tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6573304086029270982024-03-06T11:50:08.388+07:00+Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.comBlogger191125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-18297694293023321882016-05-26T07:33:00.000+07:002016-05-29T15:30:47.946+07:00Re(set) - A collective exhibition, 9-14 May 2016<div style="text-align: justify;">
A few weeks ago, on 9-14 May 2016 at N-Workshop Yogyakarta, I had a collective exhibition together with my lovely friends. The title of the exhibition is Re(set). The theme relates to <i>Self</i> that deals with <i>Other</i> (either symbolic or real). The curator, Mas Hadid, is a very friendly guy who can guide us to make our best concept (even tho I still feel that I'm failing in technical part lol). 10+ artists exhibited their works: <a href="http://instagram.com/permahani">Amel</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/puppetpit_studio">Mas Arya</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/budibubee">Mas Budi</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/rubahsiang">Mas Edi</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/nanangmsholeh">Mas Nanang</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/iwanrmpl">Mas Rahmad</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/inkside_ram">Mas Rama</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/sonyprasetyotomo">Mas Sony</a>, <a href="http://instagram.com/nofartherapy">Nof</a> and <a href="http://instagram.com/damarakhma">me</a>! Mas Iskandar and Pak Koskow later on 3rd/4th day of exhibition displayed their works as well</div>
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Honestly, I feel very special during the exhibition because of many reasons :</div>
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1. Diyana, a friend of mine from Malaysia came all the way from Kuala Lumpur to help displaying and to visit this exhibition. I still feel sorry cause I didn't give her the best trip like she did when I visited her in KL :(</div>
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2. Binar and Ratri, childhood friends from Sumatra, also came to visit. We talked a lot and Ratri even came for drawing together with other participants.</div>
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3. I get to exhibit my artworks together with people that I adore! </div>
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Here are some photos from the event. Enjoy!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Display team + Diyana! - 8 May 2016</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Opening Day - 9 May 2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Somehow we get to display our works in same room ♥</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ratri. Me, and Binar :3</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mas Hadid, giving a curatorial tour to UIN students - 14 May 2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite work by <a href="https://instagram.com/permahani">Amalia Permahan</a>i.</td></tr>
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I want to say thanks to all people who have supported me, my family, my friends, especially for Mas Arya who always give his words of advice to become a better artist, Mas Rama and Mas Sony for their support and knowledge of technical part, and for Nof who stayed together with me in the last minutes of making the artworks. Love you all!</div>
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I will tell you more about my artwork for this exhibition in next post. <i>Ciao!</i></div>
Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-61128615794420626342015-03-09T09:50:00.001+07:002015-03-09T09:50:07.886+07:00I am already twenty threeIt's been a long time since the last time I post an update.<br />
So many things happened but I will do what I normally do every year : Showing off my birthday presents :D Aaand here they are :<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From Mba Maya, really appreciate her time to edit this greeting :*</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another gift from Mba Maya, United Nations binder. Flowers from Mba Ipeh</td></tr>
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Thanks God for giving me this wonderful life and let me learn to be more grateful each and every day.<br />
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And hope I can update this blog again.Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-45795237311637543582014-07-03T15:31:00.000+07:002014-07-03T15:36:57.228+07:00Aku melihatmu biru<div style="text-align: justify;">Awal liburan pergantian semester kemarin saya menyempatkan diri untuk kembali kampung halaman tercinta, Yogyakarta. Saya senang sekali bisa berkumpul bersama dengan keluarga dan teman-teman. Lalu suatu hari, Mamah saya menanyakan kabar seorang teman sewaktu saya di SMA. Benar juga, saya sudah lama tidak bertukar kabar dengannya. Saya hubungi dia lewat jejaring sosial, <i>and long story short</i>, dia berada di ruang tamu rumah saya. Tidak berapa lama ia mengajak saya untuk berbincang di teras, ia ingin merokok.<br />
