17th May2013

Never Too Much of Mucha (and Manga)

by bunga

(an image-heavy post)

I went to Prague a few weeks ago and I had some serious dose of art nouveau fix. To be exact (and dramatic), I felt like almost died, overdosed.

Alphonse Mucha is art nouveau and art nouveau is Mucha, no matter how he actually refused both the term itself and being associated with it. And in Prague, where he settled in his later years till his death, Mucha left plenty traces.

My first sight of Mucha being mentioned in Prague was posters in many places, announcing the exhibition of his posters as collected by the tennis athlete Ivan Lendl. Then when I entered St. Vitas cathedral, I saw his beautiful stained glass in the north nave. I stood for a while, absorbing the beauty and trying to take pictures from the non-paying area — the view will be better from the paying area, of course, but since I tried to save money, here’s all I’ve got:

Installed in 1931, the window portrays the boy St. Wenceslas with his grandmother St. Ludmila in the centre, surrounded by episodes from the lives of Saints Cyril and Methodius who spread Christianity among the Slavs. The image of Slavia, symbol of the Slavs, appears below Christ, and as an emblem of Slavia Bank who sponsored the window.

In the same day I went to Obecní Dum, the Municipal House, where Mucha painted the murals. I hesitated for a while, contemplating whether I should take the guided tour to see the murals and/or the Lendl’s posters exhibition. Since I already had plan to return to Prague in the near future, I decided to postpone it to the next visit (and again, to save money hahaha).

I visited the Mucha Museum instead in the next day. The museum is small but packed with treasures which made me occupied for a couple of hours. Taking pictures was prohibited and it irritated me, but then a (half) Indonesian girl I later met in the hostel told me that such restriction might be good. “If we’re allowed to take photos, we’ll be so busy clicking our cameras. The prohibition makes us take our time to really appreciate the artworks, to record the details of the works in our mind,” she said. Wise girl. I think she’s right.

Anyway, one of the most important collections are the Gismonda poster and its proofs. It was the breakthrough for Mucha — he made the poster for the actress Sarah Bernhardt. in December 1894. According to scholar Ian Johnston, “around Christmas Mucha happened to drop into a print shop where there was a sudden demand for a new poster to advertise a play starring Sarah Bernhardt, the most famous actress in Paris. Mucha volunteered to produce a poster within two weeks, and on January 1, 1895, the advertisement for Gismonda appeared on the streets of the city. It was an overnight sensation and announced that this hitherto largely unknown artist from a remote part of the world had delivered a new artistic style to the citizens of Paris.” Bernhardt liked the poster so much that she contracted Mucha for the next six years.

(Picture of Gismonda poster is from http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m96paw0Oce1rdu2suo1_1280.jpg )

Among the pretty pictures, some of my favourites are:

The Arts: Poetry (1898)
Poetry is personified by a female figure gazing at the moonlit countryside in contemplation. She is framed by a laurel branch, the attribute of divination and poetry.


(Picture from http://www.leninimports.com/alphonse_mucha_poetry_canvas_print.jpg )

Princess Hyacinth (1911)
A poster for ballet-pantomime Princess Hyacinth which premiered in 1911 at the National Theatre, Prague. It features the portrait of the popular actress Andula Sedláčková, who starred in the title role. In the play, a village blacksmith dreams that his daughter becomes the Princess Hyacinth and that she is abducted by a sorcerer. Mucha makes reference to the plot by incorporating hearts, the blacksmith’s tools, a crown and instruments of sorcery. A hyacinth motif is used throughout the decorative details.


Picture from http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5iiodNwhz1qbqhg2o1_500.jpg

The museum also showcased Mucha’s lesser-known works, such as paintings. Woman in the Wilderness (1923) was one which caught my attention. Also known as Star and Siberia, this painting could be seen to express Mucha’s love for Russia and her people. When he was young, Mucha was strongly influenced by Pan-Slavism and regarded Tsarist Russia as an epitom of Slavic values. This painting may have been Mucha’s response to the terrible sufferings endured by the Russian people after the Bolshevik Revolution, which culminated in the Great Famine of 1921. A Russian peasant woman, symbolising the suffering of the nation, sits quietly with a gesture of acceptance of her inevitable fate. The star shining above her indicates hope and spiritual salvation. Sad but poetic.

At the end of my visit, I almost bought a pair of postcards, priced at around 25 koruna (approximately 1 euro) each, but then found out that the store had a discount for the A-3 sized calendar. As it was already April, the calendar price was lowered to 90 koruna (3.5 euro). With 12 pages of months which can be very pretty posters, it turned to be much cheaper than the postcards hahaha.

Outside the museum, the fangirl happily took pictures with Primrose and Feather. Somehow Feather reminds me a lot of Ros, the character in Game of Thrones series.

So. What’s the connection of art nouveau with manga? While reading art nouveau wikipedia entry, I saw the name Naoko Takeuchi and her Sailor Moon being mentioned. I tried to remember her illustration — the manga is one of my favourites of all time, and for sure it’s much better than the anime — and yes, she did put some art nouveau touches, such as in these pictures:


From http://katcanpaint.files.wordpress.com/2011/02/pssm.jpg


From http://mangastyle.net/book2/2-05.jpg

I also vividly remember that CLAMP also like to make illustrations with art nouveau influence, such as the ones which feature the Magic Knight Rayearth:


From http://gallery.minitokyo.net/view/237776


From http://files.myopera.com/TuTruc_Shin/albums/400921/Umi%20Ryuzaki_1.jpg

And I realised that perhaps my affinity for art nouveau roots in those fond childhood memories.

05th May2013

Easter Eggs

by bunga

It’s Easter — again. Today’s the Easter for Orthodox Christians, and as I have one of them as a lovely flatmate, I get my share of egg-ly fun.

Last night, Iva, happy to get colourful dyes from Sofia (last year she could only get “bio” dyes in The Hague, which could give no colour to the eggs), prepared five bowls of water, vinegar, and dyes. Seven boiled eggs were ready to be dyed. Rubber bands, lilac, leaves, and candles served to be decoration tools, along with bundles of cotton and tissues.

The crafty Ashley chose to deal with uncooked egg — she put two tiny holes at the ends of the egg, did some tricks with needle and paper clip, then blew out the content of the egg. Hardcore.

Ashley’s egg had the honour to be the first one dyed. And according to Bulgarian tradition, it must be dyed red. The rest of the eggs ended up being multi-coloured, with different motifs on the shells. My first one was a weird orange with blue streak, the second is better and looks like a red dinosaur egg due to the dots made with candle, while the third is blue-red-purple criscrossed with rubber band marks. Ashley’s egg-with-a-face is the winning design, though.

After midnight we got to eat the sweet bread Kozunak, then of course we did the famous egg fight. It was really fun and I’m lucky to have experienced it, thanks to Iva :D

Velikden* to those who celebrate Easter today!

(*Happy Easter in Bulgarian)

24th Apr2013

Szecesszió Budapest: Török Bankház

by bunga

Another szecesszió (art nouveau) gem of Budapest is the Török Bankház, the Turkish Bank. The building, designed by architects Armin Hegedűs and Henrik Böhm, was built in 1906 and located in Szervita Tér, near the touristy shopping street Vaci utca. Originally, the building was topped by a huge crystal globe on the roof but that was removed before the war. The building was heavily damaged during World War II but it was restored in 2008.

In a glance, it’s not a special building.. until you look up. There’s a beautiful mosaic made by Miksa Roth, the Hungarian “genius of stained glass”.

Titled Glory to Hungary, the mosaic depicts the image of the glory of Hungary with the Patronae Hungariae, or patron of Hungary, Virgin Mary at the centre. Angels, shepherds, and Hungarian heroes such as István Széchenyi, Lajos Kossuth, and Ferenc Rákóczi pay homage to her. I have no idea which face is Széchenyi’s, Kossuth’s, or Rákóczi’s — my googling ability is apparently not advanced enough.

Details of the mosaic:

And one of the two sad Medusa heads:

I really hope the mosaic will survive and be preserved. It’s really dazzling. On the sideline, the building is not a Turkish bank any longer. But I forgot to pay attention to whatever store that is now on the ground floor…

This is part of the Szecesszió Budapest series.

