journal this morning, and it's awesome. Now I'm curious where to buy that pencil, or a kind of that, because it's actually IKEA's
Hi Mom! and Pathetic Experience. As cool as always and I forgot to take a snap of Alepak, huhu, they are super funny!

15.12.13

Snapshots for "Trip to Historical Site For ASEAN Unity 2013"

A week full of awesomeness ever! This week I became a liaison officer for ASEAN event "Trip to Historical Site For ASEAN Unity 2013", FYI this is their first time! This is also the first time for me as liaison officer. I've got so many things to learn, and I think it'll change my perspective about many things after our daily conversations with all LOs, Pak La Ode, Mas Arya, Mas Ryan, Mas Rojil (who looks like Ramon Y. Tungka.... wait for it.... from distance! :D and combination with Mas Breng's face, our senior at English Department) and all the extraordinary things that we experienced everyday and also learn about how to handle an event that might gone out of expectation. I learned a lot especially from Pak La Ode who deserves great gratitude for saving this event. I couldn't imagine how this event turned out to be without him. Well, he's really a funny person and calm, he's a history lecturer at our campus and so is Mas Arya while Mas Rojil is a lecturer at Ciputra. Suddenly I remember, before I decided to choose English Department as second choice in university, I really wanted to learn history and my parents wasn't really agree about me study in history major, but then my father always supports me to find history books I want to read or just having such talk. My father was born in the very late 40s, so he often tells me about many things. This event is perfectly right for me since I love history. Unfortunately, I couldn't attend the lecturing session because it was only for the delegates. Well, here are just some snapshots that I took.

Well, the very first briefing was on Sunday and I had no idea we were going to Trowulan sub-district, Mojokerto. So, yaayyy! First time I went there with my father when my lecturer gave final assignment about Majapahit Empire. I was so excited and I asked my father to go with me. I couldn't imagine about their life or appearance in Majapahit era until I went to the museum. I was speechless, my imagination went through how they dress, their activities, their ceremony, etc by looking at the collection of the museum. Lately I can picture it more by reading Pram's Arok Dedes (not yet finished reading it!) about the life of East Java's kingdoms. I like how people called our province as mystical, indeed. So, this is my second time to went there, and everything seems better. There is a renovation by building a roof for the remaining trace of Majapahit site near the museum, so that the tourist can see better from the height. Although the guide said that it wasn't fully 100% yet and still in a process.

Trowulan is the former capital city of Majapahit Empire. The territory of the empire were including Malay Peninsula and some part of Phillipine's territory (they are all now Singapore, Brunei, Phillipines, Malaysia, and Thailand). Well, the popular trivial thing about the name of the empire is, maja is a fruit, and pahit means bitter. Maja is a typical fruit that grows in Mojokerto. The establishment of the empire itself started from Raden Wijaya who was given a territory in Tarik Forest, Mojokerto. Then, he established a village named Majapahit which the territory was increasingly widespread under the throne of Hayam Wuruk and assisted by Gadjah Mada as his chief minister. Majapahit was also considered as wealthy trading state that took control over the trade in the South East Asian's well-known and influential strait of Malacca. We also visited some sites like temples that spread near the museum.

Trowulan Museum, Mojokerto
We can see the site of Majapahit Empire from such height
Arca from Majapahit Era
Gapura Bajang Ratu
Some historians believe that this temple was the main gateway to enter an important building in Majapahit Empire 
Actually the Reog and Jaranan dance wasn't performed as complete as in the annual Faculty of Humanities Airlangga University's Culture Festival.
Reog, although it is originated from Ponorogo, East Java, sometimes it is showed along with Jaranan or Javanese traditional horse dancing
Candi Tikus
It was a 'pertirtaan' or ritual pool bathing, the concept of this temple, there is several filter as they believed that it made water became pure and holy.
Candi Brahu
This temple was believed as cremation place of Majapahit's kings
Gapura Wringin Lawang
gapura: gateway, wringin= banyan, lawang= gateway

After visited Trowulan Museum and Majapahit sites in Mojokerto, the next day we explored some historical places in Surabaya. Before that, we also went to Porong, saw the Lapindo mud flow. When I go to Malang or anywhere else via Surabaya-Gempol Freeway where the center of explosion is near to the freeway. I see high mound next to the railway but I've never gone up stair to see the mud behind the mound. It really in vast area and also terrifying. I also talked to some inhabitants that selling some documentary CD of Lapindo mud flow. The ironic part is, according to them, the government has already provided settlement for them as long as they pay for about 200 million Rupiahs. There are about 16 villages, 3 sub-districts and more than 10 millions units of house drowned. Since the area was dominated by factories and became the inhabitants' livelihood, when it's gone, so is their job. But I think it cause more troubles because they only eking a living by selling documentary CDs, ojek or take tourist around the site by motorcycle, and also beggar :( 

