in Bali ! (sketch)

Here's the thing,

if there's anything that i love from my job right now, is the chances that  occurred for several times for me to go all around Indonesia *yiey*
I've been to Kalimantan (Borneo Island) for many times, Sumatra for several, Makasar once, Manado once, Surabaya (in Central Eastern Java -- lame geography knowledge) once, and just last week I was in Nusa Dua, Bali --- and it's all for work ! Despite of it was for work instead of holiday, still, those trips are just so fun to do *not to mention free travel and accommodation*

So, the conference I attended was quite big, held in a pretty big conference hall too. Inside its huge interior, they put this giant statue made from coins (you know, ones that shaped like old coins, with hole in the middle ?), and i tried to make a sketch of it, of course, i failed. aahahahhah i didn't use my glasses, and there were too many people -- i can't stand the noises. This just means i need to do quick sketch more often.

*haven't made any research about her*

that's a picture of one of this gigantic statue. She wasn't supposed to lean on her side like that, it's just me with my fully wrong technique. ahahhahah.

the conference itself was pretty busy, i didn't get the chance to draw often. Lucky we were invited for a dinner in Garuda Wisnu Kencana  .

Pity, it was a dinner. At Night. I can't see clearly. Plus - again , many excuses - there were artificial lights shooting extravagantly confusing here and there for the sake of performances held there.

so here's my night interpretation of Garuda :

*meant to be* Garuda

Although he's pretty cool, imho, but still, this isn't the right him.

and here's Wishnu who was supposed to ride on Garuda's back.

a view of Wishnu from the dinner venue

They were currently separated, due to the postponed project until nobody knows when. *sigh* He looks ugly in here *deep sigh* , go check the wikipedia link I provide before, to know how does he look like.

until next trip ! *or sketch*

Ghost Towns of Montana (sketch)

i've never been to Montana before, but the stories i've read of all the ghost towns there, abandoned after the gold rush era, just keep making me promise to myself, one day, i'll visit one of it. *amen*

I always picture Scrooge McDuck everytime I read something about Gold Rush. And that's including this ghost towns of Montana. I can see McDuck in his younger days, walk around one of these abandoned streets, carrying his tool alone -- ignoring all the people who mocking him for his ambitions.

*sigh*

I drew this from one of the image i found on web. I'm not sure which town, and I can't read my own writing there.

but anyway, here it is :

Montana

Montana have their official travel site, mentioning about ghost town here. and i guess this building here is the same as that one picture on that site.
Was it a school ? should there be children playing on the field beside it and hide and seek on hills behind it ?

i don't know, ahahahah.. but anyhow, have a good day to you !

Aqua - Duck

no relation with the real aqueduct.

my company is about to make a Duck Farming training program in West Java, as part of our CSR progam. And as usual, i'm part of the team (consisting of only two), who's in charge to make themed t shirt.

i'm not in the mood for corel, so i decided - selfishly - that i'll draw the duck, the other guy who'll deal with corel and stuffs. *evil smirk*

so here's the duck !

the duck of the aqua-duck

 

 

saying bye !

Sketches of Yogya

I had a holiday with Nadya. We went to Yogyakarta, Central Java.

well, the trip itself wasn't too fascinating for common tourists, i supposed ... we didn't visit main tourist attraction. What we did was only shopping at Mirota Batik in Malioboro (my favorite place for shopping spree ! ), and walked for 45 minutes on foot - just to go to a goat soup deli.

I lived in Yogya during college. And the trip was my way to get back to the good old memories, more than 4 years ago. I'm sad that the sketches i made during my time there, wasn't survived - i lost them, somehow. And my trip couple days ago, wasn't long enough for me to capture places i want to re sketch. Phew.

nevermind, they say, in every dark clouds, there's always a silver lining (cmiiw).

so here it is :

batik painting lady @ Mirota Batik

first sketch, the lady who's painting batik.
Have you ever tried ? Batik painting (or in this term, pattern making using liquid candle, before goes on to colouring process) is a really relaxing activities. I used to join a short one day class of batik painting in Jakarta. Be it a handkerchief or scarf. I'm not an expert, unlike this Lady here, but surely, that is just so fun to do.
Oh and this is not a live sketch, Nadya took a pic of her, and asked me to make a sketch from it. So, thanks to her !

go on with this one here :

view from hostel room

we stayed at a cheap hostel, near tugu station. The facilities wasn't really ok, but we basically don't really care. they have a swing for two and a pretty nice little park full of trees in the inner court.
after making this sketch, i realized, i was never good at describing plants. haha.

a view at tugu station

Nadya insisted, that we must take trains. I don't mind, i always used trains as college student. so that's the sketch of view from our seat while waiting for our train to go back to Jakarta. It didn't captured the real ambiance, imho. But life must go on *sob* , i'll make better ones next time.

Nadya. on our trains to Jakarta

that's Nadya. sitting on our chair, on the way back to Jakarta. she was wearing a batik headband we bought at Mirota. She told me, she looked like the heroine on Ghibli's movie "Kiki Delivery Service" because of that headband.

So, that's all.

cheerio.

Old

so, 

this September of 2012. many many years since i first got my first cassette album, a second hand Boyzone's A Different Beat.

yeah. i was a fan of boybands *blush*, should say i am still one.

i remember, after the hype of fell in love with Backstreet boys, then comes Westlife, i realized, geez, i can't listen to boyband and girlband anymore ! i've grown up ! (was around 15 at that moment :D)

so i bought myself a Matchbox 20's album, goes on with Alanis Morissette mtv unplugged. 