19th Apr2013

Szecesszió Budapest: Ödön Lechner

by bunga

I can never get enough of art nouveau, jugendstil, modernisme, sezessionstil.. or szecesszió, the Hungarians say. I’m definitely not an artist, nor an art expert neither an architect, so don’t expect me to know or explain much about it. I simply appreciate its beautiful organic curves, the interlocked flora and fauna, as well as the fine women commonly featured in the works. So yeah, no art deco for me, please :)

Right when the 19th century was turning into 20th century, Budapest was expanding rapidly due to the economic boom. It was the exact moment when art nouveau movement was gaining momentum in Europe, so it made perfect sense that buildings with szecesszió styles found their way to Budapest. According to an architectural tour guide, Julius Palacinka, most art nouveau buildings are in the districts 5, 6, 7, 8 and 13 of Pest, and the area around the Bartok Bela útca in Buda. (Buda, west of the Danube river, and Pest, east of the river, were two separate cities — which along with Obuda — were united into a city named Budapest in 1873.)

Unfortunately, not all of szecesszió gems are well-preserved. Rebecca Tinsley in Huffington Post argues it is due to a mix of dire financial condition of the communist years, a label of bourgeois decadence, and anti-Semitic subtext (later she praises the corporations which successfully restored art nouveau buildings…).

Anyway. Google art nouveau Budapest and the name Ödön Lechner will pop up for sure. As one of the pioneers of szecesszió in Hungary, he is considered on par with Gaudi, and some even label him the “Hungarian Gaudi”. By some, it means more than just Wikipedia, ok.

He mixed Magyar folk motifs, like the colourful kalocsa flowers, with oriental ones, since the Magyars were supposedly a tribe coming from the east. That is why the design for Postatakarékpénztár, or the Postal Savings Bank, built in 1899-1902, incorporates golden waves which remind me of Chinese motifs.

If you look closely, the spikes of the roof are bees’ nests, and there are little bees going upward to those nests. Moral of the story: work hard and save like the bees, and you’ll get the sweet honey as the reward.

Another striking feature of Lechner is the use of Zsolnay ceramics as roof tiles and decorations. The eosin and pyrogranite processes give the ceramics beautiful colours and durability, but it also means the price tag was hefty. The tour guide who took CEU students around in the beginning of my stay in Budapest said the government never again approved any state projects using Zsolnay tiles.

Perhaps it was because three years earlier, in 1896, Lechner and Gyula Partos had already finished Magyar Iparművészeti Múzeum, Museum of Applied Arts, which also used plenty of Zsolnay tiles and government cash :) This is how the building looks like from outside:

Yeah that’s the model of the museum, as exhibited inside the museum. It was under renovation so I couldn’t take proper pictures from outside :/ If the Bank was with Chinese strokes, this one took Moorish/Indian motifs.

It’s really a fiesta of colours on the exterior. But inside, in contrast, it was all sobering white. With a bright glass-covered inner courtyard. A bit of colours can only be seen if you look up: a stained-glass dome covered the lobby.

There are many other works of Lechner in Budapest and other parts of (ex) Austro-Hungarian empire. And yes there are many other art nouveau gems I’ve managed to capture in pictures. I’ll sort out and post them somewhat later, when my mood and/or procrastinating habit permit :D

27th Mar2013

From Russia With Love

by bunga

A few days ago a surprise postcard arrived. Sent from Yekaterinburg, the date stamped is March 15th 2013.

“I thought it’d arrive before or right on the 23rd,” said Yoga through Skype yesterday.

Well, apparently a combination of Russian and Hungarian post services do not work that fast. Nevertheless, it definitely is a very good mood-booster, especially a midst the pile of term papers and the stubborn snow in spring this winter (or perhaps the snow was an attachment of his postcard, straight from the Ural mountains?).

One uncommon feature of his postcard is that it’s written in English. We’re both Indonesians and love to communicate in Bahasa Indonesia for sure more than other languages (by other, it only means English and a bit of Javanese hahaha, I can’t speak Russian and he can’t speak Sundanese anyway).

“You want people to read your message, don’t you?” I asked.
“Yes,” he said, grinning.

So let me show the world what you wrote there, Sayang.

The painting reproduced in the postcard, by the way, is made by Piotr Frolov.

23rd Mar2013

48 Purnama

by bunga

Empat puluh delapan purnama. Enam negara. Dua benua. Dua hati kita… satu cinta.

Empat tahun! Iya, hari ini tepat empat tahun saya dan Yoga berbagi cinta. Empat tahun bahagia berseling mengatasi cobaan di tengah rentangan jarak. Boleh bangga sedikit ya? Hehe, soalnya ini rekor yang tekadnya sih bakal dipertahankan :) Sebelumnya nggak pernah kuat pacaran selama ini dan sejauh ini.

Oktober tahun lalu, saya iseng ikutan nulis pengalaman ber-Long Distance Relationship (LDR) dengan para pejuang LDR lainnya. Terima kasih untuk @pacaranLDR, antologi cerita ini sudah diterbitkan dalam bentuk buku berjudul Kilometer yang penuh nuansa pahit-manis-sedih-senang-galau-bahagia seperti halnya hubungan ajaib bertajuk LDR. Tulisan yang saya persembahkan untuk Yoga (#eaaaaaa) ini bisa kamu baca kutipannya di sini (untuk yang sudah bosan baca/dengar cerita ini, nggak usah baca lagi nggak apa-apa hahaha):

Master(s) of LDR

Long Distance Relationship, mau dilakoni berapa tahun pun, tetap saja rasanya lebih pantas dijuluki sebagai Long Distance Relationshit. Karena dalam hubungan bak sambungan telepon jarak jauh itu, porsi merana nan sengsara relatif lebih banyak ketimbang hura-hura romansa. Bahwa saya dan Yoga bisa bertahan, mungkin karena di dalamnya kami tumbuh dewasa bersama.

Drama LDR kami dimulai pada satu hari di bulan puasa tahun 2010. Yoga bilang dia mendapat beasiswa S-2 Hubungan Internasional di… Yekaterinburg, Rusia. Untuk tiga tahun lamanya. Oh tentu petir langsung heboh sambar-menyambar dalam benak saya. Tiga tahun di kota yang lebih dari 8.000 kilometer jauhnya dari Jakarta?

Saat itu kami yang sama-sama berprofesi sebagai kuli berita baru pacaran setahun lebih sekian bulan. Pikiran saya langsung melayang ke dua LDR sebelumnya yang gagal total – satu ketika masih kuliah di Yogyakarta, sedangkan si (bekas) pacar bekerja di Bandung; berikutnya kala saya mulai bekerja di Jakarta, sedangkan si mantan pacar kuliah di Yogya. Padahal kedua LDR itu di negara yang sama, pulau yang sama pula, nah ini… beda negara, beda benua, bena zona waktu, beda segala-galanya.

Jadi orang yang ditinggal dalam LDR itu sakitnya berlipat ganda. Karena kita seharusnya senang si pacar mendapat kesempatan emas di belahan dunia yang lain, tapi yang ada justru rasa sedih tak terkira. Saya menyalahkan kapten kapal Greenpeace yang ditemuinya saat liputan, kontak pertamanya dengan orang Rusia yang membuatnya mengambil kursus bahasa Rusia di Jakarta. Saya menyalahkan kantor yang mengirimnya untuk liputan itu. Saya menyalahkan dunia yang berkonspirasi melawan kebahagiaan saya. *lebay tapi nyata*

Yang bikin nyesek juga, rasanya saya kalah set. Sudah lama saya ingin sekolah lagi, tapi keburu asyik dengan pekerjaan sebagai kuli di pabrik berita.

“Lalu kita… bagaimana?” saya bertanya, mencoba menahan bah yang seenaknya menari-nari di pelupuk mata.

“Mau dibawa ke mana.. hubungan kiiiiitaaaa,” dia mencoba melucu dengan menyanyikan lagu Armada yang waktu itu lagi beken bukan kepalang, menghantui tiap siaran radio, perempatan, juga mal dan pasar se-nusantara.

Saya tetap manyun. Air mata merembes turun.

Selang beberapa bulan, dia lepas landas dari bandara Soekarno Hatta. Setelah dia pergi, saya berpisah jalan dengan keluarganya yang juga ikut mengantar. Saya menghabiskan tak kurang dari setengah jam menangis terguguk di parkiran, sebelum melaju kembali ke kota.

Hari-hari berikutnya terasa bagai neraka bagi ratu drama macam saya. Setiap sudut kota mengingatkan saya akan Yoga, akan ketiadaannya di Jakarta.Beberapa teman kerap menggoda pula, di Rusia banyak gadis cantik, dan suhu dingin pasti membuat para lelaki mencari kehangatan. Fakta yang tentu sudah saya ketahui, dan bikin hati makin cemas tak karuan.

…….

