Mr. Spider

I never found any spider as big as this one before around my house.

But this is it.

A huge 3 inch - feet to feet long - spider, built his nest in front of my house's back door. With beautiful black yellow white stripes, and huge body of course... biggest one I've seen, really. I thought that he's a tarantula or something.

But he's not moving.

I mean, i guess he's still alive, he just didn't make any move for like 3 days since I found him there. He's just there. in the middle of his large nest.
I guess he's just loved being center of attention.

Who wouldn't anyway??



Btw, I'm not sure if this spider's a male or female. It's just easier for me to call him "Sir", because he looks scary... and cool at the same time.

*edit*

i took another shot. And finally find him do something (namely, wrap a trapped fly's head). Too bad i haven't any adequate lens to capture it.


he made a fly mummy for food supply.

Wine - ing Keror

another wine styled bottle - sprinkled red grape juice.

I don't know how will it taste. I mean, sprinkled red grape juice packed in glass bottle ? It'll be too luxurious to be a drink after breakfast (like how i used to take apple juice everyday ).
I guess this juice deserve a nice dinner... What will match a red grape? beef steak? errr.... maybe...

as usual, this is another option for those whose not allowed to consume alcohol. .... giggles....


Keror sprinkled red grape.

Nice bottle design, btw...

Batik Painting ( we made it ourselves, yippee) !!

er, this morning, at 10 am, the National Museum , Indonesia... me, my aunt, my friends : Novra and Tamara , join a batik - making class.
We used handkerchief sized white fabric. Then we follow the pattern ( in pencil ), using a traditional wax.
This class is fun. People are so highly concentrated drawing their pattern carefully (because the wax will easily leaked out from the canting *traditional tools like pen to draw a batik pattern* if you don't hold it properly).

This is how my friends looked like when they focused on their handkerchiefs :


novra. Only male at class.


Pipi, who came late, still she worked hard to finish her work.

and of course, this is how it looked like when we're finished wax - tracing the pattern :


novra and his batik. ( dots and lines inside are designed by himself. filling the outer pattern provided before ).


me, with my own batik. I drew the dots and lines inside the outer pattern myself. I love it.


this is my finished handkerchief ( my own batik...!!!! ooooohhhhhhh... )

After class, we went out to take some pictures. Thanks to pipi who brought a tripod, so that i could use timer mode on with my camera..


this is pipi, setting her camera, frog style photographer... giggles...

and me, running away from my camera after i set it - climbing the amphitheater so fast to catch the ten seconds limit..

and this is what i got. A huge back stab conspiracy between my aunt, pipi, and novra.


oh my dear God.... ckckck...


then again, there'll be no end for a timer mode camera.... giggles...


before we went lunch, in front of Ganesha..

oh, and one more silly pic :


eyes closed and hands up??? oh pleaseee.....

BATIK is from INDONESIA.
note that, gentlemen....

we love it.
we hope you do to.
:-D

Eid ul Fitri

This year is the first time we held Eid ul Fitri at home. We usually went to my grandparent's place.

It is kind of weird.. because we're (used to be) not very popular among our neighborhood. But that day, so many families came to our house... so it was pretty shocking, if you want to know.

Regarding our house that ain't finished yet ( the blank window frame, the unpainted walls, the naked roof, etc ), I guess the sun slipped it's ray beautifully in our home's living room.

And it was captured nicely below.




it is a picture of my parents (both far left) and first family who came after the morning prayer to my home.

happy Eid ul Fitri.

Wine - ing

If you don't drink wine (not allowed to, by your religion or your doctor.... or your age.... ), you can always try sprinkled water.
Here's a bottle of (one of) it, from my aunt. She said it taste pretty delicious.
for several reasons, i think it taste weird.

Anyway, this is something worth tryin... giggles....

card for lebaran

This is the Lebaran greetings card i sent for several online friends via post. I mean : traditional post with envelopes, stamps, postman, etc.... not e-mails... Those in the picture, are ketupats, cooked in a hot boiled water, inside a giant boiler pan, on a traditional stove made from pile of isthmus.

it was inside this pan below.....


I thought it was a pretty picture, but then i realized when i bought it to printing studio, that it's more like... some ketupats drowned in a bubble soap water.... yaikz...