<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:13:18.345+07:00</updated><category term='experimental music'/><category term='Yogyakarta'/><title type='text'>Kamar Kanan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-5285769235361414248</id><published>2009-02-17T23:47:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:24:31.300+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Javanese Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrtJoGbU_I/AAAAAAAAALE/E3aNNzHhjXg/s1600-h/P1040775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrtJoGbU_I/AAAAAAAAALE/E3aNNzHhjXg/s320/P1040775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303812260821160946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The groom steps on eggs with his feet, the bride cleans his feet with water. The family observes, gives conceil and prays for them. These are just some moments in traditional Javanese wedding, a serious ceremony with almost no words, just action, performance, and glamorous and complicated dresses. Different from the weddings I know, there was no rice, no clapping and no alcohol, but tons of food, even ice cream (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Es krem&lt;/span&gt; in Bahasa Indonesia) for the invited people (almost 500). I enjoyed the ceremony for its complexity and for the form. The make up is part of the whole setting and you probably won´t recognize the bride in her normal dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-5285769235361414248?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/5285769235361414248/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/javanese-wedding.html#comment-form' title='31 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/5285769235361414248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/5285769235361414248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/javanese-wedding.html' title='Javanese Wedding'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrtJoGbU_I/AAAAAAAAALE/E3aNNzHhjXg/s72-c/P1040775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-2815067983939383837</id><published>2009-02-17T22:43:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:21:31.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakarta Biennale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlcUBocWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B4hONVJljl4/s1600-h/P1040823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlcUBocWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B4hONVJljl4/s200/P1040823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803785756832098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlb6XXPuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CMMOEVYwYCc/s1600-h/P1040724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlb6XXPuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CMMOEVYwYCc/s200/P1040724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803778868657890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlb6XXPuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/CMMOEVYwYCc/s1600-h/P1040724.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlbviAtrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/NijfMmEgojw/s1600-h/P1040695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlbviAtrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/NijfMmEgojw/s200/P1040695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303803775960528562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlbviAtrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/NijfMmEgojw/s1600-h/P1040695.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A good surprise for me. No big names, no top artists, no top curator. A good concept of art in the city, with a curatorial proposal about young, emerging South East Asian artists and/or of Indonesia´s neighbouring countries. Very interesting positions with strong ideas. I liked the Biennale for its connection with the city and with the local urban environment. There were exhibitions even in Grand Indonesia, a huge mall for rich people, which hosted part of the exhibition, besides some activities and actions held in the city, for example in local cheap cinemas, in an open air chess place, in the streets and even proposals in parks (not all of them were accepted by the major, but were still presented in the exhibition). In general, I enjoyed it a lot. The inaugural concert was held by Good Night Electric and some Djs in the Galeri Nasional, the main exhibition space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some European artists were invited, but just a few and who had been in Asia before, either as resident artists or for an exhibition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The problem I saw is that there was no advertising for the event, which I missed, but the rest was refreshing, creating impact and most of it art in a social and political context of South East Asia, which I really appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the photos some views of the Biennale with works from Eko Nugroho and Jompet Kuswidananto, both great artists from Yogyakarta and Iswanto Hartono´s installation with water, simbolizing channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-2815067983939383837?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/2815067983939383837/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/jakarta-biennale.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/2815067983939383837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/2815067983939383837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/jakarta-biennale.html' title='Jakarta Biennale'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrlcUBocWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/B4hONVJljl4/s72-c/P1040823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-6339730989410023559</id><published>2009-02-17T22:00:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:43:19.986+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melaka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZracHBD7dI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cnjVXViD3sk/s1600-h/P1040545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZracHBD7dI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cnjVXViD3sk/s320/P1040545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303791687636872658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malaysia is part of the British Commonwealth (this was new for me), and everybody speaks English, besides Bahasa Malay, which is similar  to Bahasa Indonesia. The ethnic minorities speak Chinese and  (mostly) Tamil or Hindi. Global culture again and again. As you may know, European traders came long time ago and settled down in Asia.  