The Dance

The Dance

The Silent Dancer

Silent Dancer

I just dance to speak.. 

I don't have any word to describe

My shade is become my color nowadays

fulfill my voices into a dance

I'm silently bow watching my small feet

un destructive me is my strength

and

I just dance to speak

I'm Dancing When No One Watching

The Rehearsal

The Rehearsal

The Rehearsal

The Man Who Spit The Flame

The Man Who Spit The Flame

I was never afraid of the dark

even the night will not change the black story inside of me

because I have a fire

flames that will give me the spirit

and I will make a friends with the light despite the dark

The arts

What you really collect is always yourself

I found this picture on art exhibition, There are numbers of art collectors who came to hunt down the showed art, they are willing to bought the art with not mention any price. Some are logic thing and some are was  beyond our imagination, but is it true that an art actually has a wonderful price? What is actually the benchmark of the art work which determine the fair price of that art?. 

What is art?

According to dictionary art is "The expression or application of human skill and imagination, typically in a visual form such as painting or sculpture, producing work to appreciated primarily for their beauty or emotional power".

It is obvious from the definition above that an art will be appreciated by their beauty or emotional power. The art has own meaning and own perception from someone's who seeing the art work, as an example "what will you describe on Monalisa smile painting?", I would bet that out of every 10 people who saw the painting would describe it differently.

So This is my thought!

Art is an outpouring of of the soul of the artist, the outpouring of the heart is also overflowing expression arising from the mood, atmosphere, even the environment where worked or where he lived. it can be about the artist love, a fact of life, joy, perspective and even thoughts as the selfish of the artist or the humanist side of the artist.

Art is a real life split in two part from what we see everyday that is aimed at commercial art, and art is indeed an expression of the artist regardless of what price will shown or counting the issued capital and the profit gained from the work of art. For an example commercial art is the art design that was intended for sale such as t-shirt design, fashion design, the design which used for advertising and others. Then the art which is intended only as an expression of the soul, a painting for an exact example, many painters who painted only as a venue for  expression for expression of the soul, outpouring of his heart without counting the cost incurred or the possibility of how much profit he will get.

The art which came from heart, a form of emotion which became the standard price or a value of the artwork, an emotion where the painter gave all dedication to the creation of works of heart, it is not uncommon works of abstract painters who at first glance might be just a scratch with no name but the price can be so high and the collectors was hunt it because of the "true art of an expression".

From other source art is define as "The use of skill and imagination in the creation of aesthetic objects, environment or experiences that can be shared with others". What kind of share? by seeing in the gallery? by buying the artwork or just copy from internet? or else? you decide which one is true art and make a value of it.

Love is Jazz and Life is Coffee

Cipatujah South Coast - Tasikmalaya

Night was falling covered the lake, the rain was stopped and the sky turning become dim under the full moon. Mike was sitting on the lake side watching his reflection on the water surface. He had a hard days since the rain dance that night.
In silent Mike is asking to his reflection.

"who are you? once again I asked?"

"who am I? I am always be you, who walked along the way

who starred the future on your dream two meters a head

who put your vision 10 centimeters in front of your eyes"

"then what I am now?"

"you're human being!"

"but human always connected on and another, while me? sitting here alone without nothing"

"you're stupid Mike!

love has make your eyes blind and cover your mind with sorrow"

"but I was falling in love, at least I think so!"

"no you were not, love is between two heart and you're only have one"

"damn! this conversation will not end if I am continue of this broken thing!"

Then Mike took his guitar, he didn't sing only played the guitar loudly, he choose a syncopation of jazz in a minor tones. He heard a wolf singing under the full moon, but he keep the jazz among him. He shout when he realized something "love is jazz!".

Jazz which played by heart without boundaries, only improvitation of soul. There's no heartache or even sorrow. It flow like a river which flowing from high land to the sea, even sometimes you'll be not able to stand in the same river it kept in a rhyme where tunes and tones are a song of the heart.

A freedom of a movement where there's no limitation of word or tones but it still harmonic on ears which listen of jazz. Mike was smiling now, he felt that he removed all the pain and start understanding something. 

Listen for the wind blows, sound of the water, insects and the sound of the nature was combined into his own jazz.

"I have no love within my head, but inside of my heart I have one,

where it sound like a freedom and rhymes like a sound of natures,

the wolf was singing and I am alive where my finger dance on my guitar,

jazz was a path where I put my love life, without pain,

only love which describe into syncopation and rhythm."

Batu licin Savana - South Kalimantan

The night almost over, the atmosphere was turning yellow at the dawn, the dew begin to drip and the air is getting warm when the sun arise, replace the moon and draw a new hope of a new day, Mike was starring to the sun from the place he stay. Slowly his reflection is getting clear on the water surface, yellow sun, green grass, red orchid and white cloud.