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Kami berbincang mengenai banyak hal, ia bercerita mengenai pengalaman mengajarnya dan saya bercerita mengenai pengalaman saya berkuliah di Bangkok. Karena saya bukan pencerita yang baik, saya lebih banyak mendengar cerita darinya. Ia berbagi sudut pandangnya dalam menjalani hidup. Menarik sekali.<br />
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Saya lupa bagaimana pastinya, tapi pembicaraan kami kemudian berpusat pada bagaimana saya ingin hidup dengan berkesenian. Ia dengan sangat antusias mengatakan bahwa ia mendukung keinginan saya ini. Ia bahkan berjanji akan melakukan apapun semampunya bila saya akan melaksanakan pameran. Ia meminta saya untuk menunjukkan gambar-gambar saya. Saya bawa semua buku sketsa dari kamar saya di lantai atas. Dia memandangi satu persatu coretan yang saya buat. "Gambarmu bagus, Dam," kalimat itu meluncur dari mulutnya. Saya senang.<br />
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Ia kemudian meminta saya untuk menuangkan pendapat saya mengenai dirinya dalam gambar. Saya setuju. Kami sepakat untuk saling bertukar karya, ia berjanji akan membuat melodi yang merepresentasikan pendapatnya mengenai saya.<br />
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Inilah lukisan yang saya berikan padanya. Ini merupakan lukisan pertama saya dengan menggunakan media akrilik. Saya beri judul 'Aku melihatmu biru'. Saya berjanji padanya bahwa saya akan membuat tulisan mengenai lukisan ini. Mengelaborasi dalam kata bagaimana saya memandangnya.<br />
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Biru. Warna ini tidak ada hubungannya sama sekali dengan namanya di media sosial. Saya gemar 'melihat' warna orang-orang di sekitar saya, dan biru adalah warna yang paling tepat untuk menggambarkan dia. Mengapa biru? Karena langit.<br />
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Langit. Jika berbicara mengenai langit saya selalu mengasosiasikannya dengan awan. Ia seperti kombinasi langit da awan di langit yang cerah, santai dan meneduhkan.<br />
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Tanpa wajah. Saya menggambarnya tanpa wajah karena saya tidak pernah bisa menebak bagaimana perasaan dia. Ia tidak pernah menampakkan emosinya secara gamblang. Setidaknya tidak di depan saya.<br />
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Keyboard. Mungkin ini yang paling mudah dimaknai, ia dapat memainkan segala jenis instrumen musik. Ia adalah guru dan partner bermusik saya.<br />
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Persegi. Bagian favorit saya. Persegi ini menggambarkan kesederhanaan dia dalam berpikir. Ia tidak neko-neko. Namun perhatikan sebagian kepalanya berada di luar kotak. Kesederhanaannya dalam berpikir inilah yang menurut saya istimewa. Ia sering menanyakan hal-hal yang tak pernah terpikirkan oleh saya sebelumnya. Jaman sekarang orang kadang berfikir terlalu keras. Saya yakin bahwa ia pernah juga berpikir terlalu keras, namun ia berada pada taraf yang berbeda. Ia dewasa dalam pikiran kekanak-kanakannya, ia sekaligus kekanak-kanakan dalam kedewasaannya.<br />
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Itulah bagaimana saya memandang teman yang memimpin kelas saya dulu.<br />
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Selamat Ulang Tahun, Pak Ketua :)</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-1633651262799034902014-06-27T20:54:00.000+07:002014-06-27T21:22:07.116+07:00Floating<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;">A few days ago I went swimming with my friend, Minaa. It was a really good day. I got to play with water slides for the very first time of my life. It's really interesting to try new things. I also learned a really good lesson. For 22 years of my life, I never have the guts to do back swimming or even try to float on my back. I always wanted to do it, but I always think that it's impossible for me to do it, without even trying.<br />
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The last time I swim was before I went to Thailand, it means more than a year ago. I don't know what got into me the day I swam with Minaa, but I really determined to try to float on my back. At first Minaa helped me, she encouraged me and she made sure that she will hold my back so I didn't drown. Of course, at first I was hesitating, a lot. I was at the point to give up right away after my first try. But the determination kicked again! I tried and I tried. In less than 15 minutes I mastered (a bit of exaggeration, of course) how to float on my back and even back swimming!<br />
