“What’s that dripping from above, is it raining?” thought the boy and looked up and saw his younger brother in the tree. He climbed up the tree and without a word gave him a jitak (a knock on the head) and climbed down. His younger brother smiled shyly, kept his laughter as he just peed, up in the tree. “There’s no boy ever wanted to pee in a toilet” he thought.
What isa flower, the “shoe-flower” (kembang Sepatu) without branches, leafs as I picked, plucked it with my camera? In a bunch they would look like plain vegetables.
What is a fish in an aquarium without waterplants, sand, a house without trees, plants, flowers, birds, the sky without the sun, the moon, the stars, the sailing clouds?
Were there no men, beauty, charm, warmth of women would be in vain, were there no life, this beautiful earth would be in vain. No one, man, creatures, animals, fishes, plants, ... to enjoy and be happy to live on it.
I’m lucky to capture this bird far away by “zooming in” yet the result was blurred. Unfortunately “Windows Life Movie Maker” can’t play it. It was too short. I didn’t succeed to turn out a sharp real photo. Though, I can still manage to make me this picture, blurred, but dream-like.
What A Joy Is Recording, Movie Making, Broadcast In You Tube
Poor recording -as you can’t command for the right moments, circumstances, sceneries -, not having a very special good camera, doesn’t prevent me to turn out relatively good videos with the excellent editing tools of Windows Life Movie Maker and when I succeed to create a video I can always make me pictures, besides.
I would record a sunset for aboutfive minutes through an opening in the foliage of a tree, then increase the speed many times and I’ll could see the sunset slowly setting, changing color. Or the moon from underneath a tree and see the beautiful silhouette of the leafage waving.
A bird’s very short twitter while aiming at a beautiful scenery could be repeated many times, a very short dragon’s fly very fast flight, could be slowed down then I could reproduce it many times.
Record an excited ant, a spider weaving its net, climbing up and down its thread or have its thread flowing, waving in the air to fasten somewhere. Record a guppy fish and see its colors but not in an aquarium and a lot more.
What a joy is recording, movie making and broadcast yourself in You Tube even whenever you would fail!
He is perhaps one of the last wandering ‘sekoteng’ (gingerly drink) vendor with his wheel-cart, an oil lamp, sounding “ting-ting” along the road. In former times, villagers, common folk, enjoy a night, leisurely sitting together, squatting, sitting on a bench, on the side walk, near a village market, or alun-alun (plain), ... drinking warm ‘sekoteng’, while someone is playing the ‘kecapi’ (Indonesian zither) in the still, cool night, the moon rising, a starry sky, fire-flies, with soft, peaceful ‘pelita’ light (oil-lamp), ... There were no glaring city lights, no roaring cars and motor-cycles, no hard-rock music ... The people sometimes give him some cents.
Just within a short life time of 60, 70, 80, ... years, so much, a lot has changed and many things, plants, insects, birds, animals, delicious folk cookies, drinks, ices, ... are gone, lost, I see no more ...
The “kue putu” (rice cake) vendor with its whistle in the night, the kue rangi, folk niceties, cakes, ...
Dragon-flies, damselflies visited, birds nest in our garden, there was dew on the grass. You could hear the gecko: “tekeh-tekeh, ...”
There werefrogs’ concert after rain, a ‘gabus’ mother fish with almost a thousand babies of her brood, the ‘betok’, rice, paddy fields with a lot of fish ...
There were little snails like sailing boats or skiing on leaves and stalks, many kind of beetles in the Bogor Botanical Gardens ...
The eagle, herons sailing, circling in the sky, hooting owl, the ‘musang’, fireflies, ...
The sky in Jakarta was so clear the stars were visible.
What a loss, they almost are no more. And I’m not a scientist. It has become a fairy tale.
One day you could only see them in pictures, in a zoological-, botanical-museum. If fortunate, you could see them still “live”in You Tube or a video.
I wanted to capture the wind by recording the ripples on the lake by “zooming in”, I just captured faintly the ripples but surprisingly, the camera captured a lovely flower. That’s what I learned, my reward for poor shooting.
So now can I capture the wind also by recording waving trees, waving lovely flowers, sailing clouds, ...
I could sit for hours with my thoughts, enjoy watching in the shade, in a breeze, these flowers waving. See You Tube: The Wind – chewginhoa.
Piggy sat and looked happily at me. Her eyes were a bit deformed. She didn’t know this and so, wasn’t ashamed of her ugly appearance as a little child who isn’t ashamed without clothes.
They do not know about what is beautiful and ugly, good and evil, decentand indecent. They don’t care whatever people think of them.That’s it: They “do not know”, they’re unconscious of it. They’re happy, feeling not ashamed, awkward. That’s heaven.
On the contrary, when we grow up, we “do know” and that makes us unhappy. When we fail,are not good looking, poor, without higher education, ... being conscious of it, we would become ashamed, unhappy.
If one is successful, rich, intelligent, beautiful, being conscious of it,one is inclined to be arrogant, cold, haughty.But happiness is a different thing.
Yet to me, I wouldn’t ever exchange Piggy with the most beautiful, smartest, faithful dog ever. A child grows up and isn’t “blo-on” –can be fooled with eyes open - anymore but Piggy will always be the same, “blo-on”, delightful, sweet and always love me.