"This is the time, time of life undertanding." he said. "Love is not a supreme power of life, love is only only thing that will appear when we're alive, the supreme power is our belief," he shout to the sun.

Mike walked from the lake heading to his favourite coffeeshop, The sun now shining very bright, coloring the blue sky and gave warmth to his body when he arrived at the coffee shop. 

Seeing Mike's came, Jane was seems so happy and opened the door for Mike. Mike also smile to Jane then he choose his the favourite table next by the window, ussualy everytimes he comes to the coffeeshop the day was rain, but this time is different and Jane knowing that difference. Without saying anything Jane's going to the coffee bar and make a cup of coffee and served to Mike. 

Zooming Kopi luwak

Mike is smiling when Jane come to deliver his coffee and took another chair for Jane to sit next by him. Jane was sitting in front of Mike and she openned the conversation.

"You look so different today, how bout life?"

"if you are asking about totaly life you already knew"

"pardon?"

"you served it for me right now?"

"this is a cup of coffee, not life"

"indeed, but life vision is in it with all the philosophy"

"coffee lovers!"

The Light Spectrum

The spectrum

The light is placed at night when I was start to walking around the city, I'd seen many color of the rainbow which I assume that is colors of life, so when I saw this light spectrum I asked to my self, Is it also colors of life? or it's only a technology which make us blind?.

The Spectrum

Runaway Sun

Sunset at the river

My eyes would see everything that should become a great achievement of my vision, not in thought but only a vision a head not to influence others but for my own. Like the saddest sunset, it never gone actually or never hide. It steady on it position, replace the time while time keep moving on.

Runaway sun

I'm Waiting

blurred shelter

I've been waited for so long, since the time was able to speak and my feet was step for the first time. I don't know you who or even recognize you as a person within my heart but you are seizing my day, my mind and my dream a head.

The loyal hotel lobby

In fact I was born for keep on waiting, no matter you always come but you are run for more and left me with the unknown memory, right here we met and also separate as you never know me before. In the past, future even right now where I am standing now. I'll keep on waiting.

Standing flower on retrospective

The principal

My perception on principal :

Balance
Every element in a weight visual has been set by the size, darkness, brightness or how thick from the row. As our eyes could see the balance is a form where the right side element is the same with the left element that's called symmetrical balance. it can be color, value, shape or weight that can be a measurement for balancing it self.
As a human we have a heart, mind, body and soul. If we're want to be harmonious also need a balance where we can't adding more value to one thing between those element. why? let's take an example.
A man loving a girl with his heart and often he loving that much so he forgetting the rest include something that actually he shouldn't do, for the next he become a pretender and willing to give all he got for pursuing love (heart).

This symmetrical balance can be publicity stability where as a human who able to think and choose then he will got wiser and smarter to decide. Asymmetrical is the opposite, it can drawn contrast, moves, shocking etc. This is a two thing different between symmetrical balance of our self and how we look our life.
We need to be balance when we facing our self to make a good control of our self, but it also we need to be asymmetrical balance to know the difference and to learn what is our capacity.

Rhythm 
Rhythm is a repeated pattern which made by many different element. The repetition is always consistent, like in facing life some one who able to consistent with the principal of life then the next future it will become someone who can focusing their life on his own goal. variation (shape changing, measurement and position) and that's all the key of visual rhythm. Placing an element as periodic make it smooth and that's why we called practice makes perfect, the more we know the engine the more we're knowing about it. even it also can caused calmness, and stay on a good moods (not in a rush). Sudden change to measurement or distance between the element can caused more faster and life rhythm more fun.

Suppression
Suppression it also positioning which become the main attention on human relation, The same with our eyes which always seen the position where something stand different or superior. Too much focus point then a loose of goals, Sometimes we're being stupid to get our goals. We're pretend to be superior or sometimes forgetting the way we stand and where we stand. it also not good.

Unity

Unity helping all the element to be one achievement on principal of life, It a form where we are analyzing color, shape, pattern and for then it become one decision. and after this stage was pass it called proportion. 

Talking Shoes

"I was walking along the way never seeing forward or even backward.

I'm following my master wherever he go,

I knew I'm beeing thread.

I walking down as a slave since I was created

and

I'm proud to be like that because I can be loyal to my master,

it is my destiny..

and it is my dream since the creator told me so".

"I give my self to my master and wherever my master took me, I'll sincerely follow him.
On the muddy road a mother told to her son to wear the shoes, Then I'm become protective for them"


"In a time I was embarrassed in front of a shoe polisher, when my master took me,
with a dull face, he made me new, shine and it looks like a good quality of me.
then I'm become the source of the livelihood for him,
I knew the shoe polisher was not cleaning for me to get a good of me,
but for my master so he can looks handsome when he wear on it."


