Tea pot

Every morning there were in my family have our own tradition: "tea time". Since early morning, mom as a wife and mothers of four children had been busy in the kitchen ; cooking a big kettle of water, washing glasses, plates and all of dirty kitchen set After the water in that big kettle boiled, She prepared a pot, a classic pot. This classic pot was heritage from my grandparent. A classic pot from clay almost accompanying for about two generation at least and there inside of the clea tea pot were residu of many years tea and never cleaned deeply except with water. So, It kind of our secret taste of tea time that pouring in that old clea tea pot would be so tasty.

Then, my mother as similar did with my grandmother at the past, put tea to that old tea pot, filled it with hot water, prepared some glasses (the big one was for my father and another glass for rest of us).

There a tea time for everybody before I went to school and my father went to works and doing all of the activity untill the dawn. In the evening, my mother prepare for the night tea time. Still put the similar old tea pot, pour it with the tea leaf then put a hot waters.

The tea pot regullary happen in morning and evening as kind like a magic dringking for our family. After dringking that magic drink in the morning we felt soo energic and optimistic to fulfill our day. Then, in the evening when we felt soo tired, the magic dring keep us in relax.

The sound of magic drink I founded as I read about magic drink in 'Asterix' book comic. There in that Asteric book comic, a special shaman called Panoramix mix a special magic drinking for people in the small village of Galia. This special drinking made all of the villager in that small village of Galia so powerfull then can defent our land from attact of Rhome Legiun.

The tea pot had been become our family daily tradition, from the morning and in the evening, as a magic drink, as our family speciall moment, as our familly bond, untill my mother died.

Rest, after died, there no longer women who serve for our family tea time. It look like we loose our 'shaman' as Galia villager without Panoramix and his magic drinking.

Day by dea the old one tea pot never poured again with the tea and hot water since our familly loose our tea time.

Now, sometime I feel so nostalgic for our familly tea time when I smelt the fapour of my own cup of caffe or tea. But I feel it's unsimillar.

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Who will stop the rain

Yes, now already rainy season, here in Jogjakarta, my hometown also. Almost everyday above us a dark sky with cloud. Sometimes rain came so havely and full of Thunder, but mostly rain come like cat and dog. 

I almost feels so strange of the smelt of land after the rain. Every place almost similar the smelt of evaporate land after the rain.

During the rain sometimes I feel so free. Why free? because almost nothing we can do when there out there a rain falls so heavily. I like wathing what running out there while the rain is coming. People outhere that still in bravely run thorought the rain and the question "why they still running out there?

Rain is coming, for another people is it a gift, but for another is nothing rather than weather.

Useless

Ever feel useless? Today I feel useless. Even I'm trying so hard to dig what Is really stuck in my brain. I feel I couldn't finish my work fast!

Social worker

About 3 years ago, in 2005, when I just quick from my job as journalist in Blank Magazine Yogyakarta (Actually this magazine was going on bankruptcy during the last years), then I got opportunity to join on environmental NGO called Hijau. Called in unfortunately, because I'had joined by my friend that inviting me there. The first project was also with my friend recommended me for Hijau's staff, that we would produce comic for educational campaign purpose. This first edition of comic titled "elang Jawa" (Javan hawk eagle). Yup, we plan to produce series of comic about dangerous species in Indonesia, from orangutan to Eagle, from sea turtle to Sumatran Tiger, From Sumatran Elephant to Ujungkulon Rhinoceros.
After the first edition of it series "Javan Hawk Eagle" we got problem to sell and to distribute it to public. Sure we got sponsor for it first edition from many other institution, but still there are not working for sustainable financial support for the next edition and for team payee.
I've been so active in Hijau for about 2 years until another kind of idea to manage my own ad

Biennale jogja 2007

Well, for such a common people in Jogjakarta especially, art as well an extraordinary side. Even such huge agenda, annually held, 'biennale Jogja 2008' still jogja public commonly never know what is 'jogja biennale festival'. And the question running to such a 'silly' next premisjudgement : Biennale is kind of ISI (Jogjakarta -Art Institute Indonesian) student agenda.

Anyway, now I just like in between : half know bout Jogjakarta Biennale festival, and half have no idea exactly bout what it's this stupid 'instalation'.
Stupid 'instalation', because I din't have any idea bout what and artist gain bout the 'instalallation' project rather than waste amount of money?

(war : an isntallation art by heri dono)

Now I'm act like a tourist here. A strange thing called 'art'?
Okay ISI building which I stand now was remain lots of many art activity. After those huge institution had move to the new place, (The new place taken in the South remote area of Yogyakarta called Bantul), then this place became spuky, threaten by scrub and grass, moss and surely the building itself become as hommy as many homeless people. 

Now, when the biennale 08 taken place in this place it looks like remains us about what beneath of the building.
(art performance by one of the biennale artist)

Dear world, surely it just a small part of site. But let's we talk about art in term of common people point of view. When a performence happen in that place, one of the performence that it said as part of biennalejogja 08 artist, I feels about those artist and their work try to wake 'what remain on that building up. Not a history, but almost many story about creative proces or about their senior or ancestor?
For that performence in the picture above an example. That's artist was look's like murmuring, trance and talk to something

sea turtle release

being global villager

the reason why I choose this blog in english text is :
First, I decide to be global villagers, its mean I want to transmit my idea, my expression, my opinion or any word else (but please, understand my lack in english!) for the another global villager abroad the world.

Second, Consider about 'stupid idea' bout gathering a buck pocket from about google adsense. Poor me, that 'machine of money' unvailable in my language, Indonesia. Yups, that true my homeland, Indonesia is called the third wolrd. So, dear world, I belive most of you don't even hear about this country. The real village, real place, I stand is a land that occupy as Indonesia country.

Third, in contrary to my existance as indonsian poepole, e poor country, I realize that not much people know exactly bout my country. It's such beutifull place where the tropical forest still exist (althought it's now threaten by illegal loging)