to keep me sane

wrong

I drew this old chinese style ornament with a mindset that the pattern was the same on each side. So I confidently mirrored every line. After finishing the sketch, I looked back to the ornament and guess what: it is not a simple mirrored pattern; which makes my sketch inaccurate.

Isn't it what we always do in life? Simplifying seems the best way to digest the problem, finally solving it. But is it the way things work? What about doing something that is already wrong since the beginning? Can we really undo ourselves as the computer does?

a house without drawings

"This house was made without drawings! I myself built this," he proudly said. He's no architect. He's no contractor. He's the stone man, a worker. You probably can not see the beauty of this house from my sketch for my style in drawing lines, but this house is really a good one; it's a big house but humble, earthy colors, green garden, big windows. Seems comfortable, and livable. The stone man himself made this house without drawings.

A very big failure for you, hey architects, if you're bluffing arrogantly with pride -because you may not be smarter than this stone man. He doesn't need to become a professor, nor the PhD. He knows how to create a livable house with his trained skills of building, and he just did. He doesn't talk as if he knew everything; the one that architects do.

1987

the antisocial

Yes. I was that excited. The vision to do sketch hunt at Kota Tua Jakarta seemed fun; I didn't predict the heat of the day.

Me and my friend, Novel planned to do a kind of hunting. Sketch hunt for me, photo hunt for her. We agreed to meet at the railway station's A&W -the all American restaurant :D. While waiting for her to come, I tried some sketches of the station.

It was very crowded, and I did the wrong proportion:


while the right proportion is this [I stretched my sketch haha]:


Soon after Novel arrived, we went to Museum Fatahillah's front yard. Unfortunately, it was the brightest time of the day, I guess. The glare of the sun dazzled our eyes. So..... I didn't sketch Museum Fatahillah. Instead, I did Museum Wayang and it's neighbors, under the tree.


And soon, we moved to the nearby Cafe Batavia. A luxurious one, actually. And we can't afford the meal :p



and I did a pointless drawing:


Then we went to Plaza Indonesia before it's too late hehe. I mean: before the work hour was over, avoiding the crowd of the commuters. To be honest, I didn't really know, what were we going to do at PI. Well, we did have an appointment with some friends, but I just don't understand the objective of this meeting. Also the composition of the attenders.. was just weird.

So we arrived at PI, find a place to eat and sit, then heard the other customers' very loud conversation.


Then we moved to Canteen. Which doesn't look like a canteen. I enjoyed the food, but didn't enjoy the meeting heeeee.... peace, everyone :D

the unfinished sketch

I was accompanying my mother and her friends to PGI Cikini Hospital, to visit a family friend who got stroke last night. As usual, I stole sometime to sketch. The hospital's area is constructed by a group of interesting old buildings that I believe, had changed function in many times. Unfortunately, the visit wasn't long enough; letting the unwell friend to have proper rest time. So I was failed to finish my sketch. However, I tried to do some 'finishing' using black and white watercolour:

happy new year

Thank you, dear neighbors and surroundings, for letting me see your beautiful fireworks on this new year's eve. And if you did go out to see the full moon.. damn. Should've been outside more often during new year, I guess. How I've missed a lot of fireworks these past years. Happy 2010.