tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58019442012-02-16T12:09:28.933-05:00The Anatomy of Feelingsptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.comBlogger1741100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-41289886509954714882011-08-21T05:01:00.000-04:002011-08-21T05:01:26.856-04:00

What do you think 2011? It not even over yet but we have witnessed a sweeping social transformation across vast landscape unprecedented in scale and number. It is really a change season. I wouldn't have been able to grasp the real significant of these chain of events without real pondering it. First because of the distance from here and second because of the mechanics of their political culture

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Desire(s) in life is a weird being. The greatest thing I felt lately is the fact that I am moving on to another new phase, or actually more like a sub-phase of a new phase. It is that I don't have to teach a class anymore next months. I don't know why, but I felt a great relief. Of course we all familiar with teaching job and know well the worth of it. I am glad that I tried it, enjoyed it, loved

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I am on a ferry crossing the Kapuas river now. We are on our way to Pontianak driving on road from Ketapang since yesterday. The whole trip has been quite exhausting for me. But the reward is here now tonight as I look up the sky. Stars are beautiful! It's pitch dark up there after a whole day of raining yesterday. Oh... always baffled by this astronomical feat, a chance to take a peek of the

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Sometimes I think I am too naïve about people... I still hold on to the belief that all people is essentially good in the core if you can see it. And those other uglier things in life are the chemical reactions.. emanating, bouncing off from each of us. Well, there are times when I doubt that personal belief or principle or worldview about people but always return back to my initial belief. The

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It's the end of May. Time is not passing away fast but intense. Just waiting at the airport now, yeah, meaning that I can bring books that I couldn't read at home and has a few free times to do it in transit or travel.

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I think my affair with this profession will continue to define my life for many years to come. This perpetual dialog between me and the inanimate stones and bricks around us continue to occupy the majority of my daily conscience. I am geekized. For example, I am currently working on a private residence or more like a villa for a private developer. This is it finally the house project. Of course I

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-25026289026343069162010-01-05T13:59:00.000-05:002010-01-05T13:58:00.561-05:00

Happy January Six! 2010 is just a good year to start anything. It looks good on paper. :)

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The desire in the last day of the year is always strong, somehow we become ambivalent about letting the day to pass. A desire to work against time but we know it's hopeless. It conjures up the imagery of Atlas holding up a globe, just waiting, a suspension of time, when will he let it go, soon. Last year I made some wishes or resolutions, why? Because everybody else did it. Yeah that's a stupid

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Gus Dur, our fourth president, passed away today, a few hours ago. He is my role model for a man of faith: an extremist in loving God and loving people. Really a jewel of the nation!

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I dont know if I have shared this with some of you. I think the ideal and the coolest profession I dream of is to be a full time (and relatively sufficient) photographer. That's the one that consistently pops-up my mind, with many "wouldn't it be cool if..." moments. I imagine, I will just wake-up every morning or ever ynight just to figure out where is the next cool space I should go now. And

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-60568883193852833472009-11-12T12:10:00.000-05:002009-11-12T12:10:23.058-05:00

Wenny baby, I pray that you will get that job on campus soon. I will also pray that you get a cool one, with cool people around, but with miserable boring unchallenging tasks that you just can’t wait to graduate asap and get a real job. I will also pray that after you graduate, you get jobs that you really like, excited you, with one or two pain-ass colleagues but always with nice bosses and

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-74943933508050047962009-11-11T12:36:00.000-05:002009-11-11T12:36:57.479-05:00

Twitter is awesome, create one, create one, please? It's cultic, mysterius but also geeky and cool!!! All in one for the first time in this universe's history. Tweet and you will be set free! :)

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I recently reconnected again with some high school girl friends that I used to hang out with. I haven't talked much with them since those times. Most of them are either married, just married, or soon to be married. So yesterday we group-chatted together rather late at night. The conversations were the boring nostalgic stuffs and I enjoyed it nevertheless because of the sheer weirdness of the