Lanjutannya, beserta belasan cerita lain tentang LDR, bisa kamu baca di Kilometer. Iya, ini memang ajang promosi tanpa malu-malu :D

19th Mar2013

20-something Years Ago

by bunga

‘Twas started with eating macaroons from the dangerous Sugar! in the middle of term papers rush/procrastinating session in CEU, and conversation drifted to snacks eaten during our childhood times. Good memories, sweet and savoury ones :) Here are some I’ve got some.. er… 20-something years ago in Indonesia.

Nyam-nyam, the chocolate-flavoured cream (it’s absolutely not real chocolate) eaten with small bread sticks. Yum. Later the producer shifted to tiny colourful rice balls, which apparently sells more than the old-fashioned ones:

A cheaper version is the chocolatey-and other flavours-cream without anything to accompany the liquidy fake chocolate:

But everyone’s favourite back home is I guess Choki-choki, another chocolatey cream in plastic tubes. Cut a corner and suck in!

However condensed milk, which contains, well, almost no real milk nutrition at all, is always a delicious temptation. Especially the chocolate-flavoured one. It’s yummy with crushed ice, with avocado juice, but also as a standalone (as in, take it from the fridge and sip when mom was not watching). The most famous one in Indonesia was a Dutch brand (ah, colonial legacy!), Frisian Flag, although other brands were (and are) available as well.

As for bubblegum, nothing could beat Yosan. It comes with water-transferred-tattoos we loved to collect.

For the savoury ones, my favourite was the dry noodle. Yeah. Dry as in not cooked. It was supposed to be eaten that way. Anak mas (literally: golden kid) was the best: crunch it, open the package, pour the MSG-filled spice, close it the package, shake it til your hands tired, then eat it. Yum. MSGs. Krip-krip came into really small packages and you wouldn’t have to do nothing but open the tiny plastic and pour it straight into your mouth. Careful, you might choke yourself.

Ok, two more MSG-filled snack. Chiki balls come in three different flavours: chicken, cheese, and chocolate. I just realised it’s all started with ch-. Hm. The cheese flavour balls are somehow coloured with the kind of orange substance which stays on your fingers when you eat it. Then you lick the orange-ish thing. Delicious. Meanwhile, Taro come in two flavours: seaweed and barbeque. Seaweed’s better.

Aaaaaah. Lovely childhood memories. What’s your favourite snack? :D

Pictures are from:
Chiki http://m.lockerz.com/s/214385534
Taro http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mo07c7zNNi0/TJnA6BNwl6I/AAAAAAAAAT4/joo6KmPk92U/s320/taro.jpg
Anak mas, choki-choki, krip-krip http://monster-bego.blogspot.hu/2012/08/snack-jadul-tahun-90-an.html
Nyam-nyam http://aztaralightinlife.tumblr.com/
Frisian Flag http://www.waytodeal.com/detail/product/4534/buy/Frisian-Flag-Susu-Kental-Manis-Keluarga
Cokelat choyo, yosan http://www.kaskus.co.id/thread/000000000000000016120224/snack-jadul-langka-murah-dan-berkualitas-disukai-semua-kalangan-bos/1

14th Mar2013

There’s Something About Brazil

by bunga

There really is something about Brazil, which just somehow connects me with the samba country.

I remember growing up with myriads of different kind of music across the globe, as my dad loves to put tracks from hundreds and thousands kilometers away in our cassette deck — later, CD player. But the ones that I love the most are songs from Sergio Mendes’ Brasileiro. I played the cassette over and over again until it sounded weirdly distorted. Well after all who can forget Magalenha and all the fabulous tracks in the album?

When I was in my junior year in college, I dated a guy who was so into capoeira — not only he did it good (as in, oh so sexy!), he also taught capoeira and played the accompanying music with the berimbau and caxixi (he made it himself).

Years later, in the first Global Youth Against Corruption Forum in Brussels, Belgium, I met my first Brazilian friend, Marcelo Soares. The amazing journalist/database builder/comics translator+freak/Deep Purple fanatic becomes one of my best friends ever.

With Marcelo in Brussels, 2010

Little did I know, just a couple of years after that… I would really go to Brazil for the third GYAC Forum (and the 15th IACC). Meaning a chance to finally visit Brazil, to have reunion with Marcelo, to reunite with other GYACers, to meet new friends, and to have endless amazing stories to share. It was a blessing to have the chance to visit Sao Paulo and Brasilia.

Sao Paulo, Brasilia, GYAC, IACC, reunion, old friends, new friends, endless stories

This week I chose a Brazil-related topic for a school project. Just because it has Brazil in there.. :D

I will go back to Brazil, one day, for sure. Até breve!

10th Mar2013

Melankoli Tenggat

by bunga

Tiap kali menjelang tenggat, rasanya kadar melankoli alias kegalauan dalam darah meningkat. Mungkin sekadar pelarian. Seperti jam tidur dan melongo di situs jejaring sosial yang juga bertambah seiring makin dekatnya garis mati sialan.

Dan kamu tahu, mengetikkan “need of love” di kotak stereomood ternyata memperparah melankoli ini. Berjam-jam ditemani sederet lagu bernada menyayat hati. Memperheboh sepi.

Lalu ingin berlari ke hangat pelukmu. Lelap mendengar detak jantungmu. Atau pelukan siapa saja. Hanya, tak ada siapapun di sini.

Dan tenggat begitu teguh menanti.

Gambar disalin dari http://favim.com/image/35663/

08th Mar2013

Dearest Ibu…

by bunga

Now is already March 9th there. So let me send birthday wishes for you from afar: a colourful life ever filled with joy and laughter. Bear hugs and kisses from your best daughter! (I know you know I know we know you only have one daughter anyway hahaha)

Sorry I can’t be there (again), but next year I will be back. I hope you’ll like the lil gift I’ve sent you. I love you!

07th Mar2013

Paket Kejutan

by bunga

Sibeye mampir ke Budapest demi mengantarkan paket buat saya. Kira-kira begitu. Hehe. Tepatnya, dia melawat ke Budapest, dan kawan Mustain dari Media Indonesia yang ikut dalam rombongan mengantarkan titipan dari Pani, Camelia, Debo, dan Yasmin. Empat dara (halah) itu adalah sobat rekan jurnalis yang dulu sama-sama liputan di kelurahan Istana Wakil Presiden dan Istana bosnya Wakil Presiden.

Seminggu sebelum Mustain tiba, mereka bilang ada titipan. Saya kira sih camilan atau apalah yang enteng-enteng. Ternyata saudara-saudara, isinya adalaaaaaah…. rendang (dua macam, daging sapi dan paru), gudeg, permen jahe, nasi liwet instan (baru tahu ada), dan abon sapi! Serius ini mah paket penuh cinta hahaha. Sepaket cinta Indonesia berbentuk makanan!

Paket cinta <3

Terima kasih banyak kawan-kawan! *kirim kecup basah dan peluk sesek*
Ada kiriman balasan dari Budapest, semoga suka dan bisa sedikit bikin bahagia :)

Oh dan tentu, terima kasih banyak pula buat Mustain dan istrinda tercinta, Arientha.

26th Feb2013

Hippo Postcard

by bunga

Hullo, Hippo!

The cutest postcard I’ve ever received landed on my mailbox last week. It features a hippopotamus on a bike! And the hippo wears a green polkadot scarf, lil pink hat, and a bird on top of it! And there are three small robots on the other side!

No kidding.

It is a postcard made by — yes, made by and not only bought/sent by — the talented Dian, a freelance illustrator who somehow read my blog and asked me to send a postcard for her. I did. And look what I’ve received in return! Sorry for the many exclamation marks, I’m just so excited to see the postcard.

I also love the stamps, which show off the rich textile heritage of Indonesia: batik, ulos, and tenun tampan (also known as tapis). The total value of the stamps, Rp 10,000, sounds very expensive, but it actually translates into less than an euro. Yeah we’ve got too many zeroes in rupiah.

Anyway, to enjoy more of Dian’s illustration, go to her blog: gambarnyaaldriana.blogspot.com. Enjoy!

23rd Feb2013

Brasilia, Kota Taat Rencana

by bunga

Nyaris empat bulan sudah berlalu dan saya baru menyempatkan diri menulis tentang kota ajaib bernama Brasilia. Seperti biasa: lebih baik terlambat daripada tidak pernah! Hahaha. *alesyan*

Brasilia adalah ibu kota Brasil. Kedengarannya nggak kreatif ya? Semacam kalau Indonesia bikin kota bernama Indonesiana. Tapi dipikir-pikir Meksiko juga ibu kotanya dikasih nama Kota Meksiko, jadi ya ketidakkreatifan (ini bentukan kata ngaco yang tidak layak dicontoh) tersebut bolehlah kita maafkan.

