
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Lets keep Batam Clean and green
The Minister of Environtment and waste management of Batam was announcing to the public that to keep Batam in clean and tidy is responsibility of all citizen.



No more throw rubish, on the street or river.
No Burning
saparate the rubish.
Re arrange the rubish collecting system
publish an emergency call centre for rubish and waste problem.
implementing the new regulation No. 18
Monday, April 13, 2009
How to learn english subiconscious

Subconscious vs Conscious Learning
Languages should be learned subconsciously, not consciously. The research shows that subconscious learning of English is much better than consciously “studying” the language.
In countless studies, the result is always the same: students who learn English subconsciously learn faster and better than students who use traditional, conscious, analytical study methods.
So, what exactly are subconscious methods and what are the traditional conscious methods?
Well, you already know the old conscious way of learning English. You use your conscious brain to analyze English grammar, memorize English vocabulary, and translate English messages. This is the method you used in school. You consciously studied the mechanics of English, as if it was a car. You cut up English with your mind and then studied the parts…. word by word,… rule by rule.
Well, you already know the old conscious way of learning English. You use your conscious brain to analyze English grammar, memorize English vocabulary, and translate English messages. This is the method you used in school. You consciously studied the mechanics of English, as if it was a car. You cut up English with your mind and then studied the parts…. word by word,… rule by rule.
The result, as you know, is that you

Subconscious methods are more effective. These methods provide understandable English input to your brain… and then your subconscious brain does all of the rest of the work. Consciously, all you do is enjoy English stories, articles, conversations, movies, and novels. You never think about grammar rules. You never attempt to memorize words.
Of course, the Effortless English System is a subconscious learning system. You learn grammar by listening to our crazy Mini-Stories. We carefully repeat grammar patterns during the story… but you don’t think about any rules. You just listen and enjoy the story consciously… but subconsciously, your brain learns English grammar.
When you learn in this way, you can actually use the grammar too! Your spoken and written English grammar will improve tremendously. And it will be stress free. It will feel automatic– you’ll just say things better and write things better and it will feel effortless. You won’t be thinking about rules at all!
You must trust yourself. So many students are afraid to use subconscious methods because they don’t trust their own brains. They are afraid to relax and enjoy English learning. They are afraid to let the learning happen naturally and effortlessly. Unfortunately, these fearful students almost never learn to speak English well.
Don’t be one of those students. Change your way of learning. Learn English subconsciously and finally speak excellent English!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Learning Gamelan and Javanese Dance in singapore-Batam-Bintan