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Maybe for some of you it seems like a simple accomplishment. It is a simple accomplishment, but it brings greater impact for me. <b>I learned that if I never tried, I wouldn't know whether I can do it or not. And if I stopped at my first try, I wouldn't be able to do things that I always wanted to do.</b> It surely brought a great revelation to me, because I feel these days I haven't done my best. I should keep trying and trying to do my best at the things that I should do.</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-8487523191180423342014-06-19T20:16:00.000+07:002014-06-19T20:16:16.945+07:00Girl With The Wind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagram.com/p/pbS5C_NrHA/"><img width="500" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD7dKSCJG61dPDgfIlixJ5B0KC0vd2WIbdS5-kJ8hSzjB4GoP7nDrkr5UfWd9MDnNDTCWhlXZW8NLsyGKiv-tiJryB8IP1tmuQ73Pz72zoJtJnllBdm4CujfutSh_QchdYQeDjPs6UC6Y/s640/Untitled-1.jpg" /></a><br />
<i>When she close her eyes<br />
Softly the wind blows<br />
Reminiscing her goodbyes<br />
Eliminating her sorrows</i><br />
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Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-61605200038571800682014-05-16T22:23:00.002+07:002014-05-16T22:23:44.648+07:00When the grumpy man is having his birthdayI'm sorry because I'm not anywhere near him to say happy birthday directly, to hug, and to kiss him. So I change all my social medias' profile/cover picture with a picture of he and I, to tell him that I'm always by his side :D<br />
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I made an acrylic painting for him.<br />
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I also cover a song by Herman Dune 'I Wish That I Could See You Soon'<br />
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Happy birthday, my dear lovely wolf! xoxoDamarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-80817036858218472462014-05-14T10:46:00.001+07:002014-05-14T10:46:48.176+07:00Teruntuk Duta Putra Niagara<div style="text-align: center;">
Last year I made a video birthday greeting for Duta :</div>
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I'm such a lame friend, this year I only made an e-book, but it's the thought that counts, right? :p Here you go!</div>
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Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-2088320407369271952014-03-08T12:10:00.003+07:002014-03-08T12:11:50.423+07:00I'm on Instagram<div style="text-align: justify;">Just a quick update : now I'm on INSTAGRAM! Found out that it's much easier to share using this media because all I have to do are : take a picture, give short caption and hashtags, and post! It's also more convenient to share my drawings there considering I don't have my scanner at the moment. I want the best pictures to be shown in this blog but I have to use DSLR camera to get the scanned quality of my drawings, it takes a lot of effort and I'm not really fond of doing it hehehe.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Here are some illustrations and drawings I made recently :</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-73593055010929149512014-02-28T17:41:00.000+07:002014-02-28T17:41:32.839+07:00Chinese New Year 2014 - Chinatown Bangkok, Thanon Yaowarat<div style="text-align: justify;">
I know I know, it's nearly a month late to post about chinese new year, I think it's just my nature to postpone everything and do nothing instead (Vive Procrastinateur!). Also, I'm too lazy to think about the title for each photo :3 And I think I need to get my monitor calibrated :/<br />
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<br />Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-43792880440155831932014-02-23T12:20:00.001+07:002014-02-23T12:25:24.821+07:00An Apology To A Selo Girl<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I'm not really sure but I think I owe an illustration to a foxy girl named <a href="http://selogalore.blogspot.com/">Amel</a>. She asked me to support her tote bag line but I never really submit a single illustration to her, so sorry! So I made this simple illustration, traced from her current profile picture on Facebook, as a form of apology for not really supporting her. As you can see, I'm always too lazy to give details or background, so yeah.</div>
Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-67659868904538405952014-02-15T11:46:00.000+07:002014-02-15T21:59:49.562+07:00'92 Girls #2<i>This will be a post with a lot of photos and videos :3</i><br />
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<b>Happy New Year 2014!</b></div>
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Last months of 2013 was indeed hard, but here I am, making it to 2014! So many great things happened early in this beautiful new year :) Just like last year and years before, I received lots and lots of love from family and friends.</div>