After a sad story, we moved to the north part of Surabaya! I love these part, it's like we're trapped in the past. The first destination in Surabaya was Hong Tiek Hian temple. It is the oldest temple or kelenteng in Surabaya. Located near Kembang Jepun's Chinatown, the temple is also near to inhabitant's houses. It is considered as Ku Bhi Lai Khan's inheritance, it was built by his troops called Tar-Tar. First we entered the kelenteng, we were welcomed by Hio's aroma, statues and huge candles. The main building is actually divided in to two by a small alley. This alley connects the main street to inhabitants' settlement. We were welcomed by the performance of Wayang Potehi or Potehi Puppet on stage. This performance is originally derived from China. The word Potehi comes from poo-tay-hie, poo: fabrictay: pocket or pouch and hie: puppet. Overall, the meaning of Potehi is a puppet from fabric clothe and has a pocket played by the puppeteer. If there's no special visit, the Potehi Puppet Show usually performed in the afternoon. Sometimes we can find funny things inside the kelenteng too, such as laundry or sun-dried clothes, magic jar (jar to cook rice), but most of people who live there are not Chinese. 

Kelenteng Hong Tiek Hian, Surabaya's Chinatown
The oldest klenteng in Surabaya! Klenteng in English means worship place or temple of Confucianism, Buddhist, and Taoism's adherents
There are many altars in this temple

Dragon becomes symbol of demon repellent

Next, we visited Ampel as one of historical site in Surabaya and influential as the starting-point of the Islamic spread in East-Java. Before entering the area of Ampel Mosque, there is a long road of market that sells equipment of worship, clothes, foods. When I was in Junior High School, there were still many Arabians in the market sold perfumes, but I think there were none of them last week in this trip, or probably because it's a weekday. Unfortunately, we couldn't have the chance to walk around Kampung Arab. Kampung in Surabaya is a typical of neighborhood that live very close, side by side. My last walk in Kampung Arab was with Manic Street Walkers (a street walkers community in Surabaya) in collaboration with House of Sampoerna's program. There is a tradition in Kampung Arab's house that they need to apply sun-shade in front of their door so that strangers can not see inside the house. For further info about Kampung Arab near Ampel area, you can read some articles from Ayorek! project by hitting these links about An Afternoon Walk in Pasar Pabean and Kampung Arab and One Morning in Kampung Arab.

And those trip and sleepless nights was super awesome! 
My Selfie, 9th Floor  (literally it's 4th!) of The Empire Palace Hotel
This is how to drying up wet sneakers in your hotel room using the air conditioning's breeze  #lifeguide :))
Meanwhile, last night I went to C2O Library & Collabtive since today Ayorek! SUB Festive is held at Balai Pemuda, a festival to celebrate Surabaya's people, culture, uniqueness, places, and everything! Super excited, last year there was Ayorek! Treasure Hunting, kinda' collaboration research about Surabaya citizen. Inyongski and me wrote about Pasar Gembong, we also made some doodles like the maps, the people, and things you can find there, the concept is pretty much like They Draw & Travel. It will be published as a book entitled SUB Versi! :D Well, I'll tell you more about it later, the festival and launching will be held today! 

24.11.13

Prasangka


Lebih mudah berdiri gagah tersapu angin yang mengiringi awan teduh. Lebih mudah berdiri gagah secara harfiah. Kupinjam loteng tetanggaku sejenak hanya untuk melihat garis lurus yang terbentang horizontal di depanku. Ia menyerahkan diri terinjak kawanan roda yang hendak menuju ke kota atau ke desa. Aku rasa, kehadiranku di ketinggian ini hanya untuk melihat garis merah yang membentangkan permadani untuk bulan malam ini. Tapi perkiraanku kurang tepat. 

Aku hanya ingin melihat langit menyediakan keindahannya untukku. Hal yang sedikit diberikan oleh kehidupan padaku. Apa yang diharapkan dariku. Beberapa waktu yang lalu aku terpana, keperawananku sendiri telah pergi sambil kupegangi erat kakinya. Aku terseret mempertahankannya, namun ia pergi tanpa menangisiku. Ia tertawa dibawah pengaruh senyawa kimia. Lalu pergi sebelum menendangku kemari. Tempat yang kecil dan bising, dimana semua mata ikut menendangku pada sudut yang lembab dan berhantu. Bila hidup terasa pahit, aku menguyah ampas tebu dan tetap menjangkau rasa pahit itu. 

Kilasan-kilasan balik itu terus berputar di otakku. Seperti ada yang merekamnya untukku. Seandainya saja kutemukan sejak lama  tombol yang bisa kuinjak untuk menghapusnya. Karena layar besar itu bukan hanya memantul-mantul di otakku, namun pada semua otak orang-orang disini. Mereka terus mengejarku. Mereka akan mempunyai nama panggilan baru tentangku di benak mereka masing-masing. Siapa yang peduli. Aku-pun mencoba pergi dari sini sejak televisi sedang bingung menyebarkan kabar bahwa bahan bakar minyak akan segera naik. Aku hanya butuh bahan bakar ingatan.