Rencana Costa untuk kota Brasilia. Disalin dari http://jaderresende.blogspot.ru/2012/05/brasilia-df.html

Brasilia bukan kota biasa yang tumbuh alamiah. Kota yang masuk daftar UNESCO World Heritage ini bahkan nggak eksis sebelum abad ke-20, meski pembentukan ibu kota baru untuk menggantikan Rio de Janeiro dimandatkan dalam konstitusi Brasil tahun 1891. Brasilia ialah kota yang direncanakan pemerintah Brasil untuk menunjukkan kedigdayaannya, sekaligus mengisi bagian negara yang waktu itu relatif kosong tanpa penghuni. Proyek mercu suar Presiden Justino Kubitschek ini memancing debat lumayan panas — kalau kamu coba tanya Mbah Gugel, akan ada yang bilang Brasilia bukan cuma jelek tapi gagal, namun orang lain bilang kota itu bukan cuma monumental untuk arsitektur modern tapi juga sukses.

Sejarah bilang Brasilia direncanakan dan dikembangkan sejak 1956 oleh tiga tokoh: Lúcio Costa sebagai perencana utama, Oscar Niemeyer jadi arsiteknya, dan Roberto Burle Marx didapuk menjadi perancang lansekap kota. 22 April 1960, Brasilia diresmikan sebagai ibu kota baru Brasil.

Costa merancang kota berbentuk burung dengan sayap terentang, yang sekilas juga seperti pesawat terbang. Maksudnya sih pengen lepas landas kali ya. Di sekelilingnya ada danau buatan, Paranoa, yang memasok air untuk Brasilia. Kota dibagi dalam sektor yang dinamai sesuai fungsinya: sektor hotel, sektor bank, sektor kedutaan, sektor kebudayaan. Jalan-jalan lebar dengan jumlah lampu merah yang minim dirancang untuk mencegah macet. Brasilia ramah mobil, tapi sayangnya, nggak ramah pada pejalan kaki, jadi ke mana-mana harus naik bis atau taksi.

Kompleks Parlemen

Kompleks Parlemen

Bulevar lebar bernama Eixo Monumental alias poros monumental membelah kota jadi dua. Di ujungnya ada Praça dos Três Poderes atawa alun-alun tiga kekuatan yang terdiri dari kompleks gedung parlemen, istana presiden, dan mahkamah agung. Sayangnya akibat jadwal yang lumayan padat, saya nggak sempat ke sana. Masih untung bisa mengambil foto parlemen dari puncak menara televisi — cuma sekoprolan dari Ulysses Guimarães Convention Center, tempat 15th International Anti-Corruption Conference yang saya ikuti berlangsung. Untung juga menara televisi itu nggak menarik bayaran untuk pengunjung yang ingin naik ke puncak — saya yang kere ini sudah ketar-ketir karena harga rupa-rupa barang dan jasa di seantero Brasil bisa dibilang lebih mahal ketimbang harga di Eropa Barat.

Tapi tentunya saya nggak mungkin melewatkan mampir ke katedral di tengah kota, pas di tengah poros monumental. Catedral Metropolitana Nossa Senhora Aparecida karya maestro arsitek Niemeyer (yang ternyata ateis) ini baru komplit dibangun pada 31 Mei 1970. Struktur hiperboloid (makanan apa ini? klik pranala ini untuk cari tahu di Wikipedia) katedral ditunjang oleh 16 kolom beton, serta dihiasi kaca patri putih, hijau, dan biru.

Katedral

Katedral dan Empat Penginjil

Bersama Retha, saya bertaksi ria dari gedung konferensi ke katedral. Turun taksi, kami disambut patung empat penginjil dan juga segelintir pedagang asongan. Katedral sedang direnovasi, jadi penampakannya rada berantakan. Masuk ke halaman, ada bangunan oval seperti UFO yang bikin kami bertanya-tanya apakah itu gerangan. Lalu masuklah kami ke gereja melalui terowongan gelap. Di ujungnya ada ruang baptis, yang ternyata berada di bawah struktur oval misterius itu.

Interior Katedral

Interior Katedral

Tak jauh dari sana adalah ruang utama gereja yang bermandi cahaya. Cantik sekali meski bersahaja. Saya mendongak dan tiga patung malaikat jumbo tergantung di tengah katedral, seolah melayang dari surga menyapa manusia. Opa Niemeyer ini bisa saja membuat pengunjung terharu, bahkan yang bukan Katolik seperti saya. Mungkin ini juga efek bosan melihat katedral gotik abu-abu yang meski cantik, tapi terlalu banyak saya lihat di Eropa. Bagaimanapun, saya rasa katedral ini sukses jadi antidot fitur serbakaku Brasilia.

Kantor Kementerian

Kantor Kementerian

Usai menjelajah dan memotret katedral, saya dan Retha keluar. Di dekat bulevar, berjejer gedung-gedung kementerian yang bentuknya seragam. Dalam hati saya bertanya-tanya berapa kali saya bakal nyasar kalau bekerja di sana, hahaha.

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Museu Nacional

Kami menyeberang ke Museu Nacional da República, gedung berbentuk separuh bola — ini sepertinya salah satu bentuk favorit Niemeyer, karena konsep serupa dipakai untuk gedung parlemen. Menurut saya sih judulnya lebih cocok galeri nasional daripada museum nasional, karena di dalamnya adalah pameran seni kontemporer. Sayangnya nggak ada keterangan dalam bahasa Inggris, jadi kami cuma bisa mengira-ngira saja…

Demo

Protes Warga Guarani-Kaiowa

Di depannya sedang ada demonstrasi masyarakat Guarani-Kaiowa, yang memprotes rencana pemerintah menggusur mereka. Saya dan Retha bak turis sejati memotret mereka. Eh, malah mereka yang kemudian minta dipotret bersama kami. :D

Sepekan di Brasilia, ia tetap terasa sebagai kota yang aneh, tapi mungkin itu karena saya terlalu terbiasa hidup di kota tanpa rencana, Jakarta. Foto-foto lainnya di Brasilia bisa dilihat di album ini:

10th Feb2013

Untuk Yoga

by bunga

ini bukan doa tentang seember permata
pun berharap pamor ternama

sekadar bertekad merawat asa
untuk menikmati waktu bahagia
sembari menjadi dewasa bersama

di belantara debu Jakarta,
saat berkereta angin di Belanda,
di tengah salju Rusia,
pada gemerlap lampu Hungaria,
di belahan manapun dunia

karena apalah arti sejahtera tanpa bahagia?
(mungkin seperti Bunga tanpa Yoga : )

selamat ulang tahun, Titiyoga
dengan segenap cinta
dan berjuta peluk mesra

08th Feb2013

How to Get Rid of Your Fear

by bunga

As told by a six year old.

The amazing short video was shared by a friend. And I’m sharing it now to you! :)

Great potential for the film makers, no?

03rd Feb2013

Not The Raid, But A Rajtautes

by bunga

Iko Uwais is talking in Hungarian! At least in The Raid which is renamed as A Rajtautes, in the language of Magyar people.

For those who haven’t heard, The Raid is a 2011 action movie with lots of pencak silat (= Indonesian martial art), blood, and broken bones involved. Not for the faint hearted but really, the fight scenes choreography and the special effects are excellent. Premiered in Toronto International Film Festival, selected for Sundance Film Festival as well as Busan International Film Festival, it has been released in many countries, including United States, Canada, United Kingdom, The Netherlands, France, Germany, Russia, Australia, and now, Hungary.

Is it an Indonesian movie? Well.. it is set in Indonesia, played by Indonesian actors, filled with Indonesian martial arts, but directed by the Welsh Gareth Evans and co-produced by Los Angeles-based XYZ Films. The Raid is a product of the globalised world we’re living, where borderlines become more blurry every day.

Anyway, the movie is finally released in Hungary last week, and I went to the premiere in Arena mall for the sake of curiousity. I’ve watched it last year in The Hague. In The Netherlands most movies are subtitled, except kids’ films. On the contrary, in Hungary, most films are dubbed with some exceptions of Hollywood flicks. The Indonesian embassy organised the premiere and apparently a little too many cultural shows (half hour of them) and the ambassador’s speech commenced before the film screening.

The Raid premiere in Hungary

Well the screening was free for us Indonesians, so I can’t really complain:D In 101 minutes of The Raid, it was indeed sounds weird to hear Indonesian faces talk in Hungarian. But I still enjoyed the fighting scenes, and Linkin Park’s Mike Shinoda’s scoring is still great. If only it’s not dubbed, I’ll definitely recommend it to my non-Hungarian speaking classmates here. But alas…

To end this blogpost, here’s the official trailer in English:

31st Jan2013

Kabar dari Rumah

by bunga

Kartu Pos dari Rumah

Dua kartu pos datang dari rumah tercinta di Yogyakarta. Satu berasal dari Washington, D.C., dibeli dan ditulisi pas Ayah “ngamen” ke negeri Abang Sam, tapi entah kenapa dikirimnya dari Jogja. Yang satunya dari Ibu, bergambar gedung kantor pos dan Bank Indonesia.