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Hey, audiobooks are awesome, did you know that? I just listened to some good classics on some of my long arduous road trips here in Central Kalimantan. First, it is obviously so much quicker to listen to books than reading them page by page. Yeah, you don't get the same depth, but you are guarenteed to get at least the big idea and the nuances of the thinkings and contents inside. Besides, there

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Jakarta is burning! Right now live on tv is playing the secret recording of conversations between Anggodo Widjaja and the police and other. This revelation further enlarges the whirls of ultra high profile conspiracies and corruptions in Indonesian law enforcement institutions pitting the police and national prosecutor against KPK (the anti-corruption investigator). This is hot, surreal, and

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I have just finished helping my grandma applying for a US visit visa. I looked at her birthday, it is March 13th 1928. So she is about 81 years old. Can you believe that? I can't. She just stayed over at our place for the last few days. She is a little slow but amazingly still very mobile, moving up and down the stair, helping with kitchen, and still able to converse with us and my sister's kids.

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Should I twitter or should I not? Ehm very tempting, seems like a little harmless toy. Have you?

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Did anyone read the story of journalist David Rohde on NYT this week. It is truly an extraordinary piece of journalism, in essence totally redefine McLuhan's "medium-message" stuff. The medium is intertwining with the message, and at multiple times paradoxically blurring and highligthing the contrast. In the beginning, he is the medium and the planned interview is the message. Then he becomes the

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I was invited by a friend to a mid-review critique in his studio today. I was anxious a bit but felt excited more. This is my first academic review after all, the first time I sit on the other side a pin up board. The experience and result were more exhiliarting than expected. It was not as difficult as I thought it would be when I was a student and for a short moment came the thinking about pay

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I have been reading and loving to read headline news for a long time, probably since I could understand a complete sentence. I am always intrigue by world news and the present history. This daily activity serves as my bearing to the world, a landscape of mind with a larger world. But I also approach it (the world headline news) with some triviality and self-dramatization, like a little

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Last week, police sieged a rented room in a densely populated area in South Jakarta, killing two more terror suspects and capturing one. That was the latest string of crack downs on terrorists responsible for the Marriott bombing in July. As we know, the mastermind had been killed also in a similar operation last month. I have to admit the police did an incredible job in rounding up those people

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... is Barack Obama. Just announced today early morning US Eastern Time that he was awarded the Nobel Price for Peace this year. I think the whole world is genuinely surprised by the award including him. It's interesting to notice how close we all are, how small the world is, indeed a global village, when little thing like this happen. A wonderful treat for all of us the world news mania. A quote

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Another quake hit us here, on the west coast Sumatra, west of Padang the capital of West Sumatra Province. This is the second one this year on this line of quake zone. I was in a mall in Medan, North Sumatra yesterday when it happened. People ran out for a while but resumed their normal activities soon. The shake was felt in Singapore as well. Earlier yesterday another hot news incident was

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I am saying prayer tonight for my sister and her baby girl. May they get well soon.

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Memory is a curious thing. This trip to the city I grew up until 12 years of old has been fascinating. What I like is not because it has been so long (16 years) but more of the heightened transient experience I got going inside. I don’t think I can have this rare experience again on my next trips. Everybody, and the brain, is constantly producing new memory and probably shelve the old ones

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-88272905034277354012009-09-27T07:46:00.004-04:002009-09-27T07:57:08.054-04:00

Medan is the capital of North Sumatra Province. It is sandwiched on the top by the Aceh Province, a place well known for it's unbelievably strong willed people or the rest of us would simply call hostile, the Acehnese. They have been fighting all foreigners in the widest range of it's meaning for as long as the name first noted in history. Below, it is sandwiched by the Riau Province, the richest

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Did you ever travel without your laptop or any familiar mean to get connected to net? It's a blessing isn't it? You would feel a dire feeling but eventually it will cause you to pay attention more to your material surroundings.In a somehow related matter, I have also been thinking seriously about all these recent internet fuzzes, What and how much should I follow the flow, Facebook, Twitter,