"Ranti!", dengan cepat kutengok asal suara itu.
"Hei"
"Sejak kapan disini?"

Seorang laki-laki kurus bertelanjang dada memanjatkan kakinya ke atas sini. Ia terlihat lebih tua dari hari kuseret koperku keluar dari ujung jalan itu. Terlebih dulu dinaikkannya sebuah ember penuh dengan baju basah. Sementara di kejauhan mulai terlihat lampu jalan bebas hambatan yang menyala serentak dalam jentikan jari, seketika. Sesaat itu pula, langit menjadi satu nomor lebih gelap. Sambil terus menghembuskan angin terbaiknya, mengobati jiwa-jiwa yang kecewa akan absen-nya gelaran karpet merah sore ini.  

"Mmm... Sejak kemarin"
"Sejak kemarin di loteng sini?"
"Ha! Kapan terakhir kali kamu menertawakan kesalahan dalam menangkap maksud dari sebuah percakapan?"
"Wow, santai!"
"Orang-orang masih menganggapku bodoh?"
"Pada dasarnya, mereka sudah melupakanmu"
"Waktu yang menyembuhkannya, ha?"
"Bukan. Karena kamu bukan siapa-siapa"

Siapa bilang aku seorang perawan (tak lagi) yang dipaksa putus sekolah? Aku hanyalah benda diam yang sekian lama berdiri di atas sini. Aku hanya merasa ingin memposisikan diri seperti wanita yang pernah menangis di atas sini, semalaman. Keesokan harinya ia berlagak seperti sedang penasaran dengan anatomi tubuhnya sendiri. Ada sebilah pisau dapur pada tangan kanannya. Kujauhkan pandanganku dari sana. Aku selalu merekamnya, semua yang telah ia ceritakan, pada malam-malam itu. Lalu ia menemaniku selama beberapa bulan setelah tubuhnya terbenam tanah basah di bulan basah. Kadang ia menyesal, ia mengandung udara di perutnya. Tak ada apa-apa disana. Kadang ia merasa semua akan lebih baik jika saja ia membiarkan ada udara mengalir dan menghidupi tubuhnya.

"Penderitaanku, tak ada apa-apa dibandingkan jutaan orang yang mengalami hal lebih buruk dari ini di luar sana. Dan mereka masih bertahan."

"Harusnya, orang-orang yang menerima lebih banyak nikmat dariku, mereka harusnya berbahagia. Kita tak akan bisa menikmati kelebihan nikmat itu sampai ia terenggut paksa dari kehidupan kita"

Namanya Riyanti, ia menangis hebat di usia sembilan belas tahun. Orang tuanya berpisah, ia diperkosa dua hari sebelum ia datang kemari untuk pertama kali. Ia lulus Sekolah Menengah Atas, tak sempat melanjutkan kuliah. Ia ingin menjadi psikolog. Ia terbunuh oleh prasangka, bahwa hidup akan lebih baik ketika mengakhiri selalu menjadi sebuah solusi dari sebuah kecelakaan maut antara realitas dan hal yang menurutnya ideal. 

12.11.13

Bila Pagi

Bila pagi mengandung kabut
Lelehan getah turun menyusun embun
Berdecak-decak melawan penyakit semu

Kristal yang dibelai kasar
Berpendar dan menusuk lebih dalam
Tak 'kan pilu dan tak akan pernah pilu

Karena dulunya senja, tak pernah jauh dari pertengahan
Pekatnya identitas yang beriringan
Langkah kusut di trotoar jalanan

Dahulu, tak ada manis yang terlampau hangus
Kini, tak ubahnya gua-gua jiwa yang runtuh
Lagi-lagi terasing di pagi yang disabung malam

Ayolah, kita melompat menepuk sinar matahari
Sekali ini kita saling tinggalkan jurang yang dingin
Berdinding rongsokan

____________________________________________

Surabaya, 26 Maret 2010, 02.00 WIB

Puisi ini saya buat untuk sahabat-sahabat saya, dan kami akan bertemu akhir pekan ini. Ada yang telah pulang dari rantauan serta berbagai kesibukan sudah memisahkan kami bertahun-tahun. Semoga akan ada banyak cerita baru. :)

4.11.13

Where The Wild Creatures Are


Dulu teman saya ada yang pernah bilang kalau dia ingin naik jerapah. Saya kira itu merupakan ide yang amat koplak, namun kini saya paham apa yang dia rasakan. Saya sendiri juga bingung mengapa saya benar-benar suka jerapah. Menurut saya mereka adalah makhluk yang cantik sekaligus kuat. Waktu kecil saya pernah membaca bahwa dua kaki depan jerapah dapat meremukkan sehelai singa. Kadang saya seringkali bermimpi sedang berada di padang sabana yang luas di sore hari. Mungkin suatu hari nanti cita-cita saya ke Afrika akan segera terlaksana (ahahahaha). Baru-baru ini di TV ada iklan minuman bersoda yang mengadakan kuis liburan ke Afrika, dan saya akan ikut berpartisipasi, doakan ya. 