An example of this is Melaka, which was a Portuguese, a Dutch and later a British colony and now it looks like a puzzle of architecture and cultures. You see a Chinese temple, besides an Indian one, a catholic Church, a mosque, all in about ten minutes walk. It is a nice city close to the sea, small and cozy. I had the best noodle soup in my life in a tiny Chinese restaurant, which made me not forget that place, just for the taste of the noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-6339730989410023559?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/6339730989410023559/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/melaka.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6339730989410023559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6339730989410023559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/melaka.html' title='Melaka'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZracHBD7dI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cnjVXViD3sk/s72-c/P1040545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-2737837952172738887</id><published>2009-02-17T21:50:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:46:56.056+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrQZmLSsLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/menrkEH6dG0/s1600-h/P1040432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrQZmLSsLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/menrkEH6dG0/s320/P1040432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303780649345396914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Did you ever see a huge building like this one? Well, this is Kuala Lumpur, a city of extremes. Mixed Malay, Chinese and Indian culture, with a predominant conservative Muslim Malay culture, which has the power in economic and social terms. There are not so many opportunities for Chinese and Indian minorities to develop, but Malaysia actually lives from their work and their culture. There is an amazing Chinatown, great food and nice Hinduist, Buddhist temples and big mosques. People love to go shopping, specially women tourists from Middle East running with their families and bargaining every cent Ringgit they can, sometimes just for fun. In Kuala Lumpur, shops are open until 10 pm, you can get a massage until 5 am (I took a reflexology massage at 2 am, when I arrived from Yogyakarta) and eat what you want anytime. Beside this, the city is not really interesting, as it is all commercial and for business purposes. The monorail is great, but the conservative culture contrasts with the futuristic architecture. A strange place, worth for a 2 day visit, or in my case, just for the visa extension to go back to Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-2737837952172738887?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/2737837952172738887/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/kuala-lumpur.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/2737837952172738887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/2737837952172738887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/02/kuala-lumpur.html' title='Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SZrQZmLSsLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/menrkEH6dG0/s72-c/P1040432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-3894975688176358412</id><published>2009-01-20T23:59:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:43:54.935+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modernity or modernities?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYGaIEX-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mmgOjUBBsYg/s1600-h/P1030270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYGaIEX-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mmgOjUBBsYg/s400/P1030270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293425457932793938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a conversation with Agung Kurniawan, a good artist and the owner of Kedai Kebun - a multifunctional restaurant with a gallery on the ground floor and a theater on the first floor - he said the following: In Indonesia there is not one, but many modernities. And that is actually true. You cannot talk about modernity, but of modernities which include the use of technology combining elements of tradition and religion in an interesting re-interpretation of what we think it is "modern".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I experienced this in Bandung, talking with a group of traditional Sundanese musicians playing music with hard core and electronic musicians. Until now, people I met respect and have knowledge about their own tradition and follow it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For instance, the tradition of celebrating someone´s death. People meet after 7, 40, 365 days, until 1000 days after their actual death. One of the MES56 guys had to go to Sulawesi to attend the conmemoration of the death of his grand father, who died actually 3 years ago. At the same time, Jimbo´s artwork is about internet culture and collects spam messages to create an artwork based on an archive of spam messages in a blog called epistleheaven.wordpress.com or an artist from Bandung mixing elements from the traditional masks of the city of Ceribon with Japanese manga in a self-portrait. Incorporation and inclusion of different elements coexist in a natural manner of respect for the old and living the world of today&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another example is the punk scene, which is very strong in Yogyakarta, Bandung and Jakarta. You will find Muslim punks playing in amazing bands. Behind the mask of "traditional", you turn your head and see a consumer capitalist culture, some independent and strong women leading research centres, such as Kunci Cultural Studies Center and IVAA - the Indonesian Visual Art Archive. There is also an open and playful gay culture. In almost all TV programmes gay people and transvestites  appear to be completly accepted in society, at least what I have seen so far. Well, and the use of technology on a daily basis. We relate this to the word "modern", but what does the modernity actually mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-3894975688176358412?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/3894975688176358412/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/modernity-or-modernities.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/3894975688176358412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/3894975688176358412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/modernity-or-modernities.html' title='Modernity or modernities?'