Ubud Writers and Readers Festival 2009: Indonesian Literature on the Global Stage

Diposting oleh Unknown on Senin, 12 Oktober 2009

Due to a very busy schedule of holidays, my work in BaLi (or affectionally shortened as “Banyak Libur”) was interrupted to a certain degree causing e-mails traffic jam in my inbox. Idul Fitri was not fully done as can be seen in the unfinished paving project in front of my office; but yet we are welcoming Galungan and Kuningan tomorrow. This year’s Ubud Writers and Readers Festival was jammed between those two holidays. Dreadfully, I had only one day to spare.

After a late start (was watching a splendid performance of ‘A Midsummer’s Night Dream’ the night before), I made it on time to Neka Museum just before Seno Gumira Ajidarma, Zeffry Alkatiri, Nelden Djakababa, NH Dini and Pam Allen (as moderator) took their seats. The panel session: Indonesian literature on the global stage. Or, lack thereof. The small audiences, consisted mostly of foreigners and as usual, only few locals, were obviously has been exposed to one or more works of Indonesian literatures. After a brief introduction of the writers, the moderator then moved to ask about how important it was for the writers to have their works translated and published abroad. Seno Gumira Ajidarma in his reknown candid self answered, “It’s not that important for me but it is important for Indonesia, to show the world that we can write.”

When the moderator asked to the writers about what was their early exposition to literature and if formal education got anything to do with it, the response were amusing. It is fair to say that all of the writers have had little brush with literature on their early ages. Nelden Djakababa admits frankly that she was traumatized by her school experience when she was pressed to memorizing Armin Pane’s ‘Belenggu’ instead of discussing it. Zeffry Alkatiri also admits that in his limited childhood, he was at first reading only magazines or comic books. Seno Gumira Ajidarma recalled Chairil Anwar poems as his early exposition on Indonesian literature and it was due to the fact that his poems was always in use at every school competition. The Grande Dame of Indonesian women writers, NH Dini, admits that she was lucky to have good teachers at school who shared with her the passion for reading, which ultimately made her a reader for life. In her soft Javanese accented voice, she says she's an autodidact writer who learns how to write by reading. To my surprise, she also admits to the audiences on how limited was her budget to buy books and how she counted on her friend in France to send her books. It was NH Dini, a well-known writer and I dread to think of another readers who share the same hardship on purchasing books which by the way, are getting more expensive each year.

Anton Kurnia, another panelist, came belatedly at that moment and in a brief summary (between sweating and talking, since it was very hot in Ubud) told the audiences about his reading (an adult magazine which published crime and sex articles together with Camus’s short story) and what it means for him to write. He calls it “solidarity in solitude” on how he writes about the country and its people. The panelists also discussed about the need to strengthen readership in Indonesia first, then later to bring it abroad. What kind of literature would it be if the work was not known in its original language and origin. It was quite a memorable session and as an Indonesian hoping to be one day hearing Seno Gumira Ajidarma or Danarto mentioned in the same breath as Vikram Seth or another Asian writer, I hope this event could be a platform for Indonesian wealth of literature to be known abroad.

To sums it up, Indonesian literature should first be founding a strong hold in Indonesia itself. It can be done only by erasing the grave prejudices most people have on the word ‘literature’ as a heavy, intimidating and intellectually superior meaning. Memorizing poems or classics surely are not enough to create a reader out of a student. Reading is a process. One moves from fairytales and storybooks to comics to short stories to poems to novels. Adapted film can also be another media to put Indonesia on international stage such as “Laskar Pelangi” to name one. Richard Oh, in his sparkling comment, said, “We are unfortunate that we weren’t colonialized by the British” as witnessed in the thriving growth of Indian or Malaysian literature and their easier access to international publication. Eric Setiawan’s “of Bees and Mist”, for example, has been published abroad and he might be a beginning of many Indonesian diaspora writers who can tell the world about Indonesia.

Before I ended this entry, I’d love to quote Seno Gumira Ajidarma when he says that ‘the love of literature doesn’t always to be found in school and writing doesn’t always about technique but also about things that you have to say’. Very well said, indeed.
P.S: Sorry, due to my camera being broken, I couldn't take any shot of this event.
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J'adore Don Draper Part.2 : Here's Why

Diposting oleh Unknown on Selasa, 06 Oktober 2009

Donald Draper, fictive ad-man extraordinaire, recently been nominated as the number one of 49 Most Influential Men by AskMen.com. I just couldn't agree more.