Sebenarnya saya membuat posting-an kali ini bukan cuma karena saya rindu jerapah. FYI, jerapah di atas adalah jerapah di KBS yang saya foto pada akhir tahun 2010. Waktu itu saya baru membeli kamera dan sedang impulsif dan ingin lihat jerapah. Sayang bertrilyun-trilyun sayang, semua file foto di KBS pada hari itu hilang karena corrupt. :( Semua foto di posting-an ini saja yang tersisa. Di KBS-pun kini sudah tidak ada jerapah, sejak jerapah terakhir mereka telah berpulang akibat keracunan. Kutitipkan salammu nak jika suatu saat hamba ke Afrika. Mungkin sudah banyak orang yang bercerita tentang Kebun Binatang Surabaya, semua yang buruk. :(

Meskipun sejak kecil saya senang berkunjung ke kebun binatang, kadang ada perasaan semacam sudden sad ketika melihat mereka terperangkap di dalam kandang. Hal yang paling saya takuti biasanya ketika ada gajah marah sambil meraung-raung dan mungkin terdengar sambil menggebrak-gebrak kandangnya yang besar. Setelah berbagai kasus Kebun Binatang dan semakin beredar luas di media tentang penyiksaan terhadap berbagai macam hewan. Entah kapan saya akan berkunjung ke kebun binatang lagi, bahkan saya mulai berpikir kearah apakah kebun binatang itu, tempat penyimpanan binatang itu adalah tempat yang ber-peri kehewan-an. Bahkan di luar sana banyak orang yang menyiksa hewan demi mengepulnya dapur mereka, seperti dulu saya pernah nge-twit "Some people do harsh thing for a living". Contohnya mencabuti bulu angsa untuk bantal, tapi angsa-nya dibiarkan hidup setelah bulunya dicabuti, ada pula gajah yang dibunuh demi diambil gadingnya. Why people, why? Ada juga yang mengumpat-umpat di twitter, mengutuki, dan semua pisuhan dari A sampai Z keluar setelah melihat hal semacam itu. Tapi kayaknya percuma juga. Kadang saya menyadari, sejahat-jahatnya hewan buas, manusia bisa jadi jauh lebih ganas. Kadang saya-pun fantasizing, bahwa orang-orang yang menyiksa hewan itu, suatu saat di akhirat bakal dipertemukan sama hewan-hewan yang pernah mereka siksa (mohon berikan pengecualian terhadap kami yang menyiksa nyamuk dengan mengoleskan autan maupun menyemprot baygon). 



27.10.13

Sekuel Zine Turis Kecetit: Turis Nebeng #2

beberapa zine yang dirampok dari zine picnic #3 pagi ini. (turis nebeng #2 oleh maya+saya, bike oleh mbak Anitha Silvia, Brielle #2 oleh Adrea+Gita, serta Ingustrasi #2 oleh mas Rici)
Akhirnya Zine Picnic #3 kembali digelar di Jalan Raya Darmo, Surabaya di tengah riuh dan asiknya Car Free Day. Sambil menggelar lapak, membaca zine, dan mamam mamam roti, saling berkenalan dan melirik anjing-anjing unyu sedang jalan sehat (beserta pemiliknya yang unyu). Sebenarnya pagi ini lupa membawa kamera dan hp saya sedang sakaratul maut memory card-nya, jadi ga sempet fotoin lapak yang banyak zine bergizi-nya. Yang paling berkesan dari beberapa zine yang saya baca on the spot, tadi ada zine dari Pontianak (lupa judulnya) yang keren dan lucu bahasannya, jadi pengen baca lagi (belum selesai baca).

Tadi ketika menggelar lapak, banyak orang yang menanyakan pada kami tentang zine yang digelar serta apa itu zine. Kemudian mbak Tinta menjawabnya dengan diplomatis hehe. Awalnya saya baru tahu tentang zine ya sejak mengenal C2O library, sebelumnya sih menganggap zine itu identik dengan punk zine, underground (mungkin masih ada orang yang beranggapan demikian). Tapi, seperti yang mas Rici bilang tadi, padahal zine di luar lebih banyak dibikin oleh kaum weirdo. Tapi di luar mungkin zine itu hampir sama kayak disini yang akrab dan identik dengan kaum pustakawan dan tentunya mengusung semangat do-it-yourself. Kayaknya sih mayoritas-nya lebih ke art-zine dan literature. Buat yang masih belum familiar dan wondering, zine iku opo seh. Zine itu kayak self-published magazine, tapi versi sederhananya magazine, dimana kita bisa menyebarkan informasi secara bebas, kreatif serta menyebarkannya secara mandiri. Selain itu zine biasa diproduksi dengan cara di-foto kopi, tapi nggak harus sih, banyak juga yang lebih mutakhir. Konten dari zine nggak melulu tentang tulisan tapi juga ilustrasi atau gambar-gambar lucu, infografis, dan lain sebagainya. Kalau jenis konten-nya bisa jadi luas banget dan bisa mencakup apa saja, bisa juga yang berasal dari keseharian kita atau mungkin kritik sosial? Jadi yang underground nggak selalu identik dengan punk kok, hehe. Mungkin Turis Kecetit juga underground kalau turis-nya mberangkang di gorong-gorong. *oke mulai ga fokus*