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYGaIEX-FI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mmgOjUBBsYg/s72-c/P1030270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-3628689086472198335</id><published>2009-01-20T23:35:00.005+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:40:54.330+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airports in Indonesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYBo87jI_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/yka3CS7HR38/s1600-h/P1020989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYBo87jI_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/yka3CS7HR38/s400/P1020989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293420215082886130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been in a number of airports in Indonesia so far. The nice thing is that there is always lots of good food and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leh-oleh&lt;/span&gt;, which is like a souvenir, but always something to eat. In every airport  I have been, you find a device to plug your computer or mobile phone (called hand phone here). You can also have a massage on your back or on your whole body or a reflexology massage on your feet. One thing that always has impressed me is the mix of praying places next to toilets, as in every place you go you see a toilet (kamar kecil, literally: small room) and next door to it the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;musholla&lt;/span&gt;, a small chapel. And what else? The toilet in Jakarta´s airport has a fish bowl with many small fish in it. You can also find a painting with a big frame and a flower as a decorative sign in the small room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-3628689086472198335?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/3628689086472198335/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/airports-in-indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/3628689086472198335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/3628689086472198335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/airports-in-indonesia.html' title='Airports in Indonesia'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXYBo87jI_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/yka3CS7HR38/s72-c/P1020989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-1372212274184177921</id><published>2009-01-20T23:13:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T23:34:54.560+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXX6G1q0xdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Srk827A8f_8/s1600-h/P1030754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXX6G1q0xdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Srk827A8f_8/s400/P1030754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293411932436743634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bali is for Australians and English people as Mallorca is for German "cheap" tourists. Kuta is the worst place to stay, full of drunked surfers, a dirty beach with tons of death fish - image the smell by night - and some awful tour operators trying to make you go for a tour, which costs three times more if you compare it with the real price. In Bali white or foreign people or Bule, as they call it it in Indonesian language, are the ones that have the money and they want to take it as much as they can. I was also attacked by some Balinese men trying to have a fling with me, because they think you come there for having fun. Well, no more comments about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The best thing is to escape from that "Palma de Mallorca" in South East Asia and go somewhere else, as I did. I went to the north of the island and landed in an amazing city called Lovina, with dark sand, fishermen, little fishing boats and a great blue sea view. Lovina is a place surrounded by rice fields, has a nice water fall and a small Hinduist temple.  I met some nice girls Erna, Putu and Budi, who showed me around the city and made me forget my time in Kuta. These young girls were working in the hotel I was staying. I went snorkeling and had dinner with them, and also visited  Erna´s family, who lives close to the hotel. The contrast of poor and rich is really strong, as there are poor houses next door to European vacation houses and luxurious hotels, all of these with a beautiful sea view, and some domestic animals, such as chicken, for example. Chicken at the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-1372212274184177921?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/1372212274184177921/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/bali.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/1372212274184177921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/1372212274184177921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/bali.html' title='Bali'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SXX6G1q0xdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Srk827A8f_8/s72-c/P1030754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-6279939578021225261</id><published>2008-12-19T02:24:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:23:05.192+07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experimental music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yogyakarta'/><title type='text'>Risky Summerbee</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2533737&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2533737&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2533737"&gt;Risky Summerbee at LIP Yogyakarta&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user648741"&gt;Katerina Valdivia Bruch&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-6279939578021225261?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/6279939578021225261/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/risky-summerbee.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6279939578021225261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6279939578021225261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/risky-summerbee.html' title='Risky Summerbee'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-6692706708200989280</id><published>2008-12-18T23:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:31:53.641+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wayang</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2571525&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2571525&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Wayang&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user648741"&gt;Katerina Valdivia Bruch&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-6692706708200989280?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/6692706708200989280/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/wayang.