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I finally tell my significant other about how I think and I feel about him, and I could say that he is the greatest gift this year (ahem! :">). He made a cute drawing of me (go follow his instagram, he has a rad collection of drawings!):</div>
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And I am so grateful to know Dita, Eki, Icha, and Kak Nikita, spent some time to made these wonderful birthday greetings for me :</div>
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This one is also from Dita (it's her usual nature to give me more than one present on my birthday, I just don't know how she can stick out as a friend of forgetful and uncaring human-being like me) :<br />
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I am even more grateful to know that my friends in Bangkok are caring me :<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I already wanted to buy a suitcase for my art supplies but I didn't have a time to find and buy one. They save me a very good amount of time and energy, thanks, i LOVE this!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My very kind roommate, Mba Zah, gave me a guitar... in a form of flashdisk, or as we say in Thailand, thumbdrive :D And Mba Dati gave me a really cute encouragement to finish my thesis. I will Mba, and I will do it really soon :)</td></tr>
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Actually, there's another present but it's still in the laundry basket. It's a purple clothes from Brina, the cool girl on the block. Haha, thanks, Brin!</div>
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My family gave me a skype birthday party! Dang, why are they having a party when I'm not even there?<br />
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One of my favorite singer was forgetting my birthday, I was kinda sad. LOLJK. I know he was having a test for the sake of continuation of his life, I won't even mad if he completely forgot. Well maybe a little. (Disclaimer : for all of eco-lover out there, don't worry, this guy were reusing used paper and have the intention the reuse it again.)</div>
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And as I promised in my previous post, here I present the video that Cinan and her other-half, Houman, made for me, you will see why there's no way I could top their video :<br />
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For a very personal reason, this video defines pure happiness to me. Thank you very much, cutest and smartest couple I've ever met :)</div>
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I want to thank you all and I want to thank Allah as well, Alhamdulillah :)Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-70441140591607401542014-02-14T23:41:00.002+07:002014-02-15T11:46:28.579+07:00'92 Girls<div style="text-align: justify;">
So, my lovely girl crush is having her birthday today! She made me a lovely video (that I will post here sooner or later :D) and I really couldn't make a better video than hers but I don't care :p I really miss our first moments together! And I kinda regret that we didn't spend enough time before I went to Thailand. Can't wait for next month!</div>
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<i>So Nostalgic. Very Wet. Much Dreams.</i></center>
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And I am really proud to say that my very first collaboration with my SO, <a href="http://artherapy.tumblr.com/">Nof</a>, is dedicated to you!<br />
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What I did is only making the digital version of Cinan in a very long amount of time, meanwhile Nof, he basically did everything from sketching, making background, and finishing the artwork in no time :))</div>
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<b>Happy birthday, talented girl! Hope you can ace your life, bon courage!</b></div>
Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-30974272662037990742014-02-09T11:58:00.001+07:002014-02-09T12:06:54.574+07:00Maybe it's a bit early to say this<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" wifth="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5AzgjJmOlSh8kmOu-2QX6nRxq8uiHQT9C7x31Ydnaz_Xe5bT2FV1x-67zPt00Ke1N29iTbE-NzqfF9zTxcGeo0ZoS1K-EdEZ8PyeRaKytGnFfozhFCURvZ8701HMQQxs6lzHDsjkxyYw/s1600/1.png" /></div><br />
Kalau suatu saat nanti kamu bosan sama aku, semoga bukan karena :<br />
aku sering ngambek karena hal-hal kecil<br />
aku sering mengeluh<br />
aku jarang mandi dan keramas<br />
aku sering mengucapkan kata-kata kasar <br />
aku kurus dan hitam dan sering sakit<br />
aku terlalu banyak bermimpi tanpa beraksi<br />
aku terlalu banyak meminta<br />
seperti kali ini aku akan meminta, meminta kamu supaya jangan bosan sama aku.<br />
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Sudah itu saja.Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-14955259796368725112013-12-30T19:34:00.000+07:002013-12-30T19:34:38.054+07:00Lopburi Trip : Phra Prang Sam Yod<div style="text-align: justify;">