Sedangkan zine kami sendiri lebih ringan dan menghibur (semoga), kami ingin menunjukkan tentang segala hal yang unik di jalan, terutama tulisan-tulisan dekat lampu merah, jidat truk, bemo, dan lain sebagainya. Yak, sekian berbagi tentang apa itu zine, semoga barokah. Sampai jumpa di lain kesempatan. 

21.10.13

A Bitten Butter Cookie and Tea


Ini sih bukan buat sarapan, karena cuma mampu mengganjal lambung bagian pojokan pula. Tapi harus saya akui, lumayan enak untuk pagi yang masih suci karena belum ternodai siksaan panas Surabaya yang menyengsarakan. Beberapa menit kemudian setelah sarapan yang elegan: ma'em sego, sambel, tempe goreng, endhog goreng, sayur asem. FAIL! Hahaha.. Entah mengapa mungkin bagi kebanyakan orang, sarapan itu harus yang nasinya kemebul dan ikan yang banyak, makan dengan lekoh. Tapi ada juga sih yang tiba-tiba update di media sosial menampakkan sejumput roti dan selai ala sarapan di sinetron layar kaca. Saya sih fleksibel kayak produk pohon kelapa *ngomong opo sih*. Jadi saya suka banget sama blog Simply Breakfast yang punya konsep simpel, foto menu sarapan sehari-hari. Kalo dibikin project sarapan Indonesia pasti keren banget, sampai nasi panas diuyahi atau nasi kecap telor ceplok ikut dimasukin, hehe. 

*Saya amat menyukai dua menu terakhir yang di atas. Jadi ini fotonya udah elegan tapi bahasannya kok ya kurang mencermikan. :))

19.10.13

Instead of Being Decayed

artificial sun
Kehilangan diri selama beberapa hari. Iya, ada banyak hal yang tiba-tiba membangunkanku, dan puncaknya adalah hari ini. Kemarin sore mencoba menikmati waktu sendirian mendengarkan beberapa lagu sampai senja permisi mau lewat. Secara umum, kondisi kejiwaan memang sedang agak labil. Berawal dari tepat seminggu yang lalu ibu sakit, serta terjadi-nya percekcokan antara orang tua dan saya, sehingga saya merasa tertampar dan terlihat agak gelisah dan kalut. Kejadian yang membuat saya berpikir "I want my youth!" ketika kamu merasa semua itu terampas karena harus memberi ekstra perhatian kepada orang tua yang telah lanjut usia. Selanjutnya, setelah sehari dua hari ber-hak mendapatkan hal itu dengan mengesampingkan keadaan mereka, tiba-tiba semua jenis makhluk mulai dari astral sampai mikroorganisme memelototimu karena bertindak amat egois. I'm young, they're old, I like festivities, they want peace. Walaupun aku sendiri kadang berpikir, bahwa apapun masalahku, aku bertahan hidup untuk mereka, bukan hanya untuk diriku sendiri. 

Hal yang bikin resah selanjutnya adalah soal pekerjaan dan keinginan yang amat besar untuk mencoba beasiswa S2. Hal ini akibat melihat beberapa brosur beasiswa terpampang di beberapa booth saat beberapa hari yang lalu saya pergi ke job fair, so tempting. Dan sekarang khawatir akan masa depan. Perasaan jadi makin campur aduk ketika harus merasa jengkel dengan seseorang yang selama ini sudah cukup banyak melukai, tapi pada akhirnya merasa ya sudahlah mungkin saya terlalu sensitif. Kemudian semuanya meledak pada suatu waktu dan kembali saya merasa harus tetap diam dan pura-pura tidak peduli (kecuali mangkel di twitter hoooh!). FYI, be careful with your attitude, girl. You may hurt me, trying to prove that you are always right. It's not your life, you can't judge just because it seems like I do the wrong thing. There are million things you don't even know about me, since you're not my mother. If you want to be the only one who always do the right things, go try defeat God now! 

Dan ketika harus menghadapi 'makroorganisme' yang suka 'play ribet'. Duh, masih ada ya?