You know, there were times - a long long time ago - when MTv is really all about what the acronym stands for, Music. not like now, attention seeking teenagers -_-''

however, 

since this file sharing got pretty serious in killing album productions till now, i can't find another cassette to buy. not anymore. 

i started to buy cd, although i have no objection with that (besides the price tag T_T), i still miss listening music through cassette. 

so to entertain me once more, i started my "the month of cassettes listening". :P
started with Bryan Adams, Trik Turner, Hoobastank, McFly, Josh Groban, etc.

and i fell in love once again, to the good memories when i was still in a rock band, living far from home for school, have no money, and yet was so happy.

thank you, dearest musicians :D you have all my respects. 
although some of you may not making albums anymore (i miss Haven), but still, your legacy will last. amen.

Semakin saya tua, semakin banyak saya lihat kematian

kalau dibuat daftar nya, dan dipikir pikir ulang, banyak sekali ya, kematian yang -- entah apa karena saya semakin dewasa (equals to) jadi semakin awas dengan sekitar, atau memang bumi semakin uzur aja dan perlu ada siklus.

1.nenek buyut. nenek dari pihak Ibu saya. Yang gak pikun dan masih bertanya "ara... gimana kuliahnya di Jogja ? " waktu ketemu saya. padahal sudah tidak bisa bangun lagi dari tempat tidurnya.


2. kakek 'om' --->adek nenek saya (nenek saya meninggal nya waktu saya masih SD, jadi ga kerasa) , yang menampung saya waktu sekolah sma di Pekalongan. yang ngeboncengin saya naik sepeda ontel -- nyaris nyemplung ke got -- hanya untuk beli obat batuk.

3. kakek kandung saya. Bapak dari ibu saya. Yang dulu tidak suka cara saya berkata "twenty" yang katanya terlalu berlogat Amerika, ketimbang Inggris. Yang hobinya jajan jajanan pasar, dan sering mampir ke warung kalau sedang ajak kakak saya ke pasar (bagian ini saya gak gitu ingat, masih kecil sih).

4. tante saya. Istri dari adiknya Papa saya. Yang kasih saya mpek mpek waktu saya dinas ke kotanya di Palembang. Yang sering bertanya "Rara, gimana gawe ?"  dengan nada kagum -- semenjak saya sudah be-gawe.


semuanya bertubi tubi dalam rentang waktu yang sebetulnya juga gak pendek pendek amat. 
tapi kok rasanya mak jleb gitu ya, di hati ? 


rasanya, kok tiba tiba yang tadinya ada , bisa di say hello, tau tau sudah ga ada.


dulu papa saya pernah nangis malam malam, karena tiba tiba merasa hampa --- karena papa mama nya sudah meninggal.
dan itu dia lakukan waktu saya masih usia sekolah SD.

bayangkan, yang sudah se dewasa itu seperti papa saya saja, bisa nangis sedemikian rupanya.

hanya karena kematian. 

tapi ga bisa juga ya, saya bilang "hanya". lha wong saya sampai sekarang takut banget sama yang nama nya "mati".

kepingin nya keluarga saya semuanya bisa hidup setidaknya sampai umur 100 tahun. sehat, ingatan bekerja dengan baik, dan masih bisa beraktivitas. 

lagi lagi - yang namanya umur, tidak ada yang tahu. Pepatah old fashioned yang tidak pernah out fashioned. Selalu begituuuuuuu aja. 

belum pernah ada teknologi yang bisa bilang "hey, Ara, umur kamu sampe ..... ya." 

kapok saya.
dan sedih.

Pasar Ular, Jakarta Utara

jangan tanya seberapa jauhnya ....

*tapi tetep kepingin cerita*
satu jam perjalanan dengan transjakarta dari halte PGC

hari ini, minggu yang panas dengan deadline yang terlantar, kami sekeluarga jalan - jalan ke Pasar Ular. What kind of stuff do they sell ? Well, mostly leather goods such as shoes, bags, wallet, and there's also watches, eyewear, belts, dan ada juga stuffs macam keramik keramik, baju baju, perfumes, asik asik deh ! :D

this is what we bought :
1. kacamata merk H**o B*ss
2. kacamata merk Bv****i
3. tas travel kulit merk B**ly
4. dompet kulit merk Emp***o A****i
5. sepatu kulit pria merk apa gitu (lupa)
dan
6. perfume Ch****l No.5

dengan mengeluarkan 2,5 juta ! itupun yang paling mahal adalah si tas travel yang di tawar mpot mpot an akhirnya tetep 1 juta.

anyhow. Kalau frame saya yang harganya 300 ribu itu ternyata awet, next time ganti, bisa beli di pasar aja. Soalnya jatah penggantian dari kantor, hanya 500 ribu (per 2 tahun), sementara kacamata saya yang saya pakai sekarang, harga frame nya udah 1,15 juta sendiri -_-''

daaaan semoga si tas travel ini bisa awet. minimal 10 tahun. jadi bisa dihitung depresiasi 100 ribu sadja per tahun.

btw, tadi ada jam tangan, warna kuning, tali kulit coklat tua, background nya emboss penunggang kuda, dan merk nya terkenal banget sampai malu saya sebutin disini, yang dikasi harga 750 ribu (tadinya 900 ribu, dan ga mau turun lagi), yang ga jadi saya beli.

bukan apa apa, uang nya emang udah ga cukup. DAripada gelap mata, mending rasional dikit lah. hehe.

jangan lupa kalo ke sana, tawar paling nggak 40% harga bukaan ya.

have fun in Pasar Ular !

regards