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It's the second day of Eid. As has what happens every year, millions leave for their hometowns in the villages all across Java or as they call it here, the "mudik". The city is deserted. Like an old piece of furniture that is just dusted-off, you can experience it differently with a new charm. Now I am in Palembang. Quite nice, got to see some old friends. We went to eat, cruised around the city

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-43653357122302368212009-08-03T09:36:00.007-04:002009-08-03T10:19:05.755-04:00

As told my friends recently, one of the things that I regretted the most for not taking more seriously at school is business related knowledge. In those days, I viciously ignored all things related to it including my personal finance management. And now is the harvest time. I reap the results: many not so delicious fruits. There are always challenges when you want to start something new in life,

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I have been crisscrossing the Equator here in the last couple weeks. Yes, literally passing back and forth the zero-degree line, the middle earth. By the way, I started to get more accustomed to the travel terrain here, the vast landscape of Kalimantan Indonesia. The tropic heat, the cool breezes, the dirt-roads, the jumpy and broken inter-province roads, mountains, forests, fields, blue and

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It has been a week since the bombs in Jakarta. Investigations are still going on, the victims' families are slowly emerging from the painful facts, and the nation is building up momentum to further fight the terrorist activities through-out the country. This Sunday, there will be an event going on by musicians and other cultural or public figures to speak out against terrorism in Indonesia. They

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I watched “Buddha Collapsed Out of Shame” on Sunday, it was part of the Kids Film Festival here. So lucky that I was able to watch it, I guess it will be pretty hard to find small film like that without Netflix. Andrea was also there, she volunteered for the event and was part of the translator team, because… as they said in the credit part of the broschure, “she has a good English”, good job ‘

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July 17 will be another sad day for us, the people of Jakarta. This morning right before 8 am, two suicide bombers hit two five stars hotels simultaneously killing more than ten people. I feel the pain of the city, the heartbeat of the nation. The attacks were directly aimed at the international exhibition football match that would be going on in three days between Manchester United from UK and

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The election is coming in two more days. It's interesting to see the whole getting up and partaking in the reformation that started in 1998. This round of election we have three candidates fighting for the No 1 post. The debates and discussions are all going pretty intense, a sign the country is re-discovering the joy of democracy after the early one abrutply terminated in the mid 50s. This is

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I am back in Sampit now. It is funny how preconception works and how it influence your psyche. The first time in the city my head is filled with negative preconceptions on horror stories and news about the riots that happen here 7 years ago. The second time everything is much different. I am more familiar with the surroundings. I am not as afraid as before.But maybe that is not the explanation at

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MJ has left the house. He is really something, the fullest expression of human and creativity, a true artist and a true artwork. He is a Legend, our generation's Warhol.

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I have used a Blackberry for less than a month now. It is the most amazing thing, no 3 in my personal list (the first one is airplane, second is petebakar). You may have noticed that I sometimes posted my blog from it. And now I am typing this in my car on the trip from Samarinda to Bontang and I used blackberry as a modem for the tiny acer netbook. The last time I had an internet connection

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I have a new friend. Her name is Tailess. She is a little shy when we first met, always hiding behind or under the curtain. But now she relates better and always come by to my desk whenever I am working in my room. If I am not looking at her, she will move back and forth in front snaring unhappily with her big black round eye. We see each other mostly around midnight or early morning. I am not

ptbkrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11557877560624728499noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5801944.post-50428737017957961082009-06-05T11:57:00.006-04:002009-06-05T12:23:19.677-04:00

I am curently doing a project for a back wall or "fence" of a highrise on one of the major streets in the city. Initially when I got it, I thought it would be a simple, no-brainer, time-filler, etc. project... But now it is actually a quite interesting design problem, a real urban project and my first here. How do we create a transition, a separation between a group of big buildings: two 20m

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I took a picture of our food today, a plate of grilled eggplants and pete or grilled pete, hence petebakar! It is my first reunion. Pete is a kind of bean, a heavenly bean. It's always crisp what ever way we cook it. It will release an aura on a bite and your mouth will feel spacious afterward. Agh so goood. Now, I really feel at home.