Memang akhir-akhir ini merasa mangkel dengan berbagai alasan. Tapi biasanya sih cuma sesaat saja. Sebentar saja juga sudah mencoba tidak peduli. Oya, oya, oya... Meskipun kepo itu kadang memiliki relasi yang amat dekat dengan perasaan negatif, tersakiti, dan lain sebagainya. Tiba-tiba sore ini tadi saya merasakan kepo yang bermanfaat yang membuat saya berpikir sedikit optimis demi masa depan. Ada banyak orang-orang hebat membuatmu yang biasanya sok hebat tiba-tiba merasa kecil. 

Selain itu, kini saya dan ayahanda sedang galak-galaknya mencanangkan gerakan "Jalan Kaki Setiap Pagi Dari Rumah Ke Mana-Mana Sak-Kesel-E" hal ini dilakukan demi menumbuhkan jiwa yang sehat serta pikiran yang jernih. Tempat yang paling saya suka adalah ketika lewat depan kecamatan Sukomanunggal, ada pohon-pohon teduh di tempat nyegat bemo WL. Sedari SD saya menyukai tempat itu meskipun dulunya lebih bagus karena masih banyak rerumputan dan pohonnya. Mungkin setannya juga banyak.

*And the simple thing is: I want to be better than this, I can. 
Sorry for the people that meet the worse version of me or my attitude :( Or me in unstable condition. I don't know if I'm too late on searching of the real me. Thank you for some particular friends that believe in me or just write two words for me, like "Stay humble". The people that know a little part of the real me and support me.

14.10.13

DIY Fair

DIY Fair (13/10 at Surabaya Town Square) is part of DIY (Design-It-Yourself) "Prototips" by c2o library and collabtive and also collaborating with Action Sunday by Soledad & the Sisters Co., the creator of Sunday Market. DIY itself is held annually about design conference, there are many kinds of activites at DIY, such as workshop, dialogue, and festival. Meanwhile, this DIY Fair consists of festival featuring art + design market, exhibition, and music performance by Altarise, Humi Dumi, and White Shoes and The Couples Company.

For further info and more upcoming activities by DIY, click: http://diysub.com

Well, I took some snaps before the music performance. 




Post A Place (share your favorite place in Surabaya via artworks on postcards)



 

Some Cool 'Lapaks' (and believe me, there are many more!)


8.10.13

The Biopic of My Life Will Only Have the Budget For A Zoom Out


Two weeks of love-making

Yesterday I re-watched this movie Submarine (2010). I wrote on my diary after the first time I watched this. It says about Oliver Tate (the main character, a Welsh schoolboy) if I could bring him out of the screen and high five. Some of what Oliver says in the movie, it's like, oh, that's so me, really me. I like the way he goes on with himself, you know, like um... his moment of solitude near the beach which makes him more individual, his curiousity, insecurity, quirkiness. Probably that's the male version of me. He's different from the average teenager that likely spend their time hang out with friends, may be I was different and I am too. About the bullying to. I may not really experience the bullying of such things in the movie. But, I know how it feels when people talk behind you and indirectly mocking in front of you, with different choice of words-form. Sometimes there is one moment in my life that I would not come back even just in a dream, high school. I found out that university is more human, for me. Why do I take such a long examples about the bullying. Well, apparently I like everything in the movie, the soundtrack (of course, it's Alex Turner), the camera movement, the setting in 80s, the amateur camera or home making video that record the Two Weeks of Love-making. Those industrial place that Oliver chooses for them, he says it's not romantic. For me that's awesome. I like the way they move on from chapter to chapter like the theme song of serial killer or horror movie. That makes me laugh, though. Some of what he thinks about himself is also happening to me, like wondering how is it like imagine people's response when I suddenly die tomorrow, about the film crew that following me wherever I go. Let's see some quotes that I love from Oliver Tate.

* * *
I find that the only way to get through life is to picture myself in an entirely disconnected reality. I often imagine how people would react to my death.

* * *


In many ways, I prefer my own company. It gives me time to think. I suppose it's a bit of an affectation.

* * *

I wish life could be more like America soap operas. Then, whenever things got dramatic, you could just fade the picture down and pick things up again later.

* * *

Sometimes I wish there is a film crew following my every move, I imagine the camera craning up as I walk away. 
But, unless things improve, the biopic of my life will only have the budget for a zoom out.

* * *

(A letter to Jordana)
You're the only person I would allow to be shrunk in microscopic size, and swim inside me in a tiny submersible machine... You're too good for me, you're too good for anyone else.

* * *

Tonight, I stumbled across an encyclopedia entry on ultrasound. Ultrasound is a sound vibration to high frequency to be audible. It was first developed to locate submerged objects, submarines, depth charges, atlantis, and such some animals like bats, dolphins, and dogs can hear within the ultrasonic frequency. But no human can. No one can truly know what anyone thinks or feels. What's inside mum? What's inside dad? What's Inside Jordana?

