For all of the feelings I refuse to deny, and all of the memories I refuse to forget.
Tidak akan pernah bisa kita membandingkan karya seseorang dengan lainnya. Dan memang bukan begitu juga cara kita menghargai sebuah karya.
Sebuah karya butuh waktu dan pemahaman untuk dapat bekerja secara maksimal. Tujuan tiap orang membuat karya berbeda – beda, maka sudah tentu hasil karyanya akan berbeda juga.
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If I have a daughter, I will not read her bedtime stories about princess and the prince charming. I will never put marriage as her ultimate happiness of life. Instead I will tell her stories about traveling around the world. About the fighters and achievers. About life that is beyond the dreams.
I will not buy her dolls and dresses. Instead I will buy her
“One common question that commoners usually asked me was, ‘How can you point one artwork has a soul and the rest not?’
It is simple. The one that has soul will catch your attention in miliseconds, make you hold your breath, and stays in your memory for a long (if not very long) time. The longer it stays means you have a collector item to grab fast.
What usually catch my attention is
They said, “Artists are bunch of delutionals, and they are much worse than those drunks. Drunks only high when they were drunk, but those bunch of artists, they drunk all the time, live in an unparallel reality that sounds so acceptable but is actually out of the norms. They are bunch of cowards who didn’t have the guts to face the harsh, cold, bitter truth of this world, so they created a false world of their own.”
I said, “Can you describe
Knowing when to walk away, is wisdom. Being able to, is courage. Walking away with your head held high, is dignity.
And a woman with wisdom, courage, and dignity, is a storm to the world.
“The time passes us by, and we’ll named it ‘the past’ for the things that linger in our heart.”
That moment, when you know things are going well to you and most of your friends, and you know that they are sincerely happy with their situation, and it feels like the world and the life rotate to the right way, and you feel relief and calm and…present in a lonely way.
That moment, when you find the silence among the crowded cheerful surrounding. Just like when you cover your ears in the water at the pool on Sunday family splash event.
Priceless.
I used to think that life is like circling around. We pass the same route again and again but we are getting better each time. We fall on our first time, we knew where was the hole on our second, we knew where to slow down and jump on our third, we increase our speed on our fourth, and so on.
I thought I’m gonna excell this life one day. That I’ll be able to walk with my eyes closed and it won’t be a circling anymore but maybe some different or new routes. But I guess what my friend said was right. “We will never become expert in life. We are just become more experienced on how to control ourselves.”
It is easy to put so much control in life. To judge life based on the right or the wrong. However, what is right and what is wrong don’t really relate to what we truly feel.
“I’m having a LDR. Long Distance Relationship. Yet it is not the distance, it is the time. She lives in the future, ahead of me. And me? I’ll try to catch up with her, for my whole life.”
I hope love will never be a barrier or a destination to us. Just as how I hope status will never be a limitation or an achievement to us. I hope what others see from us will never be a judgement that we should obey to. And how they value the life, will never be our standard value as well.
I wish we will remain