Dari kata-kata yang tertera, terasa betapa mereka rindu sama anak semata wayangnya. Kadang saya suka terpikir, apa nanti begitu juga ya kalau satu saat saya juga punya anak…. :)

Ah, jadi rindu rumah!

28th Jan2013

Pretty Postcards

by bunga

Update from postcard department! Not so recently (read: long long time ago) I received postcards from a fellow Mundusian, Sandya Rani, and a best friend from Jakarta, Vennie.

Mulhouse-Bologna-Budapest

I first met Sandy in Jakarta, in an Erasmus Mundus pre-departure briefing, then later in a trip to Keukenhof and Amsterdam last spring (when I found out she’s a friend of Hakiim, a journalist friend; and also junior high school classmate of Aziz, a friend from my senior high school years; I know I know THE WORLD IS SHRINKING TOO FAST! HELP!). Anyway, the postcard is originally from Mulhouse, where she spent the first half of her Mundus program, but sent from Bologna, where she is now. Mille grazie, bella!

Jakarta-Budapest

The second postcard is from dearest Vennie, friend in good times and bad times, whose fast talk I kinda miss nowadays. The picture depicts Indonesian puppets, wayang golek, a crossover of Chinese-style puppets and Indian epic stories such as Ramayana and Mahabharata. What’s cute is the custom stamp (a good marketing strategy of the declining business of the post office, I must say), with a photograph of the sender and her dearest man, Mario. Aaaaawww.

Thanks, ladies!

13th Jan2013

Ini Juga Cinta

by bunga

Sungai Duna di malam hari — Jembatan Rantai di depan, Istana di belakang.

Dulu saya kira cuma Jogja kota yang bisa saya cinta. Sampai saya berkelana ke Budapest, Hungaria, untuk sembilan purnama.

Apa yang membuat hati terpikat? Pada apa saya terpesona?

Pada senja musim dingin yang memburu matari minggat di pukul empat. Pada serpihan salju yang mampir sekejap sebelum keesokan harinya lenyap. Pada cantiknya pantulan lembayung di istana di bukit Buda. Pada gemerlap lampu di deretan jembatan yang mengangkangi sungai Danube, yang dipanggil bangsa Magyar sungai Duna.

Pada liku kota, penyimpan kejutan di tiap sudutnya. Pada lebah di atap kantor Bank Pos alias “Postatakarékpénztar“. Pada keramik Zsolnay yang memantulkan sejuta warna. Pada langit-langit megah Kafe Alexandria. Pada sederet cukraszda, penjaja kue manis penuh gula.

Pada bahasa yang menyapa telinga seperti mantra. “Kerem vigyazzanak, az ajtok zarodnak,” hingga kini satu-satunya kalimat yang saya pahami dalam bahasa mereka. “Hati-hati, pintu akan menutup,” kalimat rekaman itu terdengar tiap kali trem dan metro hendak mengular keluar dari perhentian sementaranya.

Pada apartemen yang jembar. Pada harga yang tak membuat saya gulung tikar.

Bahkan pada pasangan-pasangan yang sibuk mengumbar mesra. Dulu saya benci mereka, karena membuat hati merana, rindu kekasih tercinta. Tapi sekarang, saya anggap saja adegan mereka sebagai pembakar rasa syukur saya saat bisa kembali bertemu kamu, sayang. Jadi, kapan kamu akan datang?

31st Dec2012

Getting Ready for The Transition Year

by bunga

Whoa the 2012 almost ends! It’s been a year jam-packed with events and loads of lessons. Can’t list it all here as there are sooooo many things — and I’m glad the world ain’t over :D

Anyway, 2013 will be a year of transition for me. “Just” one more thesis to write and the school will be over by mid-year. Graduation in Budapest then hopefully a trip for Yoga’s graduation in Yekaterinburg. The long trip back home, back to work and reality. The long rest is going to be over really soon.

Whatever will happen, I hope 2013 will be a better year for all of us. Cheers!

Picture from http://good-wallpapers.com/wallpapers/23296/Happy%202013!.jpg

28th Dec2012

Three LDRs

by bunga

Last week I had the fortunate chance to meet a friend I first met in GYAC+IACC Brasilia. The Afghani Mr. O, let’s call him that, had a meeting in Budapest. Along with him came another Afghani, Mr. F, and his partner, the Italian Ms. R. Somehow we are all practitioners of, um, long distance relationshitships. Naturally, we went to share our stories…

Two months after marriage, O’s wife went to the US to start a master in gender studies. F met R in Budapest, dated and went into steady relationship, but had to be separated for more than a year when R went back to Italy. Me, well, I’ve spent the last 2.5 years in a similar state.

It’s always amazing to listen to the struggles of people in LDRs, and how they (or to be exact: we) cope with it. Say, O can not go to the US, you know, the very paranoid nation which complicates and makes it nearly impossible for any male in productive age who has moslem name, furthermore an Afghani, to ever get a visa. So every several months he reunites with the wife somewhere, usually in India or Dubai.

F and R must fight not only with distance but also settle for all differences in their lives. Having different religion is tough enough, I know the feelings, but they also come from totally different cultures, with many stereotypes plastered upon them, and even different continent. R’s family was initially reluctant to accept F, but when they met, they started to understand and recognise him as a part of R’s life. And now they now that Afghanis are not Arabs. “I told them that to think Afghanis are Arabs is as offensive as saying Italians are French,” said F with a big grin. Ha, I can’t help to evoke the feeling how offended I am everytime people think I’m from Malaysia :D

Anyway, cheers for all LDRs fighters! It’s not easy but we’ll survive! \m/

The strip is from the oh-so-famous phdcomics.com.

27th Dec2012

Three Decades… and Counting

by bunga

This morning, thirty years ago, Ibu (mom) and Ayah (dad) took a leap of a faith. They married in a simple ceremony in Istiqomah mosque, Bandung, West Java. It was Monday, quite an unusual choice of day for any wedding, but they could only get a leave from their work on that day. Close relatives and friends attended the wedding. There were no big parties with hundreds of guests — they decided to keep the limited means for a start of their new lives.

I came into their lives two years later. And since then, they have been showering me with their love and care. I am lucky to have them, from whom I have learned uncountable precious things, from how to eat to how to read, from how to laugh to how to love. I also learn how to deal with sadness and how to best avoid stress (though I do inherit the tendency to pile tasks til deadlines and thus accumulating lots of stress at the end anyway hahaha).

I am happy and grateful for all the years I’ve spent with them. Countless priceless memories are etched in our small triumvirate lives, and I know more are coming our way.

Dear Ibu and Ayah, thank you for falling in love, for without your love I would not exist. Thank you for sharing the love with me, endlessly. Cheers for more decades to come!

Yang Fana Adalah Waktu
(Sapardi Djoko Damono)

Yang fana adalah waktu. Kita abadi:
memungut detik demi detik, merangkainya seperti bunga
sampai pada suatu hari
kita lupa untuk apa.
“Tapi, yang fana adalah waktu, bukan?”
tanyamu.
Kita abadi.

Time Is Mortal
(Sapardi Djoko Damono — unofficial translation)

Time is mortal. We are eternal:
picking up second after second, stringing it up like flower garlands
until one day
we forget what for.
“But the time is mortal, right?”
you asked.
We are eternal.

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PS. Thank you for friends and families who have participated in the video — it is highly appreciated!

15th Dec2012

Graduation & Goodbyes

by bunga

14 December 2012, yesterday, was the graduation day of ISS students. I was not part of the graduating batch, as I am actually in a two-years Mundus MAPP program with 10 other friends, but I was very keen to come back to The Hague… to say good bye and see you later to more than a hundred sisters and brothers from four different continents*.

I have been away for three months (the regular ISS program lasts for 15.5 months, Mundus MAPPers had to finish it in 12 months), but I feel I have missed them so much during my days in Budapest. Being back in the little town — compared with Budapest, The Hague is tiny — makes me nostalgic, remembering the first days in ISS, the anxiety in the first classes, the critical thinking infused in every discussion, the adaptation with different cultures and habits, the mindboggling group works, the hours spent in the library, the harsh wind and rain, the biking trip around the city, the picnic in spring, the cook-and-eat sessions with best friends, the laughter and the tears, the amazing people I now call family. Small, precious details which make me smile.

