Archive for May 2011


"Bagaimana DKV itu tercerminkan dalam karya? apakah 2D? apakah warna? warna apakah? The dragon who sees above the light into the darkness beyond will choose the darkness over the light"

- M Hasnan Habib on Marvin's comment book.

tpb is almost over

pameran karya tpb kemarin akhirnya beres juga, yesterday was the last day.

the last day of exhibiting our first year's assignments.
well, after today, i'm not gonna meet those poster colors again, nor the every-tuesday-hell-gamtuk-class, but well, more and more konstruk is waiting.
enjoying the last day of togetherness with my 204 friends upon doing academic activity, i feel the deep melancholy inside me. while we were gathering near the stage, performing, then singing along our song, lagu gawe, then dancing together and laughing so hard together, the feeling was so hard within me. i am going to miss this all. this craziness, this togetherness, that dirty and big TPB studio, the cold and windy selasing. i'm gonna miss being called, 'heh tpb!', gonna miss the taboo of talking about what's 'inside the building'.
then, looking at my comment book. it was full, mostly filled with random notes and comments from my college friends. they were writing plenty on my comment book. addressing me with 'cicak', or questioning my hair and my eyebrows, wishing me a good luck on interior design, telling me to behave well to suit my hijab, telling me not to forget them after going to separate studio, and so on. it moved me, pretty much. oh, how i love my silly friends, with whom i eat my lunch with, with whom i shared many nights working on many events, with whom i shared laughs and cries together. it's not that this is the end of our togetherness, but it's just not gonna be the same. this year's been a blast. it was a year that's impossible to repeat, even if we're not going to be really separated once we've got into the building anyway.
still, i'm gonna miss going on the same big studio with them, monday to thursday, all this year. we will never gonna meet a class or a studio as big as it was.
wish you all the best, my dear friends. gonna miss you lots.

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilightseries.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.

read in on my friend's tumblr and instantly in love with this. ffffuuuuu ♥

Disini, menatap langit bertukar warna terus, dan matahari menyebrangi jarak antara kita berdua. Ia yang mulanya muncul di belakang punggungku lalu tenggelam ditelan bahumu. Disini, menatap kamu di sebrangku, menelisik seluruh lekuk garis wajah dan tubuhmu, mengamati bagaimana matahari menjatuhkan gelap dan terang di atasnya sehingga terkadang kamu jelas, terkadang buram, lalu akhirnya tinggal serupa bayangan karena tertentang terlalu banyak terang di belakang.

Kamu bilang, satu hari terlalu lama untuk hanya tinggal dan tidak melakukan apa-apa.

Aku ragu kamu benar. Aku ingin tetap tinggal karena dengan kamu yang ada di depanku, aku tidak benar-benar tidak melakukan apa-apa.

Kamu saja yang tidak tahu. Kamu saja yang tidak mengerti.



pertama dateng latihan, nyoba keyboard di studio
tinceu: (dlm hati) loh ko ini settingnya stereophonic keys ya, harusnya apa sih yg defaultnya
tinceu: (nyobain masukin salah satu kode efek keyboard)
keyboard: TERORET TERORET TEROREEEEEET (tiba-tiba bunyi gitu kenceng banget)
semua: (langsung berhenti mainin alat musik masing-masing terus ngeliatin)
tinceu: eeeh eeeh ini gimana (panik gak jelas)

di tengah tengah latihan
tinceu: (masih penasaran) eh ini gimana yah cara ngubah si suaranya biar yg default aja jangan efek aneh-aneh
hajar: (ngeliatin, angkat bahu)
tinceu: ah cobain yah (muter salah satu tombol di keyboard)
keyboard: (berganti-ganti suara jadi makin aneh2)
irfan: eh ulangi lagi ya dari bagian reffnya
semua: (siap2 maen)
tinceu: eeeeeeh tunggu bentar ini gak bisa balik suaranyaaaa (panik gak jelas)

dan yang paling juara....