After a very long time not exercising photography, I laid once again my finger on the shutter button of my Canon EOS 500D. Inspired by <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Mokstimofeevic-photography/427120457416134?fref=ts" target="_blank">Mokstimofeevic's works</a>, here's what I got from the trip to Lopburi on December 21st, 2013.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Civilization</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Compassion</i></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taken by Siti Zahliyatul M.</td></tr>
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Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-15714453331557369022013-12-25T19:51:00.001+07:002014-01-05T11:46:40.087+07:00Tteokbokki, Ddeokbokki, Topokki or Dukbokki, you name it, I WANT IT.<div style="text-align: justify;">
But topokki are so expensive in Thailand :( So I uploaded this video of WEBG featuring Rendra practicing Dengarkan Curhatku by Vierra with korean lyrics translated by Dita instead (I know, there's no relation between that). Prepare for the glorious ending (by that I mean we failed :p ).</div>
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<i>It was a long time ago, circa October 2012</i></div>
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<sub><i>Black Giraffe</i></sub><br />
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<sub><i>White Elephant</i></sub><br />
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<sub><i>Om Rendra</i></sub>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-16289133239274567152013-10-22T20:24:00.000+07:002013-10-22T20:24:22.804+07:00Thailand International Ukulele Festival 3 2013<div style="text-align: justify;">I was trying to be a contributor for Indonesia Ukulele Community in Thailand International Ukulele Festival 3 which was held in Parc Paragon, Siam Paragon, Bangkok, Thailand. It was a really great and amazing experience to be there because I got to interview some ukulele players that you might know. (Actually I interviewed Alan Soo from Ukulele Movement (Singapore) as well, but since I forgot to charge my battery, my camera just died when I started interviewing him :( )<br />
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Sorry for the overexposed, shaky and blurry video, i just couldn't contain my happiness being in an ukulele festival ;)</div><center>Enjoy!<br />
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<i>October 19&20, 2013, Bangkok, Thailand.<br />
Gears: Canon EOS 500D + Canon EF-S 18-55mm with Broken AF</i></center>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-68277955902198326682013-10-16T10:34:00.003+07:002013-10-18T21:14:16.448+07:00White Elephant is 22 years young<div style="text-align: center;">Not much to say, just watch the video. Maybe you need to wear earphones or headphone and change video quality to 480p for better experience (?).<br />
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Spoiler :<br />
Almost 30% of this video are bloopers HAHA i'm such a cheater<br />
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Click the picture below to go to Nopal's tumblr. OK YA!<br />
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<b>Update:<br />
Amirul's Late Birthday Greeting<br />
<img border="0" width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigEyFnBmwR_TWFvBJHPHk7wLdeSSybP05UP45tEyQ4EFF3SKIShpu2NgLFUeeVEOEQ-o7DXdd04KIE_RJ1pAw8G6kW0TD_NfFcCWwYpvq_3N4ivjJT3aY8FptePR5uccegr-l_I4mJCkU/s1600/Dita+ulang+taun.png" /></b><br />
</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-68640506208027573002013-08-25T20:11:00.003+07:002013-08-25T20:14:22.896+07:00Family<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">- colored pencils on black paper -</td></tr>
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Sudah tiga bulan tidak bertemu dengan keluarga, rindu itu alami, kan?</div>
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P.S.This isn't a drawing of my family :p<br />
P.P.S. Should I buy scanner?</div>
Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-54628965580613952832013-08-12T13:19:00.002+07:002013-08-12T13:19:57.365+07:00Roshy<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">this feeling rise timidly but still grows up bigger and bigger<br />-<i>watercolor on paper</i>-</td></tr>
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Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-80012741465107902862013-07-15T00:23:00.000+07:002013-07-15T00:23:00.419+07:00Insecure<div style="text-align: justify;">Beberapa hari lalu, saya dan teman-teman saya berjalan-jalan dan melewati Tao Kae Noi Land, sebuah tempat khusus menjual snack rumput laut yang berasal dari Thailand. Tiba-tiba salah satu dari mereka memulai pembicaraan mengenai pemilik brand snack rumput laut--yang sudah banyak didistribusikan ke luar Thailand termasuk Indonesia--tersebut. Dia mengatakan bahwa sebelum mencapai ketenaran dan keberhasilan semacam ini, sang empunya harus melewati berbagai macam kerugian dan kesulitan yang benar-benar pada titik terendah hidup. Teman saya melontarkan sebuah pertanyaan yang kira-kira intinya begini, "Kenapa gitu ya, orang sukses pasti ada aja cerita terpuruknya. Jadi kalau kita mau sukses, masa harus terpuruk dulu?". Kemudian sore ini teman saya bertanya, "Damar, kapan kamu ngerasa ngga bahagia?". Jujur, saya tidak bisa menjawab pertanyaan tersebut.<br />