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June 2, 17.39 Jakarta. Like Rahab, I also live right on the city edge. The outer ring road highway outside my place is rapidly undergoing construction. The site had laid dormant for 10 years since I left. It just had a few concrete pylons, a monument to Jakarta's notorious infrastructure project. The project was restarted early this year and will be completed before the end of the year.

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I am testing the amazing mobile internet technology, blogging on the move. Yes the information age is far from over. Powered by Telkomsel BlackBerry®

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Beringas is an Indonesian adjective word that means: in a constant state of anger fluctuation, fierce, having a spiky temperament, capable of finishing a work or a life quickly, swiftly, crudely and devastatingly, always on the edge emotionally, and, lastly from me, have the capability or the desire to eat a whole homo sapiens alive. I don’t know the origin of the word, it might be an archaic

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AD Interviews: Standard from ArchDaily on Vimeo.

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Life is under construction, will resume business when done.

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“ku susuri lembah nurani namun tak kudapat apadi taman jiwa ku duduk dan bertanya pada asa yang resah” – Kelu by Flabbergasting! Angel, our friend is amazing. The quote above is from her latest poem on her blog. It’s always interesting to read poem from people you know. Because then you have another way to understanding or experiencing the magic. The particular passage above expands or

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Today, Cissy sent me an interesting excerpt from a travel book she is reading. Every cities has a word that defined it, a word that ALL people in the city is thinking at any moment when you stop and ask them. Rome is SEX, Vatican is POWER, NYC is ACHIVE, LA is SUCCEED, Stockholm is CONFORM, Naples is POWER. Now, I am thinking what if we can tweet our life. What if one month is one minute, what

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Hey, "clean city" in Indonesia is not a myth. Pardon my Jakartan snobbishness who sometimes sees and measures the rest of the country with it's own glasses including on city progress. Palangka Raya is clean and nice. It is the capital of Central Kalimantan and has a population of 110,000+ only. It is located inland just like Columbus. I love the buildings here all have huge and expressive roofs.

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Did you ever stay in a new place and have a deep fear of your life? Is fear a healthy food for your soul? I have quite a few in the last few months, one in Amsterdam, one in the night train from Lyon to Rome, and a recent one is right now in Sampit. Mostly those fears are the result of one irrational summation of a series of rational analyses. I arrived in Sampit, South Kalimantan yesterday.

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Every cities has it's own ghosts. That I know. Really, awful things that happened to the people. Rotterdam and Berlin were blasted and many people died crushed or burned. The tsunami in Banda Aceh. Earthquakes. But the place that I will go today I am sure will some some younger ghosts. Mainly people that died and got chopped up in a brutal ethnic conflict not so long ago. I am little bit worry

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I was packing again tonight. Tomorrow I will be flying to Borneo. Another journey. The world is a beautiful place. After seeing Berlin with all her drama, Jakarta with all her ruggedness, I will be seeing cities in Borneo (Kalimantan), from the small ones to the very small ones. My dad bought me my first boots a few days ago, ready to go into the jungles.

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On a plane one day, I watched The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. More interesting than I expect. It has quite a few very interesting dialog lines and I don't know if those come from the original Fitzgerald or from the screenwriters. I will share one here."It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you." - Benjamin

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A city is not just a place one merely exists but a living person-like with whom one engages with daily. It’s sensorial, you feel it, you smell it, you touch it, and most importantly you wrestle with it everyday. It is even more so when you walk in the city at night because by then there is no sky and no background and not much energy left. It is just you and the city, face to face, blocks by