We're all travelling under the radar, undetected and no-one can do anything about it.

* * * 

(to his mum)
Who could you save first in a fire given the hypothetical situation that dad and I were equally hard to save?

* * *

Every night I come to the same place and wait till the sky catches up with my mood. The pattern is set. 

* * *

23.9.13

What Frank Says

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These are some quotes by Frank Murdoch, the main character of God Bless America. A black comedy movie that exposed about popular culture in America.  The TV and society show shallow mind and idiocy according to Frank and Roxy. Both of them turn their adventure into killing spree. They kill annoying and stupid people they meet. If this movie has the Indonesian version, it would be in three hours duration and it's gonna be super massive! Imagine how lame and stupid our televisions are. So, here we go, Frank, you may speak now!

[On the air] My name is Frank. That’s not important. The important question is: who are you? America has become a cruel and vicious place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency. No sense of shame. There is no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear is fine as long as you make money doing it. We’ve become a nation of slogan-saying, bile-spewing hatemongers. We’ve lost our kindness. We’ve lost our soul. What have we become? We take the weakest in our society, we hold them up to be ridiculed, laughed at for our sport and entertainment. Laughed at to the point, where they would literally rather kill themselves than live with us anymore


* * *

It's not nice to laugh at someone who's not all there. It's the same type of freak-show distraction that comes along every time a mighty empire starts collapsing. "American Superstarz" is the new colosseum and I won't participate in watching a show where the weak are torn apart every week for our entertainment. I'm done, really, everything is so "cool" now. I just want it all to stop. I mean, nobody talks about anything anymore. They just regurgitate everything they see on TV, or hear on the radio or watch on the web. When was the last time you had a real conversation with someone without somebody texting or looking at a screen or a monitor over your head? You know, a conversation about something that wasn't celebrities, gossip, sports, or pop politics. You know, something important, something personal


* * *

I mean, why have a civilization anymore if we no longer are interested in being civilized?


* * *

That's one of the problems of your generation. You can't enjoy anything unless it was recorded. You were there. You lived it. Isn't that enough of an experience? I mean, next time you want to remember something, instead of taking out your cell phone, why don't you take a picture of it with your brain camera? I mean, when I was your age, nobody tweeted, yet we managed to have experiences. You know, a phone was attached to a wall back at the house. It didn't have a camera


* * *

16.9.13

Museum Kesehatan Surabaya


Saya masih percaya, Surabaya is not all about malls and such things. Menemukan sesuatu di Surabaya itu nggak harus mahal. Ada komunitas yang dengan berjalan kaki saja bisa menikmati kota Surabaya dengan lebih seloww, pelan-pelan di tengah kecepatan jalanan ala ibukota. Kadang kita nggak menyangka dengan hal-hal yang bisa kita temukan di tempat yang kita lewati setiap hari. Kali ini saya dan kawan-kawan akan mengunjungi sebuah tempat yang setengah awesome dan setengah kemistis. Siang itu, pada hari Jemuah (sori ilat jowo) tanggal 13 September 2013, kami yang kebetulan plonga-plongo di kampus secara spontan diajak Tjetje Puspitje ke Museum Kesehatan di Jalan Indrapura. Jalan ini familiar banget buat saya, karena sudah bertahun-tahun sering diajak ayah andok mie ayam di gang sebelahnya museum persis. Kalau mau mampir lumayan juga bisa dijadikan pengucur keringat diantara panas turbo-nya Surabaya. Oiya, namanya Mie Ayam Tuban Pak Suci. Selama masih kerja di Perak, ayah saya sering makan siang disini. Tips aja, kalau jam makan siang mendingan bawa meja kursi sendiri ya, soalnya pasti bakal padat penduduk. 

Sebenernya ini mau bahas mie ayam apa museum sih. Haha, oke, karena terlanjur nganggur, kami-pun berangkat juga menuju tempat yang dituju *kebiasaan mbulet*. Kami berangkat dari kampus sekitar pukul setengah dua belas, dan panasnya berkibar di udara. Ternyata, setelah sampai lokasi, museum-nya tutup karena istirahat Soljum alias Sholat Jum'at. Bukan museum-nya yang Soljum, tapi staf-nya. Akhirnya kami kembali nganggur kayak kapstok kumbahan. Kami malah ngobrol kesana kemari sambil lompat-lompat, push up, nari remo, main lompat tali, nanem jagung, pokoknya segala macam aktivitas. Saat itu kebetulan yang berkunjung hanya kami dan beberapa butir anak-anak. Tiket masuknya lebih murah daripada karcis parkir di jobfair *eh*, cukup Rp 1500 saja. 

