Souvenirs from Nord Sumatra 2008: The Fruit Market of Brastagi

Brastagi.
What comes first into your mind ?

Definitely this exotic fruit: Markisa

Brastagi.

an old city outside Medan, has been famous since the colonial time to be the place of leisure due to its cool weather.

an old city that still survives with its simplicity, its freshness, its fertility, its breeze, its wind, its tranquility yet its pride.

Under the blue tent covering the fruit market, a place where the city beats, we can breath them all....

through generations, the Brastagians pass the charm of their city..

and Brastagi will still be Brastagi, with its Markisa, with its breeze of hardship and tranquility.

living as a woman ???

it's holiday and just like usual it's been a hectic and fun one.
fulfilling all the roles i have to do, i think i find a tip of being a successfull and full-of-passion woman living her time of her life:
you have to first prioritize all of your roles !

get heck with all the advice that we should make an order of priority and get committed to it.
be real!! noone wants to be second-prioritozed !!!!
hahahha
it's tough ! but it feels good hehhee

Souvenirs from Nord Sumatra 2008: by the harbour of Ambarita, Samosir

Werner, Kiki, Barbara

Souvenirs from Bali

Batur Lake over Bougenville, Batur

hexagonal sunray, Tanah Lot

sesajen

wave at a cliff, Tanah Lot

the Preambule

I am thinking of starting this drawing book with a beautiful preambule, but am too nervous with my own expectations that i just enforce myself to just write… just draw… just like the spirit of this blog should be.

This almost-all-green picture was taken more than three years ago. I was bicycling along a small village road just five km from where i used to live in Ibbenbueren, Germany. It was (if i’m not mistaken) during the last 2 weeks before i closed my exchange year with AFS. It was summer and i remember that my intention was only to burn calories from extensive breakfast i had had in the morning (hahahha !!) but it turned out to be an « absorbing » moment.

My motoric and sensoric system told me to ride.. ride.. and ride..
Inhale.. exhale..
Inhale..exhale..
Record the scenery, record, and record…
Save the smell. Smell of grass.. of cows.. of soil.. of sun..
Absorb and absorb..

This photo is now decorating the frontpage of my real drawing book which i take along with me everyday everywhere.
Isn’t it a nice constellation to decorate the frontpost of my virtual drawing book with the same picture as well ??? ;)