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I found a few artists that I really like at the Leopold Museum the other day, the expressionist painter Egon Schiele and expressionist sculptor Ernst Barlach. Schiele’s paintings are very figural yet abstract. His color palettes are cool. The good ones are the Levitation and some other scenes of roof tops. Barlach’s sculptures strangely I found are elevational and quite ‘gravitying’. Meaning, it

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I met quite a few people on the road and they are all interesting. But there are two groups that give me a little inspiration. The first is a Danish-Spanish guy who is living with his Italian wife in Mantua. We talked on the train. He just quited from his own packaging company and planning to start again solo. I liked his business/sales attitude that is to sell a succesfull product you need to be

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Today is the fifteenth. A few more days from now it is your birthday. I remember because every year you always ask me what I want to do that day. I remember because I like the way you think and expect the present you want to buy for yourself. I like it I remember because it is just the other side of the mirror of me. And that is why I am always intrigued by you too, the flipside of the mirror of

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This is just a clip from NYT's article today on Mike Nichols exhibit at MOMA. I think he is right. Silence or stillness is a lot more interesting. And I think we all need it, a meditation, a prayer state, to meet self and Creator.

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It was April 13th, 2009 11.40 AM when I encountered it. A moment I will never forget. Walking up out from the subway station at Olympiapark, I unexpectedly arrived right in front of the Welt in Muenchen. It was really a breathtaking project. I was absolutely stunned. W. Prix once told us that one moment in his life that got him into architecture is Corb’s La Tourette. He visited the site when he

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This trip is a personal pilgrimage for me, maybe a little “Grand Tour”. But the apex of this trip is definitely the one that I will be making tomorrow to Firminy to see Corbusier-Oubrerie’s Firminy church, completed in 2006. It is also the last of modern architecture to be built. Will that christen me to be a modernist then? Or will that church represent my Jordan river? Time will tell.When I

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It's sunday night. Driving back from church, I did a little detour to downtown trying to see Moneo's church and Prix's school in Bunker Hill area. My GPS was suddenly dead and I got lost. But I kept driving west from there and saw LA neighborhood zones at night that are very vibrant, raw, but pretty nevertheless. I saw El Salvadorean groceries, Guatemalan cafes, Latin discos, 24 hours hamburger

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Two things in life that always fascinated me every time in the most elemental way are brain and airplane. I wanted to think it out a little here. On brain, I always imagine that our feelings and emotions are not as fleeting as we thought or as used in literature and pop culture. Feelings and emotions are a type of material substance. Maybe they are like hormones. But for now, I want to believe

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Feb 20 was the last episode of Late Night with Conan. It was a great experience watching him, a truly outstanding person. I watched in from the internet with a small screen and a dark NBC website background. The frame became so important with his figure moving across, in and out of the traditional TV frame. That's what Conan's specialty, I believe. He knew what the TV "frame" was, an inherently

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Kesan Pertama, Bagian Pertama.Hari minggu yang lalu saya pergi ke gereja IFGF yang di Arcadia untuk pertama kalinya. Seperti biasa, selalu timbul rasa malas dengan sejuta alasan kalau ingin berangkat ke gereja, apalagi kalau berada ditempat baru dan untuk pertama kali. Tapi akhirnya saya berangkat juga, dibantu GPS di netbook baru saya – dari ujung kota yang satu ke ujung kota yang lain – dari

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I am in LA right now, in the lowest level, the History Section, of their Central Library. I was quite impressed with the space and the size of the library. Very Classical California, probably the opposite of the Seattle one. Well, that's it for now. I want to share two quotes hanging in my mind right now. One is from Braudel and the other one is from Mr. Moses."Simplicity - not simplicity that

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"From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us." Paul of Tarsus in Acts xvii, 25-26God determine the exact times and places for all us, that's what

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Elizabeth Alexander was hot... I mean her inauguration poem! She made comas sounded so sexy. And Mr. O was just… ohh that guy (sambil mengeleng-gelengkan kepala gue)… he just spat great words like… ehm, searching in mind for a good analogy… ehm.. still searching… like what… like… yeah… like spitting, I guess. Well the day was here. The fossilization of a sliver of history begins. A day that will