"In my solitude I'm crying proud to be the shoes,
my I was getting older, my master forget about me.
I just putted at the corner and abandon it"


"But I'm as what I am, live along my destiny"

the reflection

I am just a little time

walked on the time that I haven't imagine before

in this time I'm  just a rider without a horse

I am flowing into without drowning

then I just shout on them

and then I wouldn't be able to speak the unspoken

I guess I am nothing

when I see my back on the mirror

or when I am passing through over the future

I just shout as it was

I was hang under the sky where I can't stepped my feet

instead I am forgetting if that time I didn't wear a shoes

I'll bring my path down when it sunrise

a word that spoken when I was awake

but then I am forgetting who I am

Look everything seems so blured

but I am walking into it

love life within the dream as farewel of the time

and I am still shout into it

I am swimming without drowning 

watching the sky from my distance

run with my tied leg

I am growing like a lotus

in silent they bloom

and die in silent

but I am fully awake

for the next tomorrow

Life on Life it Self

A life should be a life it self where we re walking in it since we're have a soul, nine month pre-born and finally breathe the air for the first time. We were cried as we know and as told by our parent. The more loud the baby cry the more happy the parent because it helping the baby to first taking the atmosphere of oxigent to his or her body. That's the fact, we are born and know how to cry a second after a birth.

Second to minutes, hours to days, week to month and finally year by year we go along as a creature called human. Walking by our two feet making a huge step of this world, his or her own world. Comunicate one another, they speak, using their hands, body languages and words, spoken or unspoken. 

A philoshophers born then think the existence. Mind was taking control and all in this world could he analize from where, from whom and since when. Time is hasn't stop yet it still moving forward, never going fast or slower as we want, "to know our self we must know who are our parents, where we born and when we born, it showing the existence" a philosopher said. But if someone doesn't know her or his birthday is it also means we are not knowing our self?. The philosophers also could answered that question instead asking "when you're born, are you knowing your self without parent?". stupid question I guess, indeed we're born from a mother and a father and it still can be explained by logic but then if we're stepping bacward to saw the process goes, where we will ended? a philosopher will describe it as a theory of existence about this but we are sure and believe that this world is started from God as the architect and as the creator of this world including us who lived under God's control, like an actor who playing the drama and it hasn't end even soketikes some body will die first and we will never able to meet them anymore. 

A musician said "life is a music, where if we are sad than a sad music was played also the opposite, there are love,  wisdom, life vision or even something that we  can't predict it".

An artist described "life is color, where love could be pink color, madness will be represent on red color and it all painted in a black space where we haven't know the end".

A monk called "life is self reflection, no matter where you belong and where you are standing. you just a piece of a soul which covered by meat and skin and what we should do is reflect our self as a form of grateful that we are breathing and has a process called life cycle and finally end on consciousness taht we are God's creature".

And there are many many perception which we could afford to collect it one by one but then there's an assume "Life is we are who lived on our body, thinking with our brain, loving with our heart and watching everybody's life in front of our eyes". Another perception of course.

A baby born on who's will? 

Do not try answering that question , you will drawn into it. Who we are, what are we and what we do? what responsibility? what is our right? and many others question. it doesn't stop right? That the fact that human will be never satified with one answer, specially someone's word, he will look for him self a d describe what life is.

Love which made us stand, within the love we found our existence in belief of God, The one's and The migthy. Love also teach us in human relation, we are making friend, we are in love with a girl, we are smiling at her then a chemistry inside our body is react, we are falling in love. In this step you will not asking about who you are and from where you are.  Because of love also we're getting mad, lost control and even made your self as a robot who following your heart will.

So which one is stupid? about life it self or about our self who trying to describe what life is???

I WILL PUT A BIG MARK ON THIS!!!!

a Coffee doesn't talk

Mike took an empty cup from his kitchen, he was thinking to make a coffee. actually from his routines sometime he choose to buy a coffee at the coffee shop where he can enjoy coffee without bother his activity and he also could get a better service from the pretty waiitress, even more.. he can order his favourite cheese cake there with all the philosophy inside. "life is about enjoying jazz, coffee and cheese cake!" Mike said to his empty cup. 

Mike spent many time for searching something that he also didn't know exactly, he only know that love is inside of it, and he won't stop even any circumtances could be different like it was happen to him, Nicole..the girl that he loved is dump him away and worse Nicole is hate him now because Nicole's thought that Mike was interfere her life and her love life, Nicole couldn't forgot her former love and she  choose to silent.

"coffee won't hate

 coffee won't love

 coffee won't make a judgement

 coffee won't play a trick

 coffee won't lie

 and

 coffee only knows how to loved

 coffee only know how to hated

 without being complain"

Then Mike filled his empty cup with coffee powder that he got from his friend. He poured enough hot water and mixed it. Mike didn't know why that time he felt very freshed and also the coffee that he made was a very good taste, not sweet..bitter of course  but he felt that is the price of a coffee which made by own hand, 'a love' he think! Then he talking to him self while taking a gulp of that coffee.