Don Draper may be a fictional character on AMC's Mad Men, but he's just as real as any other public personality you can think of. Celebrities are brands, with carefully constructed images, and most of us are just as likely to have a beer with Don Draper as with anybody else on this list. What matters is that Draper's hardass 1960s persona represents something about male identity that is enduringly captivating but has nonetheless vanished. The man that Don Draper is -- value-driven and thoroughly masculine -- is the product of a bygone era; without him, there would be no contemporary figure to represent it. Yet, as removed as his persona may be, it is also contemporary and familiar. He's a postwar archetype, both a brilliant career man and a temptation-swayed philanderer who sincerely wants to be a family man. Like most men, us and our fathers both, Draper is permanently conflicted over how to reconcile his morals and his desires.

Draper illustrates old-school values even though he often fails to meet them himself. His human flaws are what make him so relevant to men today. He is by turns a chain-smoking, drinking-in-the-office emblem of a bygone age, and an unusually real, earnest human being who illustrates the struggles modern men know all too well.
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and they live happily ever after...not

Diposting oleh Unknown on Kamis, 01 Oktober 2009

All works by Dina Goldstein via yatzer.





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Julia is One Country Closer

Diposting oleh Unknown on Selasa, 29 September 2009

She's in India and angered the Indian public for interrupting their praying. However, the shooting continues. Next trip: Bali. Julia Watch is on. Over and out.
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Confessions of A Bookaholic

Diposting oleh Unknown on Jumat, 28 Agustus 2009

1. I confess I have plenty of unopened books scattered all over the house and yet I still appallingly buying or borrowing new books whenever situation permit me to do so.

2. I confess I shamefully prefer not to lend my precious book to a stranger or a ‘friend’ (because in most of the case, it happens that a friend of a friend borrows it and it will eventually ended up in wilderness). It feels like that I have missed a limb.

3. I confess I once stole a book from hotel library. Guilty as charged.

4. I confess that there are some low moments in my life when I prefer to spend time with a book and a cup of strong Toraja coffee, getting swept of my boring mundane life to the other world, than going out with real people.

5. I confess I still read on bed in the worst yet most comfortable position ever known in history and certified by optometrist to be sure giving you bad eyesight (I’m minus 4 and counting, for this very reason). Oh well.

6. I confess that if there is such a thing as ‘bibliorgasm’ I surely have had hundreds of them whenever I got a new book to read ;-)

7. I confess to wishing fervently that one day I will fall in love with someone by the books, or library he owns.

8. I confess if it happened that my check-out time from Hotel World has come, my heaven will be some sort of a spectacular library.

9. I confess I’m not the neatest reader. My books are creased, spilled, tattered and occasionally ripped…a healthy sign that it’s been savored passionately.

10. I confess the concept of retirement is very tempting. I can’t wait to read as much as I can when that time arrives (optimistically thinking my eyesight then will be as good).

11. I confess the reason I select my handbag is if it’s big enough to carry a book.

12. I confess that my friends find me insufferable if they found themselves trapped with me in a bookshop. It will be most likely that I spent few hours in there, lost between shelves (and later on, will belatedly realize I came with a friend).

13. I confess I visit online book store when I’m supposed to finish works.

14. I confess whenever I travel; local book shop is always in my top priority even tough in some countries I couldn’t even read the alphabets.

15. I have confessed. Now is your turn.
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I Eat, Pray, Love for Julia & Javier

Diposting oleh Unknown on Rabu, 19 Agustus 2009

...so that they will come to Bali and shoot their new adaptation movie "Eat, Pray, Love" based from Liz Gilbert's best-selling memoir. Above, a pic of Liz Gilbert (Julia Roberts) divorcing her husband (James Franco), taken in NYC.

Based from an article in The Jakarta Post, the third part of the movie will be filmed in Bali (after Italy and India for sure). Keep watching this space for future update. I'm so stalking Julia and Javier Bardem from now on. J & J watch is on, people!Rata Penuh
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One Fine Day

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Off we go, Miss B & I, to the Sanur Village Festival 2009. Mertasari Beach was hot and no self-respected local ladies went there. They paid too much for skincare products already. However, this two local ladies adore the sun, word 'festival' and things called 'food'. It was hot but windy enough to pass for 'breezy'.

There were kites. A surreal flying teddy bear and octopuses.

We arrived at the food depot. Pork ribs and curries wafting in the air. The area was dead quiet. Few people who were there, ready for the sun grill, were either in the committee or rehearsing. We picked a nice seat right beside a giant mist fan and started our culinary adventure. First, came the beef lasagna flushed down by melting gelato. After a initial pause, we continued to samosas ended with buttery coffee bread. Public toilet mysteriously hidden somewhere.

People started to come around 4, when the sun begun to weaken and moved to shine on another continent. There was emergency boutiques where local garments manufacturer sold their leftover products. I got my hand henna-ed for the first time. Miss B bought few pieces of tres chic kid clothes made for France. We went home happy. The end.
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