Two (other) days, Two (other) LOs

The First LO,
This is "My Little Man" :






The second LO,
This is "Look at My Hands, Mom!" :

They go while sleeping ...

I remembered somepeople's faces I met yesterday,

and today I would never find they smiles to me

I remembered somepeople's voices I heard in the morning,

and today I just found silence in eternity

I felt life and death are in a very thin line,

I saw life and death are only 10metres from my eyes,

I heard life and death are in a scarry sound of water,

I counted life and death are only 10 minutes long,

between night and morning,

And everything is different, everything is changed,

just never be the same like before

I lost some friends who say nice words to me,

I lost some moms who meet every morning buying some vegetables,

I lost some dads who pass my house after fishing,

I lost some children who go soccer after school,

I lost some loves which children and family have before the tragedy ...

And it happened on this early Friday morning,

Here, on 27 March 2009.

Photo Transfer

Here's the result of my photo transfer technique by Ria Nirwana from February Scrapgatering at Scrapking - Grand Indonesia.

"Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.

Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.

Just walk beside me, and be my friend..."

- Albert Camus

Two Days, two LOs

Here is First (Day) LO...

And here is the second (day) one ...

So tired, but meningful work ...

Slumdog Millionaire

Isn't it too beautiful life is for us to enjoy?
No, it is bitter
Isnt'it too pain life is for us to feel?
No, it is sweet
But I was too easy to get "sattisfied",
and also was too easy to get "dissapointed",
I forgot to be grateful to Allah SWT
for every breath I take, for every step I go, for every result I have,
with no charge at all for the rest of my life,
But after I experienced through this,
I believe that life must be struggled, bitter or sweet ...

" If you hear a voice within you

say 'you cannot paint',

then by all means paint,

and that voice will be silenced"

- Vincent Van Gogh

Weekend Reading

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This book I got from a very kind of friend, Ria Nirwana, who brought it from her last journey to Singapore (Thank you, bu Ria...) Finishing to read the book on this long weekend would be my another achievement ... Happy loooong weekend, everybody!

What I achieved this week ...

This (long) weekend would be my achievement week, coz I succeeded to make one of my dreams come true. Can u see the both picture below? Yesss, the first one is details of scarf made by Tomoko Nanba (Petit Point), isnt it so lovely? And the other picture is my little daughter skirt inspired by the scarf. When I saw the scarf Tomoko nanba made from a Japanese magazine, instanly I was challenged to bring it in my real life. So, I hunted the fabric and the crochet lace by myself and sent it to my penjahit kampung, jus few steps from my house. And there are many scarfs and dresses in the magazine I want to make more still ... Isn't it lovely this saturday morning?

GOING HOME

I already planned to get home to Yogyakarta in this end of February. Going home for tax stuff was never be easy for me since I took over this annual duty after my mom pass away. Never knows anything related to tax calculation or imagines someday I will meet any difficult days in count it. But here I am, back to Yogya for this thing, tax calculation! Frankly, tax is the most discusting creature I've ever know in this world, besides flying cockroach absolutely. And once again, every year the fact comes to my face, wake me up to the reality that I have to deal with it. Just get used to it, do it carefully and confidence, and then you can sleep all night long after that. Come on, Tiara, you can do it!
The most wonderful this coming home is meet my dad and my sister and her sons. I always miss my hometown so I dream that someday in my the next years can leave here again till I die. I had an opprtunity to visit my friend, Anita Yan, a natural bag designer, who was in the middle of packing to move her new showroom. It was messy there, full of big boxes of cardboards. But the beautiful bags she designed still catch my eyes. She is one of a very talented and creative person I've ever met since 10 years ago. I bought three bags which I'll let you sneak one of them here.
Always believe that you have the capacity to do it, although you may not have it at the beginning ...