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Kejadian di atas menimbulkan rasa <i>insecure</i> yang sebenarnya sudah lama saya rasakan bahkan sebelum saya menyelesaikan skripsi. Saya tidak bermaksud untuk menyombongkan diri atau apa, tapi selama 21 tahun hidup, saya nyaris tidak pernah merasakan ketidakbahagiaan. <i>Of course, many shits happened</i>, tapi saya selalu merasa hal-hal tersebut bukan hal terburuk yang terjadi pada hidup saya dan saya selalu bisa dengan cepat melupakan hal buruk yang menimpa hidup saya saat itu.<br />
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Menyadari hal ini, saya jadi merasa takut, apakah jika saya ingin berhasil, saya harus merasakan keterpurukan terlebih dahulu?<br />
Atau karena kebahagiaan dan kenyamanan hidup yang telah Tuhan berikan selama ini pada saya, apakah suatu saat nanti akan datang masa di mana saya terpuruk?<br />
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Rasa <i>insecure</i> ini semakin menjadi ketika saya mendapati diri saya tidak bisa lepas dari sifat malas dan suka menunda. Kedua sifat ini sungguh harus dihilangkan jika saya ingin lulus pada program master yang sedang saya jalani. Beberapa kali saya sempat terpikir apakah ini saatnya keterpurukan hadir di hidup saya, ketidakmampuan mengikuti fase kuliah yang dapat berujung pada pemulangan, merusak kepercayaan yang sudah diberikan pada saya. Buru-buru saya menghilangkan pikiran itu. Tapi tetap saja malas dan menunda tetap hinggap.<br />
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Tapi yang jelas saya masih percaya bahwa saya dapat tetap terus merasa bahagia dan hidup berhasil.</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-71859337514358739332013-06-20T11:43:00.002+07:002013-06-22T23:10:55.425+07:00BANGKOK - PROLOGUE<div style="text-align: justify;">
After graduating bachelor degree, I actually don't have any intention or plan to directly continue my french literature study, but then my thesis supervisor gave me the information about full scholarship offer from Chulalongkorn University. Long story short, here I am now, pursuing my Master of Arts degree, in Bangkok :)<br />
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Everything Was So Sudden</h3>
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<i>The announcement of the scholarship recipients was on May, 16th 2013. I should had been in Bangkok on the 1st of June.</i></center>
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You could imagine how hectic the next two weeks were. There were so many things I had to do before leaving for Bangkok, such as make visa, register myself to a health insurance, do a general check-up and other time-consuming things. Up until now, I am still really grateful to those who already helped me, especially to all member of my family. Since I had to do those time-consuming things, I didn't have much quality time with all my friends in Indonesia and I can say that I regret it. I regret it because I still have unfulfilled promises. I promised Kak Erlita to teach her how to play her favorite song with the guitar and also teach her how to modify her blog design. I promised Duta to have a photography session and cover some songs. I promised Cinant to have a wild karaoke session and I haven't had the chance to keep all of my promises. I still have many other promises and deadlines. All I hope now is that I can keep my promises, meaning that everyone including me, have to stay healthy and happy until the time when I go back to Indonesia.<br />
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The Departure Day</h3>
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<i>It was the most bitter-sweet day I have ever had in the entire 21 years and 3 months of my life.</i></center>
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All the morning my sister and I stuck together like a super glued paper. Every time we met each other eyes, we automatically hugged each other. She was very sweet that morning :D My brother teased me but I didn't feel annoyed, I felt happy instead. My Dad asked how I feel with his warm stare.<br />
