Skip to main content

My First: Day and Night (Bandung)


Months ago, I met a men

He asked me, what I want to do in my life?

I said I used to have  dream to be a documenter, living in nomadic way, always moving, changing
Then he asked me again, when?

I said I don't know, maybe when I'm graduated from journalism, but the problem is in journalism I don't learn how to be a documenter, that's why I joined cinematoghraphy club, but I never completely learn everything . I learn to write a script, be a sound girl, but I can't be anything at once.

He told me that the dream will always be a dream if we always delaid it, and it'll be a thousand  of redason coming to not reach it. He asked me to do something, to make a documentary of my own. Though, I didn't do it. Until a week ago, I had a camera in my hand, and I was lost in Braga, then I remember what he told me. I shot everything that I saw. I always love to see human behavior, what makes them smile, cry, mad, the emotion, and everything around it. So, this is my first documentary, I know it's far from perfect, I still learning it, and hope to get a progress.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Turn Your Dream into a Fiction

Turn Your Dream into a Fiction I write down almost every single dream that I had in the night since I was about nine or ten years old. Why? Basically because I had a nightmare at that moment, and I kept remembering it, then I decided to write it down on my diary. But then I addicted to write more and more. Our dreams that we had in the night in our sleep, are amazing, and unlimited. Full of emotion and sensation, give us a great ideas, even tough sometimes they make us cry in the morning, or frightening. Some people believed that every single dream have a special meaning. I continue to write down my dreams because I enjoyed to read it back again. Sometimes they are associated to each other, sometimes it just a weird and doesn’t really has the “Heart”, but sometimes it could made my throat even felt the heartbeat. Mostly, my dreams didn’t really had a main character, and it was like an incident lead by another incident, but didn’t really had a climax, or the real story. That’s why I ...
2 comments
Read more

“Mainan” Baru Candu Baru

Kamis malam awal Maret lalu, di salah satu sudut pinggiran kabupaten Sumedang, tak jauh dari kampus empat perguruan tinggi besar, sembilan pemuda (yang akan disebutkan dengan nama samaran) berkumpul di rumah seorang kawan mereka. Sebagian besar dari mereka adalah mahasiswa baru, tapi ada pula yang dari tingkat dua dan tiga. Mahasiswa dari kampus yang berbeda-beda ini dipersatukan oleh latar belakang hobi yang sama, dan tentunya alkohol. Mereka bercanda, makan malam, serta bermain kartu. Sebuah rutinitas untuk memangkas waktu bersama. Salah seorang hadir membawakan permainan baru bagi malam itu. Permainan tersebut tertanam dalam tiga lintingan kecil dan tersembunyi di dalam kotak rokok. Tentunya bukan rokok dan terlalu mungil untuk ganja. Mereka sebuah tembakau yang akrab dengan julukan “sinte” atau “ganja sintetis”. Salah seorang dari mereka, Jarwo, mengambil dan menyulutnya. Ia mengisap hanya dalam satu tarikan. Dilanjutkan ke temannya, Andre, yang memang sudah terbiasa menggunakan...
Post a Comment
Read more

Thank you :)

He drinks beer, I drink water He is a movie director, I'm a highschool student He smokes, I hate ciggarate He lives in Myanmar, I live in Indonesia He loves party at night, I love sleep at night He has a black eyes, I have a brown eyes He is 29 years old, I'm 18 years old He loves sweet music, I love rock music He has a warm hands, I have a cold hands "thankyou so much for this whole week", "No, I'm the one who should say thankyou" :) thank you
Post a Comment
Read more