di hari kedua latihan, studionya beda lagi
tinceu: (nyamperin keyboard)
keyboard: (mati)
tinceu: (mencet tombol on keyboard, puter volume maksimal, check sound keyboard)
keyboard: (ga bunyi apa2 padahal udah dipencet-pencet membabi buta)
tinceu: eh eh... (celingukan ga jelas mencoba stay cool) fi ini gimana yah
fia: kenapa ceu? (ikut nyobain suara keyboard tapi gak bisa)
irfan: tin, cobain pemanasan dulu main yang mind trick lagi yah
tinceu: eeeee belum bisa bunyi..... (masih celingukan)
sam: (dengan muka tiis) itu amplinya belum dinyalain

aduh maaf ya saya bodoh

childhood experience

often results in a certain traumatic feeling and/or a slight paranoia

truth to tell, it's very exhausting to feel it, unreasonable fear or nonsense thoughts. it doesn't even make sense at all, it's like you think about something the way you thought about it as a child. your childish thoughts stay. you know that you're being so childish and your thoughts are all nonsense, yet you're helpless with that. it's just that the fear is too strong.

sebuah sugesti yang terlalu kuat, terdengar terlalu nyata. telah terdoktrin sebelum pikiran dapat menentang. pikiran-pikiran yang terlalu nyata. prasangka-prasangka yang absurd tapi tak bisa terpinggirkan dari pikiran. konyol. melelahkan memikirkannya.

hati-hati dengan apa yang sering kamu perlihatkan dan perdengarkan pada seorang anak kecil.

from tumblr. idk why i even post this.


jadi inget, euforia yang sama yang saya rasain setaun lalu. waktu saya yang diberi rezeki itu sama Allah, yang dikasih kesempatan buat kuliah di tempat yang emang saya pengenin banget.
jadi inget usaha dan doa yang jorjoran waktu dulu. entah saya yang kelewat polos, ga ngerti gimana aslinya kuliah, entah saya emang waktu itu mental pekerja keras, entah karena kebawa euforia aja, janji deh waktu itu bakal manfaatin kesempatan itu sebaikbaiknya.
tanya deh sama diri sendiri, sekarang gimana.
temen-temen 2011 yang udah pada keterima, selamat ya ;)

tutup buku (2)

ok, i'm done.

sepertinya sudah cukup lama masa itu terdekap dan belum kuizinkan lenyap. tanganku lelah. sekarang aku tidak membawa apa-apa, masih kebas rasanya tanganku baru bebas.
tak apa kan kamu tertinggalkan disana?
ah, langkahku selanjutnya ringan-ringan, diluar dugaan rupanya setelah ia lepas napasku dapat terhela lega.
i'm done, and now my hands are empty.

dear no one.

i am startled, upon seeing such an effortless beauty presented in front of me.

well, please never assume 'beauty' as the way eyes consume. it's way too narrow. too shallow. too stereotypical. no, the beauty pampers all my five senses. how come could there be such a thing that awes all senses at once?
such a thing can't be savored in short time.
stay longer, would you?

aec 3

wooo akhirnya setelah perjalanan panjang bandung-kuningan-bandung kemaren, ternyata masih sempet nonton konser kpa satu ini :D

setelah KOA VIII kemaren ga sempet nonton karena deket UN dan KOA IX sepertinya ga akan nonton juga karena kepentok jarak memisahkan, akhirnya ceman-ceman, saya nonton juga nih preliminary concertnya KOA IX di teater terbuka dago tea house. well, quite reminds me of KOA VI, my very first time taking part in kpa's concert hehe. wuah kangen banget jadinya, i miss the merry of KOA VI!
sayangnya berhubung pocket cam rusak dan kamera hp sangat ga bisa diandelin, jadinya..... ga foto apa2. aaa cedih, jadi ga bisa pasang foto buat review di sini. tapi, i can say the concert was cool. hehe. sebagai innocent audience (wakaka bahasa apa ini innocent audience, ngarangbet dah) yang bener-bener pure nonton doang, berhubung selama masa persiapan konser saya jarang banget ke 3 nengok-nengok dan bantu-bantu garagara (soksokan) kesibukan kuliah (HAHA), yah saya bisa ngikutin rangkaian acaranya dengan lumayan enak. bener-bener pure sebagai penonton awam, haha dan enaknya kalo jadi penonton kaya gini, lebih bisa ngasih review yang objektif tentang konsernya hehe. jadinya bisa kerasa, kurangnya dimana, kuatnya dimana, sebagai penonton yang bisa dibilang ga tau dan ga mau tau excuse dibalik kekurangan dan kelebihannya itu.
yah, pokonya, senang sekali bisa nonton, sukses yah adik-adikku dan teman-temanku dan keluargaku ini buat konsernya di singapura nanti, best luck my dears :* semoga selanjutnya waktu bisa agak renggang (atau mungkin manajemen waktunya lebih baik, haha nahloh tinceu) biar bisa bantu bantu ke kpa lagi yah hehe :D


