from my land where I stand to the global wold

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 acti...

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.

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!

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 th...

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 th...