"you're set your own price with made a coffee by your self"

"why?"

"you won't be able to complaining anything bout the taste,
 if, you wanna sweet thing. you can add sugar on it,
 but if you're like coffee the way it was. you can only find a better quality coffee"
"so, did you mean by made your own coffee it's like choosing an option of your life?"
"correct!"
"so how about hot water? is it now a coffee could serve with cold or mixed with others like milk, etc?"
"that's the way of life,
 we learn from it no matter what taste will be appear,
 coffee always be honest with it taste!
 Hot water, is a moment when you're standing now,
 it doesn't matter how is the past brought you in
 it doesn't matter how will the future will make you happy or disappointed.
 it should serve when it's hot! that's the philosophy!"


Mike hasn't finished with his coffee then he put the cup down to see the sun light above the sky. He was thinking that how wonderful this life is, everything is already provide by nature including the feeling of love, the way it love and the way to be loved.
The paper which he always took it now it's not empty anymore, he opened page by page then he was realizing something about a note where he also didn't remember where he wrote those.

"I am always complain to the books, pens, listened to a story and another story, ideas and view.
moment of deposition and a moment for silence is the right moment, no longer in the frame of understanding life
we're busy with love and conscious for a moment, then called those love to be destroyed just like it never came,
Take the distance and let the serenity into the body and soul
and that's the answer to the meaning of empty painting of life and paused,
Human is emptiness, busyness of life and love is only fraction of the routines within the broad spirit,
What happen to us is we couldn't be able separate the space to talk and silence"

"When you're ordering a coffee in that coffee shop you're waiting,
and when it came you not drink it soon because it's hot
when it shout COGITO ERGO SUM! you are silent"


"You're thinking,
I'm thinking therefore I am
but then....
Your heart said find it in a coffee
look for him where you be asking and when you're dense with coffee you'll find the answer!"

The Brain is not a good thinker

This amazing life. We do not need to be explained about this life which is something that we are able to describe. What we need is breathe and take the air as much as we can and about thought? what we should think? should we put a biq question marks as it should or should we just stand up at the back yard and watching this life will be grow up bigger and bigger. then? dead.

A social live as humans and humans, and life and lives. running  to catch a meeting to another meeting or sweaty as a rain drop struggling within time to get materialistic thing called money. Being superior one and another, everybody want to make a different in mode, in thought and the way of life. One people filling on it's own position, all complementary others.

"When you woke up in the morning what will you do to starting the day?"
"I took a mirror then I'll put it in front of me!"
"Why?"
"So, I will recognize my self after sleeping for hours"
"But it always be the same right?"
"Yes it is"
"So what is the purpose you're doing that every day?"
"So I'll be thankful to God that when I was awake, there's no less on me,
 I still have two eyes, one mouth to speak, two arm, two leg.
 And the important thing is I am alive!"
"That the stupid thing I ever heard, dude!!"
"We're not God, only a human being who need to learn every times"
"So, It a stupid thing everyday you're doing the same thing"
"Actually it not the same"
"What make the different?"
"We're one day older than yesterday!"
"..........................................."

There's no perfect thing, the perfectness is only on God. but we're as human only doing the best thing we can do, but if people doing the best they can do why there's a war, different, chaos, un-discipline and everything happen so bad. Our thought and our action is influence to one an another, This is the small thing but also this small thing can become a huge thing as a started of world change.

Can you Imagine if every people in this state is thought to be discipline and has a thought of something better and positive? Then I'll make sure if this state will be a great state. People are respect each others as they respect them self. People are not throwing garbage in every place, drivers respect each others. Some thinkers talked about the war, they say "The war which make a progress". Is it true? Is it the progress is caused by the war and any difference? well I DON'T BELIEVE THAT!. The progress or any setback is caused by our own thought!. we're creating a mission as the stair where we put on the dream which has already on the sky.

"I think therefore I am"
"Why you should think that hard if everybody only think a little?"
"I am not thinking hard, just a little step I made is thinking for my self"
"What thinking is that?"
"I'm thinking about how I'm becoming my self at this moment"
"....................................."

only in words, sometimes I find that I can do anything even in certain time I find myself is not significant #prose

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Just in words I'm similar to the wind, blowing between the letters and numbers, punctuations, sentences and phrases #prose

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in every word I always find the search point and where I must start #prose

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in a word, I find something more, both about what I think or feel #prose

"I have enough thinking, it cause my head dizzy and my life progress was setback!"
"Why do you think a lot?"
"because I want to make a different"
"And Suffering your self?"
"If necessary"
"STUPID!"