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We arrived in airport about an hour and a half before my flight. I didn't directly go to the passanger waiting room because my friends said that they would come to see me in the airport. They did. Duta, Inna, Cinan, Denta, Harkit, and Nikita kindly came to the airport to say goodbye. I hugged each one of them. At that very moment I tried to memorize how warm and comforting their hugs were. Harkit, Nikita, and Inna gave me really cute gifts and I love them! A giraffe (we actually argued if this doll really is a giraffe or not :p) doll and an aromatherapy oil with giraffe dispenser, They named the doll Mr. Gi and I decided Little Gi, as the name for the little giraffe.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little Gi turns out a literally HOT kid :p</td></tr>
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The time had come. It was the first time I saw my mother gazed deeply into my eyes, telling how she felt, sending messages and advices without even talking. I felt goosebumps all over my body when she did that. I hugged and kissed her, I hugged and kissed my dad, I hugged and kissed my brother, I hugged and kissed my sister.<br />
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I waved at them as I felt rushes of blood pumped in and out of my heart. See you later, my kind friends. See you real soon, my beloved family. Two years is a short time, isn't it?<br />
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Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-17969070777502783832013-05-20T17:25:00.000+07:002013-05-20T19:33:59.412+07:00WEBG - Caffe Latte 커피를 마시고 (Urban Zakapa Cover)<div style="text-align: center;">
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by <a href="http://artherapy.tumblr.com/">Faris Naufal</a><br />
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White Elephant and Black Giraffe (WEBG) is a <strike>comedy</strike> music duo consisting of <a href="http://ditaoktamaya.blogspot.com/">Dita Oktamaya</a> (The Singing Elephant) and <a href="http://twitter.com/damarakhma">Damar Rakhmayastri</a> (The Instrument-hitter Giraffe). The video above is when WEBG had fun in Korean Days UGM 2012. We played Urban Zakapa's Caffe Latte 커피를 마시고 (lit.kopireul masigo/drinking coffee). Enjoy!</div>
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Feel free to follow our twitter: <a href="http://twitter.com/_webg">@_WEBG</a></div>
Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-8424995050961699582013-05-12T10:12:00.001+07:002013-05-12T10:12:27.895+07:00Moo<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-bK5nyrP2nsEywY7KhPoelSOXQzNQIekkmi1pcMYal8HVH-9WVXaxq2dVnBCCvAKLKyLgWM-NA33FcsE0UmrJNua-qSLdZIRBPsgzwH_Aad2VLIijln2y_jUz0TSmXfn5CHoqJeWjXQ4/s1000/IMG_0015.jpg" width="500" /><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">Dari dulu saya suka bikin tebak-tebakan. Bikin loh yah, bukan menjawab (suka gampang nyerah gitu kalo ada yang ngasih tebakan :D). Saya lupa entah di jaman SMP atau SMA, saya suka sekali bikin tebak-tebakan pake kata sapi. Yang paling sering saya tebak-tebakin adalah anggota keluarga saya. Bukan paling sering lagi deh, emang cuma keluarga saya yang bisa dikasih tebak-tebakan begitu. Awalnya sih mereka ngeladenin saya, tapi karena semakin lama tebakan semakin <i>lame</i>, jadi mereka males gitu deh. Coba deh baca, pasti kalian males juga sih.<br />
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'Sapi apa yang bisa buat gambar?'<br />
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SAPIdol!<br />
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'Sapi apa yang romantis tapi bokek?'<br />
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makan SAPIring berdua!<br />
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'Sapi apa yang panjang?'<br />
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SAPIgeti!<br />
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Dan saat saya lagi pengen banget ngasih tebak-tebakan tapi ga kepikiran apa-apa, biasanya saya bikin tebak-tebakan yang super random tapi jawabannya cuma satu:<br />
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'Sapi apa yang [<i>insert random ability or adjective here</i>]?' ex: 'Sapi apa yang bisa terbang dan cantik?'<br />
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SAPIkir-pikir dulu deh jawabannya.<br />
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kthxbye.</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-657330408602927098.post-73664292204281192172013-04-21T19:09:00.000+07:002013-04-21T19:24:05.794+07:00Où que tu sois, je veux être coquine avec toi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQv6Of2PPUHbyRG0wJqXkT7f1Dxfd-OxCDWT-ItohOHWmLjGYdzT-9I4eioy0Yw-m3B5CzTQaqbcfZZs9EHwy8JGw820TK_NP_rC2khMgn1IRMngui9cpVOKaLyHg9wS6OVUyUZDnjNJo/s1600/Giraffe.jpg" width="500" /><br />
<i>Où que tu sois, je veux être coquine avec toi</i><br />
water with color and ink on watercolor paper<br />
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I still like giraffe and I am in the search for it<br />
By the way, I draw this while listening to this:<br />
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Gotta love the beat and smile to the lyrics</div>Damarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15647646481131008845noreply@blogger.com1