feel free to raise an eyebrow hearing this, but yes, for some particular things i have a pretty far vision ahead (and when i say pretty far, yes i really mean it). mungkin hal-hal yang buat orang lain 'yaudahsih itusih urusan nanti aja', but well i can't compromise to that. i feel that doing something in which i can't foresee any goods ahead is just a waste of time. this specially applies to important decisions in life such as career, living principles, relationships, and so on. saya akan berhenti kalo yang saya lihat cuma dead-end. bahkan meskipun dead-end nya itu masih bertahun-tahun di depan. i'll stop right at the moment i see the dead-end. karena buat saya hal-hal yang penting dalam hidup itu harus dibangun dari sekarang. dan saya akan mulai serius dalam menentukan langkah dari sekarang, walaupun istilahnya saya masih belum apa-apa dan belum nyampe mana-mana. dan saya pantas gagal, jika kegagalan itu adalah harga yang harus saya bayar untuk dapat mencapai ekspektasi saya di masa depan.


bismillah, i'm gonna click the left one.



  1. 1. (n.) A behavior of becoming attracted to or aroused by intelligence and its use.

in other words: one who finds intelligence the most sexually attractive feature

i kind of observed the people to whom i've once developed a personal interest. i tried to find their similarity, and i came to one word: intelligence. i either have seen them as someone with deep thoughts, broad knowledge, good diction and writings, critical thoughts, witty jokes, and many other things like that. they all have it in them, and i tend to admire guys whose attitude or action implies (and yes, i use the word 'imply' not, like, a direct 'show') their awesome intelligence. so, yes to this word.

to think of it the other way

shadow is almost equally important as the light itself.

Bapak Paul Gunawan, lighting designer, seminar Paradigma

setiap cahaya akan menghasilkan bayang.
setiap terang yang jatuh juga akan menghasilkan sisi gelap.
hal yang tidak dapat dihindari atau diakali.
tapi sisi gelap itu dapat melemahkan juga dapat menguatkan. dapat menambah nilai, dapat mengangkat kesan, tapi dapat juga merusak konsep yang ada di pikiran.
kalau cerdik, maka sisi gelap itu tak akan jadi gangguan tapi justru jadi bantuan.
itu di bidang desain, coba adaptasi saja untuk kehidupan.

apa yang membedakan kita, desainer, dengan engineer? engineer bekerja dengan rasio, sementara kita bekerja dengan ini (pointing to his heart). awalnya dari sini, akhirnya juga di sini, mungkin prosesnya akan berputar-putar, kita harus tau struktur, konstruksi, perhitungan kuantitatifnya dan macam-macamnya, tapi tetap pekerjaan kita adanya di sini. you, designers, are the expression of your time. kalianlah yang menciptakan bentukan dari zaman kalian.

-Bapak Widagdo, seminar Paradigma


tempat pulang bukan cuma fisik, tapi hati dan pikiran

may, may, may, may

may 1 |mā|modal verb ( 3rd sing. present may ; past might |mīt|)1 expressing possibility : that may be true | he may well win.used when admitting that something is so before making another, more important point : they may have been old-fashioned, but they were excellent teachers.2 expressing permission : you may use a sling if you wish | may I ask a few questions?3 expressing a wish or hope : may she rest in peace.

i know those above do not refer to the month may, but let's just relate it ;psooooooo, May may be great, i think ♥


i don't know how many times have i been randomly opening my old archives

it's something i occasionally do, every now and then
the pleasure of sinking in the past times addicts me.
i get drunk, i'm drown deep inside.
exploring things to the smallest ones.
reconstructing every scenes,
laugh to the blithesome ones, cry to the poignant ones,
recalling every feelings,
grimacing to the bitter, getting aroused by the sweet,
it's deep, it fills my whole lungs
i was, like, almost not wanting to get out
oh dear, old times
oh dear, my archives.