Beth's posts with tag: yogyakarta
 | Mudik! | Jan 22, '08 9:02 AM
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 When I got hometown days ago, I realized that one of my art photography wasn't hangin on my room's wall again. It's in the floor, facing the wall. Hm..."Who took it off from the wall? " I asked my mom."Your brother visited days ago and it was him put it down," mom replied."Huh. But why?""I don't know. I think same case with your sister's friend months ago.""Eh? What case?"Then mom told me that months ago my sister came with kids and her friend. because my parents don't have room for guest, she let my sis's friend to sleep in my room and my sis sleep in her room with kids. But suddenly, in the middle of the night her friend ran away from my room with pale face and moved to my sis's room right away without any words.The next morning, that friend said that while she was sleeping, she felt like one of my photo with big face as object alive and it made her scare to death.Hm...Then I sms my sis in Jakarta. I know she still in hospital, just had caesar surgery, but I couldn't resit to ask her what happened with her husband when he stayed in my room (when I'm not here, my brother always prefer to sleep in my room cos more sunshines and facing the garden). My sis replied, " When he was in your room, he always felt like someone is watching him. Its your photo. He took it off and alles klar..."Ukh. So its ghostly photograph??? But how come?? OK the photo lil bit scary but when I made that photo I didn't mean to make horror photo. It's photo about gender and woman right (better not explain the concept here cos its gonna be too looong). The model is Vita, my friend and she's bloody alive! No reason for her to ghosting people! lolz...And the effect on that photo, I created it with burning the film and did some extra work in dark room."You also ran away from your room on your last visit. You said you saw dark something..." mom reminded me. "Ah yeah, but its not from my photo! That black thing stood in front of my window, outside. Stood there and fade away. But somehow I can feel that it touch me cos I felt warm on my right arm. But anyway...Its not from my photo1 My photo is innocent!"" Then you can put it on the wall again. You will stay here for months, so it will be only you sleep in your room."Put it again? Hmm...Now I have a doubt. Do I have to put it on the wall again? Then I'll be busy spell a bunch of pray before I sleep. Ukh! I like d photo! I got A in Expression Photography in University because of this photo (in fact the photo is part of series photo. I have 4 photos for this series. The one I put in this blog is not the ghostly photo. But the ghostly photo is similar with this photo. Broken female face with same effect. I don't have the ghostly photo in my comp, thats why I put this photo on). Thats why I print it quite big for exhibition and put it on my room afterward. And now do I have to put it on basement?Ukh...
Saturday 27 May around 2am, I couldn't sleep. Woke up many times and heard one single biggest thunder ever heard in my whole life. I had a feeling already that something is happening in my hometown, Yogyakarta. I thought it was the mountain so I didn't worry. believe Merapi wont harm us.But at 6.15 I got terrible news, its earthquake in Yogya. Not by Merapi but by the sea.My parents!!My parents house is only around 13km from beach line, behind Indonesia Institute of the Arts, my university and the tsunami issue really stressed me out. Tried to call my parents thousand time but no gain. Trued to call all Yogya numbers I know and still no gain.My bf called me at his really early morning and I started to cry. Vonny didn't get any words for me cos I kept crying when she called. Everybody started to spam me with sms and calls but I didn't know how to explain! I need them to help me find out hows my parents! But they couldn't cos they are not in Yogya! Amazingly I could reach Dede and Sinta in Yogya. They are panicking. Everything seemed not good. I gave them my parents number...but still no gain from them as well. Electricity and phone connection are broken.And my dad is sick. He cant walk without help of his square walking stick or wheelchair when he has to travel. Its hard to imagine hows my daddy tried to escape when this 5.9 richter earthquake happened.Finally around 11am, a military brought us a good news. Our house had gone but my parents are ok. Feel relieve but I need to know how 'ok' were my parents. Impossible to get flight, my brother in law, a driver and me went to Yogya by car right away after got the position of my parents.Sunday, 28 May, 3am we arrived Yogya. Passed my university and my head started to spinning. Everybody lay down on the street with whatever light and the main buildings of my university are totally damaged. I really didn't looking forward what I would see the next. Got into my house complex...Sigh...the view is not that different. I started to shiver.And...I wish I can describe hows my feeling when I saw my dad laying down on the street in front of our broken house with sky as rooftop. Its my mom tried to calm me down, not me calm her down. I was so sad...and my beloved mom is so tough :)Then the day started to dawn. The sun started to rise and the candle light started to fade away. Now we can see clearly whats in front of our eyes. I thought its already worst, but when I walked around to the suburb next to my complex...its worse!! I started to cry and ran back to my complex. I cant be a volunteer! I always cry and have no heart to see the fact! Gosh..whats happened to us...God angry to us? Why? or God just wanna say hi?Saw bad bad condition around me, I should say thx God and feel bless that my parents are okay without any harm. When the earthquake happened my mom hugged my dad, cover him from any material from the top. My dad couldn't run and my mom didn't want to leave him. Ceiling, rooftops, painting, wall, everything fall drop to my mom and she didn't feel a thing. The floor jumped around and water pop up from the ground but she didn't feel a thing. And alhamdulillah they are ok  Before sunset we left Yogya, back again to Jakarta. Overnight in Boyolali for a day cos everybody tired. Here my mom started to feel pain. Her body bruised but its not that bad. Its a miracle :)Tuesday, 30 May, 1am we arrived Jakarta safely. My parents getting cheer up and the only thing that made my mom worry is only: where we gonna make celebration for your engagement dear Ita? (my family call me Ita). We don't have house anymore...My engagement supposed to be on 24 June and parents already done with all preparation for my boyfriend visit. Mom is so sad when everything didn't happen as the expectation.I laughed for this question. She's too much worry about such little thing for that :) I think my bf doesn't mind to put me a ring under the tree :)So everything ok with my family. They stay with my sister right now. With grand kids there I'm sure the healing process wont take long time :)But still lots people stuck in Yogya. They don't have place to go. I will go back there today. Me and some friends from Indonesia Institute of the Arts try to collect donations and give our best help for people around the university, sewon Bantul.And for the last I would like to thank for all pray, support and attention that friends give me. John who never stop calling me to make sure that everything okay, mama Kimberly, Jan Andre, Selina, all friends in Destin and Prestige...hey guys :)) , friends who suddenly show up after didn't have contact for years...(I hate to admit it, but sometimes it natural disaster can gather us) , everybody who really back me up in the most difficult of time...I love you guys...this buildings no longer there :(
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