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6692706708200989280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6692706708200989280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2009/01/wayang.html' title='Wayang'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-4215304742777909006</id><published>2008-12-18T23:49:00.009+07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:42:21.186+07:00</updated><title type='text'>MES 56</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqVrPdzs4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WJNWlcXwjGA/s1600-h/mes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqVrPdzs4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WJNWlcXwjGA/s400/mes1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281198083163796354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two elephants live in front of Kraton, the sultan´s palace, and the sultan is now candidate for the next elections and wants to become president. Javanese dance, Gamelan music, Batik textil prints and Wayang shadow puppets are some of the traditions in Yogyakarta, or Jogja, but young contemporary artists make the city change its shape. Mushollas (mosques) in almost every corner announce the prayer five times a day, which is a constant background sound of the city, besides motorcycles, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tokeks&lt;/span&gt; and little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cicaks&lt;/span&gt; (small reptiles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The arts scene here is vibrant, with a special sense about collective work and amazing creative. A number of collaborations within the arts take place: musicians work with visual artists, visual artists work with theatre companies, photographers become musicians or work for the music scene, actors work with visual artists, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Multitasking people are the boys in MES Lima Nam or MES56. Ruang MES56, a photographers collective self-founded and self-organised and the first contemporary photography gallery in Jogja, holds now multidisciplinary artists in their space. MES boys, a group of ten members, do from web design, to music, wedding and commercial photography to support the space, which functions as a gallery, a space to present work in progress, a place for discussion and a meeting point for the artistic scene, as the house becomes a place for chatting, creating work, use the internet connection, or just to hang out and drink some beers in the courtyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Music is linked to their work and netlabels and punk bands are present in the house. MES boys are open to all types of collaborations and experimentations with different types of media, not only photography. Community is always present in their work and they are very integrated with social and political issues within the city and within Indonesia´s historical background. A number of the art works are critical and political, but also with a subtle sense of humour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-4215304742777909006?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/4215304742777909006/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/yogyakarta.html#comment-form' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/4215304742777909006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/4215304742777909006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/yogyakarta.html' title='MES 56'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqVrPdzs4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/WJNWlcXwjGA/s72-c/mes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-6167685730088680048</id><published>2008-12-18T23:24:00.006+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:32:40.064+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jakarta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqWYOlwEGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AWaMYkETINA/s1600-h/smog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqWYOlwEGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AWaMYkETINA/s400/smog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281198856022790242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Huge urban area with 18 million inhabitants, extreme richness collides with extreme poverty, all at the same time and on the same street. Food sellers are everywhere and Indonesian food is amazing good and rich. Friendly smiles and beautiful laughters around makes all the heat, chaos, pollution, traffic and noise easier to tolerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A wonderful Indonesian-Chinese family showed me some nice places to visit around town, including the sea, and invited me to eat delicious Indonesian food, with tea, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-6167685730088680048?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/feeds/6167685730088680048/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/jakarta.html#comment-form' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6167685730088680048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/6167685730088680048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/jakarta.html' title='Jakarta'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUqWYOlwEGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AWaMYkETINA/s72-c/smog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578440615834019968.post-1619104060364798998</id><published>2008-12-18T23:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:23:58.953+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUp4t5ZI1II/AAAAAAAAAIo/Bk5sG2GckpU/s1600-h/neu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUp4t5ZI1II/AAAAAAAAAIo/Bk5sG2GckpU/s400/neu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281166242941031554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dubai Airport. A huge shopping mall area, lots of restaurants mostly from non Arabic origin and modern Western culture everywhere. An artificial scenario, in which the cover of the actual Der Spiegel has black ink on some parts of the portrayed human bodies, a contradiction of modernity and conservative religious-political matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of migrant workers from India sleep on the floor waiting for their planes to come. The plane to Jakarta is almost only a women´s airplane, women that work in Dubai´s house holds to send money to their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578440615834019968-1619104060364798998?l=kamarkanan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/1619104060364798998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578440615834019968/posts/default/1619104060364798998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamarkanan.blogspot.com/2008/12/mes-56.html' title='Dubai Airport'/><author><name>artatak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12939893552584809522</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNK3cRZDWfM/SUp4t5ZI1II/AAAAAAAAAIo/Bk5sG2GckpU/s72-c/neu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