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Check out this link to Desree's Life, one my favorite song. Beautiful song, pretty woman, nice video clip. She is like Michelle Obama that can sing... :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PQsOXnZsOTg

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Last week at MoMA I saw some of Giorgio de Chiricho paintings. Many art experts have studied and argued of his painting styles that border between surrealist and abstract arts. I have always liked his works because of their immediate emotional impact created by the exaggerated perspective, intense shadows, and a mood-draping color palette. One that I saw in New York is The Melancholy of Departure

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Today is January 16, 2008. The temperature in the morning when I came to work was around -4 Farenheit (-20 Celcius) It was one of the coldest temperature in a decade here. In cold temperature like this, the air particle is so thin and everything seems so crystal clear. In my morning walk to the office, skiddy and icy, I noticed the color of the sky was cool blue and white, almost colorless. The

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Why learning is a pain? Why is it so painful when you are learning something new? I am trying to figure that out. It is a funny thing. I do but I still don't understand Mr. Confusius! So why then we still learn new things in our life? To grow? Maybe that's the motivation, the pain killer of learning is to imagine the possibilities, the rewards. Agh, I wish there is a better pain killer for

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I am curious about car design recently. Can architects design cars?, ... What if. What if we treat it is an architectural problem and think about car as an ultra compact-portable house, the perfect machine for living. Ehm, isn't that what an RV does? No, not that kind of living. A normal size car. I wonder if we can produce something more critical but also visually interesting. Not just a

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Here is my list of three things to do before June 30, 2009:1. Read the Bible2. Learn French3. Do a couple of ARE examsThis is probably my last blog for the year. It has been an interesting one. See you next year.. I have lots of wishes and hopes to do, I hope you do to. Like St. Paul said, keep running!

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I just saw 21 Grams, a 2003 movie by Alejandro Gonzales Inarritu and Guillermo Arriaga. I was really 5 years late in watching this good movie. Yep, i think between 2000-2005 I almost lost contact with most of the world out there as I was making love with architecture. Sorry for making that kind of analogy. But I came to realize sometimes when you fall in love intensely, you live in the world but

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TF is always good in expressing for us, our collective thoughts and also like he said in one of his books "connecting the dots". But reading his articles and insights I often times found these projective possibilites and original ideas from him that are so interesting. One of these nuggets of thoughts is the part that I highlighted above from his Dec 24th, 2008 op-ed: Time to Reboot America.

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I know somebody will make this kind of movie someday in an elegant way: story of a person torn between two lovers. Might be good, will see.http://www.hulu.com/watch/50068/movie-trailers-two-loversYesterday, I was surprised to receive a packet from Kazan. I anxiously opened it and found inside a book: The Master and Margarita, the Russian modern classic, by Mikhail Bulgakov. I love it. Never heard

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This is a clip from Rob Bell's NOOMA Number 13 : Rich.I think this simple message about contentment, being content with what you have, is the key to solve many unhappiness in our consumer-materialistic society.

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"For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh." - The Book of Genesis, Chapter 2 Verse 24. A few days ago Mike Huckabee was in Comedy Central's Daily Show with Jon Stewart promoting his new book. The Daily Show is one of the very few TV shows (that I watch online) that I watch. After a sets of funny and cordial chattings,

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I am waiting right now to take Jeff to the airport for his trip back to Jakarta. Last time early this year I also sent him and his soon-to-be fiancee to the airport. Of course I didn't know anything back then (and probably so did she) that that dude was going to propose this time. Surely he did. So when they come back from this trip, they will be husband and wife. I can't imagine what he is

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Firing is horrible. It's always creates uneasiness. Some more colleagues got fired last week. I have been rejected several times for jobs, schools, and girls but not yet ejected from any (ehm, maybe the last one). So this is my learning experience, a process of maturity I guess. I don't worry so much about the aftermath, because you can always do something else, but the shock of the moment.

