FAITH FOR THE FREEDOM OF ART

Sometimes I need to ask my self ,
whether…

I M WILLING TO PAY THE PRICE OF DISCIPLINE TO ACHIEVE A FREEDOM of my thought for my art
the tool exacted upon me for the lack of discipline will, in the long run for exceed
the price I now pay for freedom through discipline
Through from the pain
Through from my faith…

Now here, I’m with my art imaginative :

Those ~ who was in my head
those ~ who was my imaginative
those ~ the picture who I was creative by my imaginations, as an artist and my talented,

by feel, by sense, by testing, by character, by emotions, and more…more
by the eyes through my head, when you cant see directly from my head
by ears with thousand and billions voice….when you cant listen.

Where the place? and where those place…it’s just a place….no dark, not bright either, not smell , not bad either, not hot not cold either, it’s just a place….

I tell you a little bit about me :

I’m NOT to religious person and as human I do not perfect either,
You can see me sometimes, I’m still like wearing my favorite short skirt,
I’m still like sometimes, even often teasing a guys with my naughty joke on my write
(Well that’s my bad habbit, sorry….)

I NEVER see heaven before, and I NEVER see hell either, and I DO NOT KNOW what is look like those place either!

But I do believe with God, and I believe with Heaven and Hell

And in my life I NEVER SEE or MEET gosh and NEVER speak with them too.

I do not say, I do not believe…
I do not say, I believe…
But , Yes propably they are some where…
I don’t know… could be on top your closet, or could be under my bed

Oh well, if one of them, under my bed, I just hope
he is a sexy Robert Redford, as smart as Henry Kissinger as noble as Ralph Nader as funny as Woody Allen and as athletic as Jimmy Conners

Then just…. “Helloooooo…. How you doing!“

(Damn Julia, silly entar beneran dateng loh, ha ha ha, nah just joking right!)

When people have fear… with something will freak them out and as they think, they see something…as gosh, actually, what they see, is something was they own creative….on they mind from they own fear.

But I do respect to dead people!
whatever they are,where ever they are, I believe they have, they own world,but not in my world.

So Those imaginative, those place
it’s some where…some where at my mind, my head and could be it was in my dream, and my imaginative as I creative those place out from my imagination…to my art imaginative.

So just be reality…
There is nothing to do with magic things
there is nothing to do with Nge pet
what ever that nge..nge…or pet..pet
(well kalau di pepet bajaj, iyah pernah , Grrr…. damn bajaj, but I like ride bajaj)

I can’t bent spoon
I can not conjure up my self with abracadabra as turn my self becomes tiger, (if I know how to do that, probably I gonna be rich woman and have sircus )

And I do not have knowledge about black magic
the only science I have is was from school, learning from school from starting I learning spell A , B , C, writing and reading and the other knowledge I have only from a life, as I’m TRYING, DISCIPLINE, FAITH and EXPERIENCE.

So This is Me, as Woman,as Single parent for my lovely kids and as an Artist who faith for FREEDOM for her ART.