In the graduation, me along with the Mundus MAPPers were given no certificate, but a letter stating we’ve finished our year in ISS and the grades of the courses taken, put into a sad red plastic folder which screams THEY HAVEN’T GRADUATED YET! hahaha. The real graduates had their diploma certificates in sleek grey folders.

I will always cherish the days in ISS.

And now, back to work. I still have six months in CEU before returning home and be back to reality. But perhaps another picture of good ol’ ISS days should be put here — it was a spring (study) picnic in Clingendael, The Hague.

See you later in the upcoming reunions to come!

*unfortunately there was no student from Australia and Oceania in my batch — perhaps The Hague is way too far :)

11th Dec2012

Dearest Ayah*,

by bunga

Sorry I can’t be with you, again, in your birthday. I guess it’s one of the pitfalls of having the opportunity to study somewhere far from home — I have to miss important days of my beloved ones back home. Not only once, but twice. Perhaps this is how you felt when you were away to study and work during Ibu’s birthday and my birthday, too? :)

Anyway, happy 57th birthday, Ayah. I wish you to be happier, healthier, and less cranky in the days to come. ;)

Let me dedicate my graduation from ISS next Friday for you. I wish you and Ibu** to be here, but afraid not, you know you’re always in my heart. And thanks to internet, you can watch the graduation online, although it’s nothing pompous like back home hahaha.

Much love, hugs and kisses,

Bunga.

*Ayah = father (bahasa Indonesia)
**Ibu = mother

07th Dec2012

M.I.A.

by bunga

What’s happened with the pledge to blog everyday?

Uhm. Sorry. Been M.I.A. for a while. The usual heap of exam and papers at the end of the term is taking its toll on me. Not that I study that much, in fact, I haven’t started any of the paper, but still, I feel guilty if I blog, y’know?

What I’ve done so far is the usual cycle of procrastination — watched Homeland until its last episode, packed my things for The Hague (will be there for ISS graduation next week — but will have to finish my papers there as well), and trying so hard (it doesn’t work most of the time, though) not to scratch on my eczema patches, which always, always become worse when I’m under pressure.

Till then!

25th Nov2012

Smoking & Impotency

by bunga

I saw this in Brasilia (lame) airport’s duty free, two weeks ago. The picture was set right above cigarette shelves.

I think it’s quite a powerful image, as most smokers are perceived to be male and hell yeah they are very afraid to be impotent. At least they almost always worry about their sexual performance, and based on various research findings, smokers score weakly compared with non-smokers. But is it an effective strategy? Well, considering how human beings are mostly irrational and stubbornly make decisions with harmful consequences every other second, the answer to that question may remain a mystery.

Perhaps tobacco is not the most harmful substance on earth, but everyone knows it is dangerous for everyone’s health. It’s also dangerous for the smokers’ financial health, particularly in so-called “developed” countries, where cigarettes are sky-high expensive.

If you are a smoker, what do you think when you see the impotency warning?

17th Nov2012

Marcelo + Sao Paulo

by bunga

The first time I met the marvellous Brazilian Marcelo Soares was two years ago, in the first GYAC Forum in Brussels, Belgium. We were together in the young journalists team and the forum lasted for only less than a week. But intense events like the forum can make people feel so much attachment towards new-found friends.

In 2010, he was a seasoned freelance journalist who had deep passion towards building database for journalism, and was very proud for one database he’d just recently built. He was a translator for numerous superheroes comics. He had a wonderful sense of humour, joyful personality, and incurable attachment towards Deep Purple, Marvel universe, and good music.

In 2012, he still has almost all of those features — except that he’s now working full time for Folha, the top newspaper of the country. The very same place where his career as a journalist started. “I was trained here, and now I’m the one training the new journalists,” he said. It was his job which made him had to cancel the plan to participate in the second GYAC Forum in Nairobi last year. I was kinda sad but hey, it was just a postponed reunion. Because finally, I met him again two weeks ago! And I’m lucky because he was having his days off when I was in town.

The process to reconnect in Sao Paulo was quite a hassle because somehow my cellphone did not work properly — we couldn’t call and text each other cellphones, my phone couldn’t connect to the free wi-fi in cafes, I bought a telephone card for phonebooths but I could not call him either, and finally, after he called me thru his Skype number with awful echoes in the connection, we met at Luz train station. A big hug, countless stories, and amazing food were to follow…

He brought me around the city, showing landmarks, his favourite places, and the culinary treasures. We went to Praca de Se and saw the cathedral, came across the opera house and caught in between the Zombie Walk, tried delicious sweet rice dessert in the oldest cafe of Sao Paulo, Cafe Girondino; went through the now-104-years-old-Niemeyer‘s S-shaped COPAN building, walked upon the pedestrian-on-weekend highway, stopped by Santa Cecilia’s foodstalls to try churros and supersweet cocada, greeted his adorable cats in his apartment, and zoomed to an amazing Bahian restaurant where I first tasted carajes and cachaca. I went back to my hostel feeling superhappy and superfull.

The next day we met again in the bookshop Livraria Cultura, then walked a bit to his favourite bakery, Pao de Lo, which served heavenly pastries indeed (the folhada with guava jam is to die for!); walked into the lush greeneries of Trianon Park, then had lunch in the hot dog joint Black Dog — which thank God provided a soy version of the huge sausage. It was not a regular hot dog for sure. The small portion was pretty big, with not only sausage and lettuce but also corn and mayo, with melted cheese closing the gap on the bread. No wonder the joint progressed fast from mere food cart to two-storeys building we visited. Later we went separate ways as I explored the city on my own while Senhor Soares translated another heaps of superheroes-in-tights series.

The city resembled a better version of Jakarta: grey, millions of people, too many cars, traffic jam, but blessed with a subway system and the buses do stop only at bus stops. Unlike home, where every inch of the street is bus stop. Haha. It’s a city on the hills so the temperature was not as warm as I expected, only around 16-22 degrees Celcius. But it was way better than Budapest, of course, which dipped into zero when I left it for the trip to Brazil.

Sao Paulo is a business city so not much tourist attractions are in town. But that afternoon I managed to go to the Ibirapuera Park, Afro Museu, visited flagship stores of Melissa and Havaianas, and had delicious sushi for dinner. (More of these may be written in the next blogposts :) )

However, every reunion must come to an end. In the third day, I met Marcelo again for brunch in Pao de Lo, gave him some mementos from Budapest, a big hug, then left with the airport bus to catch my flight to Brasilia.

Sao Paulo is not Rio de Janeiro, of which I had not the chance to visit, but I’m very glad I came for a very good friend named Marcelo.

12th Nov2012

Sukses Guncang Brasilia, Simponi Makin Semangat Cari Dana

by bunga

Dua malam lalu, band Sindikat Musik Penghuni Bumi (Simponi) sukses mengguncang International Anti-Corruption Conference di Brasilia, Brasil. Mereka bahkan bisa memikat Peter Eigen, pendiri lembaga antikorupsi global Transparency International, untuk ikut bernyanyi di atas panggung.

On a wagon bound for market, there’s a calf with a mournful eye,” Eigen tiba-tiba naik pentas dan nimbrung bernyanyi bersama vokalis band itu, Rendi Ahmad, dalam penutupan konferensi dua tahunan yang dilaksanakan Transparency International tersebut, Ahad 11 November 2012 malam. Lagu Donna Donna, yang sempat menjadi pengiring banyak gerakan sosial di akhir 1960-an dan kembali populer di Indonesia saat menjadi musik pengiring film Gie, ternyata memicu Eigen nekat ikut manggung.

Rendi, pemeran Arai dalam film Sang Pemimpi, bersama empat rekan bandnya memang sukses menyihir lebih dari 1.500 aktivis antikorupsi yang bergabung dalam konferensi tersebut. Para partisipan, tua dan muda, ikut bernyanyi dan berdansa dengan lagu-lagu yang mereka bawakan, seperti Vonis yang memenangi kompetisi musik antikorupsi Fairplay, serta Bongkar dari Iwan Fals, One Life dari U2, dan Killing In The Name Of dari Rage Against The Machine. Melihat keberhasilan mereka meski tata suara panggung pas-pasan membuat saya makin bangga jadi orang Indonesia! *lap air mata terharu*

Seperti dalam konser di Global Youth Anti-Corruption Network Forum empat hari sebelumnya di Brasilia, kelima personel band mengenakan kaos almarhum Munir untuk mendesak pemerintah menuntaskan kasus pembunuhan aktivis hak asasi manusia itu. M Gamulya Berkah a.k.a. Mas Mul, penggagas Simponi sekaligus pemain angklung dan tamborin, juga sempat memakai kaos bergambar wajah Malala Yousafzai — remaja Afghanistan yang aktif mendorong pendidikan bagi perempuan namun ditembak dan sempat koma — dan menyatakan solidaritas untuk perjuangan gadis itu.