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Last week I said goodbye to Kate, before I left for vacation, in front of the parking lot outside the office. It was a simple but very vivid event in my memory. You know you have had a good friend by the inner-gravity you felt in a farewell moment like this. It was another indescribable feeling I had when departing from a good friend. So I have to examine it this time. We have experienced

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This year we are going to Harrisburg PA for the church retreat. For some reasons, this year, I am more excited than the last one. Retreats remind me of my family travel ritual back home. I remember, every holidays, all six of us packed and thrown into Dad's Toyota Hardtop and drove south into the inner land of Sumatra. It was a bitter-sweet-and-sour, road trip experience. I hated the trip but

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... in Russian

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Jim Wallis reminds us the significance of an event that happened last week in American politics. It was the handshake in the White House between Bush and Obama. Most news agencies brushed over it as a regular 'great' news in the week already filled with 'great' stories in the presidential politics. The public in general, including me, absorbed that event just with an enlarged sense of curiosity

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It's amazing that people still discover pyramids in Egypt today.

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I am glad today I got to learn some Russian from Kate. I have been wanting to know how to say properly the names of the famous Russians that I know. It's cool for to hear the names pronounced as they should be and not anglicized. I still need to practice many times or I will forget... Fyodor Dostoevky, Anton Chekov, Malevich, Dziga Vertov, Andrei Tarkovsky, Aleksandr Sokurov... with lots of

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Will the present become history or the history become a past? In the next few hours, the Americans will (or will not) engrave a new entry into a history of human accomplishments. If so, I will be so lucky to be in the midst of it, observing history in the making. It will be an interesting day at work today.

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We live in a hyper-information age. Everyday, we are showered by today's world with information, news, emails, and many other junk texts. A lot of it is also our own fault actually, we contanstly and hapticly search for every new bits of information coming in, you know, emails, my space, you tube, or blogs (yes like this one, and like the person writing it now). We live in, William Mitchell's

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Check out Hansen's blog here: http://hansent.blogspot.com/ - Halo Hansen, congratulation for the race !!! You did an amazing job, really!!! it's quite an inspiration for me. Sorry, couldn't come to cheer. I totally forgot about this marathon until Fan Ny told me on Sunday.I hope sometime in the near future, you can share this experience with some of us, the preparations and the race: physical,

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There is something interesting about leaving in a place with four seasons like here. It seems like you can remember better and more vividly what was happening or what was going on at the same time in the previous season. The sense of time is even more intense when the season is changing.I was walking out of the office today, saw a very gray sky and a chill temperature. Another woman in red coat

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ehm.. have been thinking about my folks at home, especially my brother. I haven't talked to him for so long. God, please bless him in everything he is doing right now. Amen. I also miss my parents. Ergh, maybe this is because of Angel, she just posted her family photo. The photo reminded me a lot about us 10 years ago, a big family with four kids, two girls and two boys. Their youngest is really

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Tries,Some topics we can discuss in tonight's interview with Prof. Liddle, start with general questions that ordinary people would ask, and maybe if we have time, can dive deeper into more specific issues.1) Why we should vote? What's the significant of our individual voices? Why does it matter "this time"? What's at stake in Indonesia? What is direct election (pemilihan langsung)? Why is it

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Today, i got to tour a construction site of an office building in town done by a friend that is currently working with me. It was a great experience. I can feel his excitement, love, and this strange attachment to this thing called architecture that probably only us can understand. It reminded me again why I am doing what I am doing right now. It is really a silly profession. A passion, a curse,

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So, I have to write my blog right. Ok, what's happening these past weeks. Early morning at am today I sent Wenny to the airport, she was leaving for good. Time past by very fast in moment like this. I still remembered picking her up when she came two years ago. This morning we spent some great time together at the airport’s coffee shop and just had fun browsing her Facebook. Now I think again how

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