Ada banyak hal yang mungkin di masa modern ini, kita belum kepikiran gimana ya masyakarat Indonesia dulu bisa bertahan dengan masalah kesehatan. Di sini ada banyak pengetahuan tentang pengobatan alternatif  serta alat-alatnya yang sering ditempuh oleh masyarakat dulu, khususnya di Jawa. Jangankan dulu, sekarang saja masih banyak masyarakat yang masih percaya dengan hal-hal berbau klenik. Di museum ini dijelaskan juga beserta benda-benda yang dimaksud, mulai dari alat persantet-an, boneka jelangkung, alat-alat sangkal putung (yang biasa mengobati orang-orang yang retak atau patah tulang hanya dengan dipijit), obat-obat herbal, serta alat-alat kesehatan lainnya. Selain yang tradisional, disini juga dipajang berbagai macam alat kesehatan yang digunakan pada zaman kolonial. Di bagian ini, masyarakat mulai tersentuh teknologi kesehatan yang mutakhir pada era-nya. Disini dipajang kursi melahirkan, kursi yang di dokter gigi tapi jaman dulu, alat memeriksa mata, dan lain sebagainya. Bahkan ada juga kursi roda jaman dulu yang menurut saya, itu horor banget. Banyak banget hal yang bisa dilihat disini dan bisa bikin kita berpikir "wow, ternyata gitu ya". Untuk melihat yang wow wow lainnya serta lebih lengkapnya, silakan datang kalau lagi nganggur kayak kami, hehehe. Intinya sih, kita bisa melihat transformasi dunia medis yang terjadi di tempat kita berdiri sekarang *bahasanya*. 

oke fotonya kurang kesehatan banget, hehehe. maaf ya kalo diambil dari camera 360 :D

turn table jaman bien
botol scotch jaman bien dan super gede lebih gede dari botol kecap *Duh*

Tempat ini juga cocok buat yang suka menjelajahi tempat nan seram. Selanjutnya adalah pengalaman seram kami. Ketika memasuki ruangan besar yang berisi mesin-mesin besar alat kesehatan, saya sempat tertarik dengan salah satu benda yang ada disana. Intinya, bikin saya berpikir, kok ada benda ini di sini ya. Meskipun kalian nggak punya kelebihan untuk melihat benda halus yang imut dan bersahaja *duh*, mungkin kalian bisa merasakan sesuatu. Kalau saya sih merasa, meskipun cuma perasaan kurang nyaman. Ada banyak kejutan-kejutan yang bisa kalian temukan seiring dengan semakin kalian masuk ke dalam ruangan yang lebih sempit apalagi nanti kalian bisa menemukan sebuah ruangan bertuliskan "Ruang Dunia Lain" yang ternyata nggak ada hubungannya dengan acara dunia lain, tapi konten-nya sih sama *aduh*. Awalnya saya juga cuma menepis perasaan ndak enak itu karena mungkin saya merasa agak parno dengan benda-benda lawas atau gimana. Tapi setelah ketemu mas-mas penjaga museum, teman saya Putri nanya dan saya hanya mepet di salah satu lemari sambil garuk-garuk karena mas tersebut menceritakan hal yang sungguh kemistis mengenai tempat tersebut. Lebih jelasnya, kalau kalian berkunjung ke sana dan menemui ada staf-nya mas-mas yang masih muda, coba iseng-iseng tanya deh tentang hal-hal yang mengganjal selama berwisata melihat benda-benda lawas nan epik ini. 

Ada satu hal lagi yang mengganjal di pikiran kami saat itu, dan kami sempat memperbincangkan. Di museum ini bukan hanya kesehatan yang bersifat umum saja yang dipajang, namun juga yang berhubungan dengan penyakit kelamin. Saat itu, Romce teman kami tertarik dengan sebuah album tua yang sengaja dipajang di atas meja. Karena isinya benar-benar foto lawas hitam putih, dia nggak berani. Kami-pun melihat bersama. Ternyata isinya adalah foto-foto ya tentang penyakit kelamin. Sayangnya, foto-foto itu tidak diisi dengan keterangan yang jelas tentang jenis penyakit kelamin apakah itu. Sebenarnya informasi itu perlu sih sebagai trivia. Selain itu juga dipajang beberapa alat-alat yang digunakan masturbasi pada zaman dulu, baik untuk pria maupun wanita. Nah, mengapa kami pikir museum ini butuh staf untuk mengawasi atau sekedar memberikan informasi kecil. Saat itu kami datang bersama anak-anak kecil, nggak kebayang aja bagaimana kalau mereka melihat hal-hal tadi. Untungnya, mereka pada saat itu tidak melihat keberadaan benda-benda yang dewasa itu. Sedangkan kalau ada staf yang menjaga, mereka bisa mengalihkan. Nggak harus stand by sih, cuma kalau ada anak kecil aja. 'Kan kasian, belum wayahnya. Yaudah, sekian dulu sist jalan-jalannya, akhirnya kami kembali ke kampus.

berkunjung bersama anak sekitar

amilia romce meratap
sepeda ini gede abis
personil hari ini di depan auditorium fib, menjelang halal-bihalal edsa