Mas Mul berharap kesuksesan mereka bisa menggenjot upaya penggalangan dana untuk tur Simponi yang berniat menyambangi 19 ribu pelajar di sembilan provinsi. Sepulangnya dari Brasil, Simponi merencanakan roadshow Penyuluhan Kejujuran dan Anti-korupsi ke 90 Sekolah, 19 Ribu Pelajar, 9 Provinsi dalam rangka memperingati sembilan tahun Hari Antikorupsi Internasional yang jatuh pada 9 Desember 2012.

“Idealnya kami perlu 300 juta rupiah,” ujarnya seusai konser. Menurutnya, tur tersebut penting untuk meyakinkan anak muda bahwa korupsi bukanlah pilihan dan remaja berperan penting bagi pemberantasan korupsi di masa kini dan masa depan. Gamulya mengatakan sumbangan dana bisa disalurkan ke rekening BNI 270087028 a/n LBH Jakarta. Sebelumnya, pada 2010, Simponi juga sempat melaksanakan tur di tujuh kota bersama Komisi Pemberantasan Korupsi, Indonesia Corruption Watch, dan clubSPEAK.

Komunitas musisi berlabel Simponi itu meraih posisi kedua dalam kompetisi musik antikorupsi global Fairplay. Band asal Mesir, Youssra El Hawary, memenangi juara pertama, sedangkan band dari Republik Demokratik Kongo, S3, berada di posisi ketiga. Ketiga band didapuk main di panggung di akhir Global Youth Anti-Corruption Network Forum dan International Anti-Corruption Conference.

Yuk, ikut urunan. Seberapa pun nilainya, kita bisa membantu Simponi meraih lebih banyak anak muda Indonesia untuk jadi generasi jujur!

06th Nov2012

Engaging Media, Empowering The Movement

by bunga

So we all know that media, both the conventional and the new ones, are important to be engaged in social movement to get people to know, care, and act to change the bad situation. But not everyone know how to use it properly. That is why a stall on social media, writing and reporting anti-corruption existed for in the marketplace yesterday.

Six young journalists around the globe helped to chip in their insights: Bolanie Omisore (Nigeria & USA), Anna Day (USA), Hafawa Rebhi (Tunisia), Rajneesh Bhandari (Nepal), Yolaan Begbie & Nicolette Rehbock (South Africa). Around forty participants took part in the three rounds of session.

Similar questions arose in the rounds:
- How to use social media to engage more audience?
- How to get anti-corruption movement stories published in the conventional media?
- Is social media important to be used in regions with limited internet connectivity?

In an hour, of course it is impossible to answer all the questions and to quench the thirst of knowledge. However, here are the insights shared by the journalists and also by the participants.

Content always matters
- Write something that appeals to people, make it “sexy” for the media: touching, relevant, close to people’s heart, use visuals such as photography, infographics, and videoclips to emphasize your points.
- Use simple language and words. Strip jargons out of your stories.

Conventional media coexists with new media
- Social media is on the rise, but conventional media still plays important role in most part of the world. Embrace and engage both of them.
- Conventional media and offline events can be used to generate and mobilise the audience for your online outlets.

Attracting conventional media
- Understand how the conventional media works: they need to publish stories which will attract more audience.
- Tie your stories with hot contemporary issues.
- Keep your press releases concise, with complete information and written like news (meaning: include all the 5W+1H). Include the phone number, email, and social media details of the contact person.
- Send your press releases and invitations in timely manner, don’t circulate it an hour or a day before the event.
- Maintain good relationships with journalists from various media and platforms.
- Train a small group of your organisation’s members/volunteers on how to face the journalists and to give interviews.

Riding on the social media wave
- Understand how social media works: make something that is interesting to the youth (who are the main users) and easy to share so it goes viral.
- Establish your organisation’s presence and branding in every social media platforms available: facebook, twitter, blog, tumblr, posterous, instagram, foursquare, path, etc.
- Be chatty. Engage your audience in dialogue, ask questions which requires short answers.
- Feature the response of your audience in your social media, for example by retweeting or mentioning them in your twitter, or by inserting their name and responses in your blogposts.
- Use search-engine optimisations (SEOs) in your websites and blogs.
- Include hyperlinks in website pages and blogs.
- Identify influential social media actors and ask for their help. Only coordinate with the ones who have integrity and don’t require you to pay for their participation. Anti-corruption is a moral-sensitive issue so paying the social media actors may be harmful for your cause.

Media in limited internet connectivity
- Resort to more conventional media, such as radio, television of newspapers, but don’t hesitate to build online presence, as with time it will gain more importance as well when more connectivity is established.
- Also use community media which may better serve your audience.
- Bring the social media or your ICT platform to the target audience, for example checkmyschool.org brought laptops with internet modems to be used by the audience to fill the social accountability forms.

Two of the pictures were taken by Virginie Nguyen.

This is crossposted here.

01st Nov2012

Sehari ke Selatan

by bunga

Hari ini saya meluncur ke selatan khatulistiwa. Nyaris seharian di jalan. Budapest-Muenchen 1 jam 20 menit, transit 5 jam, Muenchen-Sao Paulo 12 jam 45 menit. Bertemu hangatnya panasnya matahari, kawan lama, serta segudang inspirasi untuk gerakan antikorupsi di Global Youth Against Corruption Forum dan International Anti Corruption Conference.

Sao Paulo bukan kota tujuan wisata di Brazil, dan malah lebih beken sebagai kota bisnis. Fotonya malah mirip Jakarta, ya nggak? Misi saya: ketemu kawan lama, Marcelo Soares, sesama jurnalis yang dulu juga ikutan GYAC Forum pertama di Brussels. Tentu misi ini diikuti oleh niatan jalan-jalan supaya kunjungan perdana ke Amerika Latin tak cuma terpaku di satu kota :D

Tujuan berikutnya adalah Brasilia, ibukota Brazil yang dibangun sebagai proyek ambisius tahun 1960-an untuk menunjukkan kemajuan negara samba itu. Di sana saya bakal menghabiskan seminggu untuk kedua konferensi tersebut. Selain reuni dengan kawan-kawan lama dan merawat optimisme terhadap gerakan antikorupsi, saya makin semangat karena kali ini lebih banyak pemuda-pemudi hebat dari Indonesia yang bergabung. Ada Retha dari clubSPEAK, Jiwo dari FLAC, dan band SIMPONI. Tunggu cerita-ceritanya di blog ini ;)

Nah, sekarang, saya harus siap-siap terbang lamaaaaaa~
Sampai jumpa!

Gambar disalin dari http://blogs.newschool.edu/epsm/files/2011/12/Sao-Paulo-21.jpg dan http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/5/54/Montagem_Bras%C3%ADlia.jpg/280px-Montagem_Bras%C3%ADlia.jpg.

26th Oct2012

Idul Adha di Hungaria

by bunga

Selamat Idul Adha!

Hari ini saya shalat Ied di KBRI Budapest. Jadwal shalat jam 9 pagi, saya niat datang jam 8.30. Dari apartemen relatif gampang ke Kedutaan, naik tram, turun di Oktogon, lalu naik metro, tinggal jalan kaki sepuluh menit. Cuma, ya namanya penjelajah tukang nyasar, di Oktogon saya naik metro ke arah yang berlawanan dan baru tahu di stasiun kedua sebelum terakhir. *jdaaaanng* Walhasil turun di Vorosmarty Ter, lalu balik arah, naik metro ke jalan yang benar. Shirathal mustaqim. Hahaha.

Sampai di jalan lokasi KBRI, saya clingak-clinguk cari pintu masuknya. Kirain bakal ada pintu yang dibuka lebar, dipenuhi banyak orang. Ternyata nggak ada. Untung ada seorang ibu yang sepertinya juga dari Indonesia dan mau shalat Ied. Setelah nanya, memastikan dugaan saya (kalau ternyata dia bukan dari Indonesia dan/atau mau shalat Ied dan/atau mau ke Kedutaan, kan percuma :D ), saya buntutin aja. Oh, pencet tombol intercom dekat pintu, terus pintunya otomatis dibuka operator dari dalam. *manggut-manggut ngampung*

Saya masuk jam 8.50, lumayan lah belum ditinggal shalat, hehehe. Area shalat digelar di ruang tengah Kedutaan. Jamaahnya nggak banyak, sekitar 40 orang, terbagi di tiga shaf. Beda memang dengan shalat Ied di Den Haag kemarin, berhubung di Belanda sih orang Indonesia segudang, kalau di sini orang Indonesia jumlahnya lebih minimalis.

Lamat-lamat, kami bertakbir. Ah, kalau jauh dari rumah begini rasanya kangen shalat Ied bareng keluarga, melafadz dan mendengarkan takbir dari ratusan, ribuan orang di lapangan. Barang seperempat jam kemudian, shalat dimulai, dilanjut khutbah tentang… er… tentang apa ya… yang saya tangkap, ada sekian keutamaan yang seharusnya ditempuh umat, antara lain menuntut ilmu. “Jangan sampai belajar hanya untuk dapat gelar, atau lebih buruk lagi, sudah dapat gelar tapi tidak bisa menyumbangkan apa-apa untuk masyarakat,” kata Ustadz yang belakangan saya tahu namanya Anis. Aha. Touche! :)

Ini pertama kali saya ke KBRI, berhubung lapor diri saya lakukan via internet karena sibuk malas. Jadi setelah shalat, saya sibuk berkenalan sana-sini. Moga-moga nama-namanya masih terpatri di memori.

Lantas, salah satu bagian paling penting yang tak saya duga adalah… makan-makaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! Makanan Indonesia, tentu! Lontong sayur, rendang iga, opor ayam, semur ayam, mihun goreng, kerupuk. Nikmat. Gratis. Dan saya makan dua ronde. Tepatnya sih 1,5 ronde karena pas nambah, cuma dikit kok. *pasang muka inosen*

Sekarang, saya siap-siap berangkat makan malam ke Cafe Yogya. Restoran Indonesia satu-satunya di Budapest itu kabarnya menyiapkan menu khusus Idul Adha: gule kambing! Semoga saya nggak kehabisan. Dan ngomongin kambing, jadi inget saya masih ngutang orang tua hahaha. Salahkan bank di sini yang kerjanya lambat, ya…

Nah, Idul Adha ini, apa yang kamu korbankan? Apa yang kamu sumbangkan untuk sesama?

22nd Oct2012

Fuji Story

by bunga

Last week I visited Fuji, a Japanese restaurant which is said to be among the best ones in Budapest. It was during an event called restaurant week, when several not-so-cheap restaurants provided 3-courses menu for only 3,300 forint (approximately 12 euro or 148,500 rupiah). I haven’t eaten sushi for so long, the last time was last July in Jakarta (aaaah I miss Sushi Tei‘s affordable yet delicious sushi), so I decided to give it a try.

The place is quite far in the hills of Buda, I had to take two trams and a bus to get there. It sits in the middle of wealthy residential area. Of course their patrons are the ones who have their own cars.

I went into the spacious restaurant and picked my seat near the sushi bar. A waitress came swiftly to give me a hot towel for my hands and to offer me two different menu, one with fish and one without fish. Which was kinda weird because how can you eat at a Japanese restaurant and not eating fish? But apparently people have different taste and maybe not everyone loves fish as much as I do. I picked the first one, of course. Plus a glass of cold green tea priced at 750 forint (2.7 euro, 33,000 rupiah) — drink was not included in the menu.

Then the cold tea came.. in a can. I was shocked and asked whether it was what I ordered. She said it was. Oh well. In a nice restaurant, for the price of 750 forint, almost as much as my daily student lunch fare, for sure you get something freshly made? Not out of a Pokka can which is not even made in Japan but made in Singapore and even labelled with some Indonesian words? Oh well. I might be exaggerating, but for me it was scandalous. It was a bad start.

However, what came later did not disappoint me. A plate of salmon sushi maki and boiled tuna sushi maki was served as the appetizer. I wish there were more salmon than boiled tuna, but it was ok. Then came the bento box with shrimp and potato salad, a tiny bowl of hot vegetables (kisetsuyasai no nimono), assorted steamed vegetables, and grilled butterfish (ibodai teriyaki). It was my first time eating ibodai and it was delicious. Last but not least was the dessert, fruit with wagashi, which seemed simple but tasted really good.

After I paid, the waitress gave me a card which would entitle me 10% discount in the next visits. Um, perhaps I’ll be back. Perhaps…

Notes on sushi (and sashimi, which I miss as well): I’ll definitely try other places in Budapest. Please tell me if you’re also interested! :)

14th Oct2012

Cokelat dan Susu

by bunga

Beberapa minggu yang lalu saya ke Culinaris, minimarket barang impor di Budapest. Misi: cari tahu dan oregano. Misi terpenuhi, tapi juga nemu sederet sendok kayu berujung cokelat yang sungguh menggoda. Ada yang cokelat gelap (dark), cokelat putih, cokelat dan hazelnut, cokelat dan m’n'm, cokelat dan wiski, cokelat dan cointreau, tiramisu… ahhhh pokoknya banyak banget pilihan. Sebagai orang yang tak tahan godaan, tentu saya beli satu, judulnya black and white, maksudnya sih gabungan cokelat gelap (nggak hitam) dan cokelat putih.

Ironisnya, sendok bercokelat itu buatan perusahaan Belanda. Tapi setahun kemarin di Belanda, saya nggak pernah lihat, hehehe.

Sampai di rumah, saya panaskan susu di microwave (hehe, malas cuci panci kalau manasin di kompor). Si sendok cokelat saya celupkan, lalu aduk-aduk sebentar… dan… voila! Rasanya enak bangeeeeet. Kebetulan Budapest sudah mulai dingin, suhu maksimum tiap hari sekitar 15 derajat celcius, kalau pagi dan malam tentu jauh di bawah itu, bisa sekitar 7-10 derajat saja.

Besoknya, saya iseng mencoba mencampur susu panas dengan dua potong cokelat ceri (cherry) yang ada di kulkas. Ternyata ya ternyata, rasanya nggak kalah enak! Jadi berasa menyesal kenapa baru sekarang tahu enaknya dan gampangnya bikin surga dalam secangkir cokelat susu… *lebaynya kambuh* Setelah itu, beberapa kali saya bikin lagi, tapi tipe cokelatnya ganti-ganti. Serius, nikmat betul.

Bagaimana dengan kamu? Pernah coba? Kalau belum, coba deh.. :)

10th Oct2012

Kue Kok nDobos…

by bunga

Hari ini saya ngicip kue khas Hungaria. Namanya kue Dobos, atau, dalam bahasa Hungaria, Dobos Torta. Yang bisa bahasa Jawa pasti nyengir baca namanya. Soalnya, dalam bahasa Jawa, “ndobos” berarti ngibul atau menipu :D

Menurut Mpu Wikipedia, nama Dobos Torta ini diambil dari pencipta resepnya, Joszef C. Dobos. Ciri khasnya, dibuat dari lima atau tujuh lapis bolu tipis dan mentega cokelat, lalu ditutup dengan karamel. Tahun 1884 saat resep itu dibuat, konon mentega cokelat nggak lazim dipakai di Eropa. Kue-kue biasanya diisi krim kocok atau custard (bahasa Indonesia-nya apa ya?).

Tapi yang bikin beken banget, karena kue nDobos itu jadi favorit Kaisar Austro-Hungaria Franz Joseph dan Permaisuri Elizabeth. Iya, dari jaman dulu, promosi memang paling mantap kalau pakai seleb. Faktor lainnya, Pak Dobos merahasiakan resepnya. Makin misterius, makin laku deh. Tapi dia insyaf dari kapitalisme (halah) dan membuka rahasianya tahun 1906 ketika dia pensiun (dan, atau justru karena, kemungkinan sudah ngumpulin banyak duit dari usaha perkueannya). Kalau pengen coba bikin, silakan tengok resepnya.

Dobos Torta beserta teh mint dan bahan bacaan kuliah (buat pencitraan, seolah-olah belajar, padahal… memang belajar kok hehehe)

Nah, kue yang saya coba ini dijual di kafe dekat apartemen. Namanya Europa Kavehaz, dan di etalasenya banyak betul kue yang tampak menggiurkan.

Suapan pertama.. bolunya kok berasa bantat, nggak selembut yang saya duga. Mentega cokelatnya enak tapi kayaknya lebih enak kalau ditambah kadar cokelatnya. Karamelnya? Keras banget, nyiksa gigi. Hihihi. Tapi kadar kerasnya karamel ini pelan-pelan entah bagaimana berkurang, dan justru jadi bagian paling enak dari kue Dobos itu.

Kesimpulan sih, rasa kue Dobos kurang oke. Mungkin di tempat lain lebih enak. Rencananya mau coba sekali lagi deh, kalau tetap kuciwa, berarti ya rasanya memang segitu doang….

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