Artyfact singapore, offering us to learn how to play Gamelan, the Javanese Music Orchestra. Dancing course of TARI TOPENG, Javanese Mask dance, also Singing, Javanese language , German also Batik workshop.
Being a Javanese, I am really sad to know that now days not many Javanese - Balinese or Indonesian who interested to learn our traditional art and dance.
I was crying deep inside when enjoying the performance of Gamelan and dance which performed by American, German, Singaporean, and Italian. That was great performance and I just cant imagine the foreigner appreciate Javanese – Balinese culture so good. They sang of very old Javanese song in perfect voice and technique
At the other hand we are the owner destroy it.
So to all of you guys, who read this blog, Please don’t forget that we have great treasure that its care needed. You don’t have to be a dancer or singer or any opera artist. Just lets appreciate our culture and together revitalise it. Don’t let the modernization kill it.
Any one in Singapore who want to join the art classes or just to enjoy the performance of any gamelan music orchestra, dancing, Batik and learning Javanese Language also German, please visit to artyfact at 28 petain road
For you guys who livin in Batam, visit Rumah Hitam “ Sanggar budaya” an art and culture house, Sekupang,
In Batam centre you can learn Javanese – Balinese Dancing, art painting ( water color and oil color ) Komik manga, Javanese language courses, please visit or Rumah Seni Rumput” di Kintamani Block C no 1
For you guys livin in Bintan, you can enjoy how to do carfing of bamboo and wooden, batik workshop at Bintan discovery JL pramuka No 84
Be happy by livin together in peace and harmony
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Modernised and money oriented has destroyed javanese culture
I was born in Lovely village of East Java. Mom is mixed Balinese+chinese and Dad is Mixed Royal Solo, Java+dutch. With very low profile of lovely family livin in small village in the middle of rice field and mango.
The hindu and Javanese culture was very strong and it was lovely, peaceful for sure.
One day in 1985,
The sun shinning, warm and energized. The birds were singing such never tired. as usual I love the smell of mist while walking to the school which takes about 1 hour. but in fact seldom I walk all the way long, cos always anyone offering a ride on bike or carriage. it was awesome, to see how lovely the atmosphere of people with smiling face went to the farm and market. every one greeted to each other.
after school was even Great, taking the ships in to the field, to feed them fresh grass, playing kites while collecting grass to take home for supper of ships.
Swimming in the crystal clear of water of river and pond
we went back home before dark, then preparing for rehearsal of playing Gamelan Orchestra ( the Javanese music instrument set ) at the neighborhood hall, we called it "pendopo" together with the girls rehearsal for dancing. its awesome, we always enjoy our daily activities with no regret and full of laugh, smile, and joke.
every night I can hear the bamboo flute and gamelan. so peaceful, No electric at that moment, so the adult spent evening doing rehearsal of Opera, we called " wayang orang" and singing and we called " nembang" in Old javanese language,
some other guys were busy on art painting, wooden carfing. the other women concern on Batik for the costume. Grand pa loved to make masks for the mask Dance.
the amazing was, no people expecting money, they did it for culture, so we enjoyed as part of life.
people helping to each other in every occasion.
during the weekend was our weekly performance of dancing and music, also opera.
Sunday morning was green day, everyone out with any instrument to clean the waste gutter, planting trees, repairing the tunnel if any damage. the kids collecting garbage then separate between leaves and plastic and paper,
we proceed the garbage into compost, when the season coming, we harvest of Mango, or rose apples, guava, and rambutan, from the trees along side of the road. we sold it and deposit the money into community fund.
I got My own bicycle in 1989
first day at the secondary school was giving me lots of nervous for 12 years old boy who the youngest student at the entire district. Dad passed away, hitting me so bad, but mom is such wonder woman, she's strong and succeed keeping the family survived.
at the same time, Most youngster ( 17 - 30 ) in a boom wanted to go abroad to get better financial, mostly they went to USA, Japan, Dubai, UK, and Singapore. the electric in, the road has been repaired, buses and taxies running round too. no more horse carriege. No paddy cab either
the neighborhood started to build big houses with modern design, marble floor, and Cristal lighting. Huge TV and parabola antenna. few supermarket is built.
week later, one of tire of my bike was flat, I pushed the bike all the way long, No one offering a ride. not even say "hello" or asking what happen.
I felt so strange, why people changing so fast. No more gamelan rehearsal, No opera and no singing either, people changed the habit by watching TV and turned on the Tape. or Radio
they sold the cows and ships, mother did too, cos brothers needed for the college.
1995. after graduation of Hi school, decided to go away from home.
3 years away, I got diploma and visited home town, everything completely changed.
people getting so money oriented, women talking about how beautiful their house, hob big they TV. kids playing video games, and tamiya race plastic toy car.
I knocked the door, mom showed me her smile, the wooden Javanese house still the same like when I left, still peaceful, but the neighborhood completely changed. I asked mom, to pass some pieces of cake to the neighbor. But I it was shocking when mom said that we have no more giving anything to neighbor. “Cos every one gettin selfish and we do not do any exchange any thing”
I heard one of my friend got caught because of drug dealing, 2 kids died of over dosage of drug. Some families fighting, not even talk to each other, no more birds, no more crystal clear of water of the river
“Oops” so I was deeply sad,.. all of my friends went away to the city or abroad to study or work, relatives looking me down cos I have nothing to be proud of ( money ) so I decided to leave after 3 nights staying. Mom support me to do the best for life and told me to not thinking about bad things, just focus on how to achieve in life.
The tears was rolling and mom gave me big hugs. Since then I am way from home. Keep searching where is my lovely home where I suppose to live.
I wanna the nice culture back. I wanna people love to each other, helping eachother, and no violence. Music and art and lovely culture suppose to be keep us living in happiness and harmony, but destroyed by greedy life style
In this occasion, I wanna ask to all of you guys. Specially Javanese – Balinese. Please lets revitalize our lovely culture, art and lifestyle.
The hindu and Javanese culture was very strong and it was lovely, peaceful for sure.
One day in 1985,
The sun shinning, warm and energized. The birds were singing such never tired. as usual I love the smell of mist while walking to the school which takes about 1 hour. but in fact seldom I walk all the way long, cos always anyone offering a ride on bike or carriage. it was awesome, to see how lovely the atmosphere of people with smiling face went to the farm and market. every one greeted to each other.
after school was even Great, taking the ships in to the field, to feed them fresh grass, playing kites while collecting grass to take home for supper of ships.
Swimming in the crystal clear of water of river and pond
we went back home before dark, then preparing for rehearsal of playing Gamelan Orchestra ( the Javanese music instrument set ) at the neighborhood hall, we called it "pendopo" together with the girls rehearsal for dancing. its awesome, we always enjoy our daily activities with no regret and full of laugh, smile, and joke.
every night I can hear the bamboo flute and gamelan. so peaceful, No electric at that moment, so the adult spent evening doing rehearsal of Opera, we called " wayang orang" and singing and we called " nembang" in Old javanese language,
some other guys were busy on art painting, wooden carfing. the other women concern on Batik for the costume. Grand pa loved to make masks for the mask Dance.
the amazing was, no people expecting money, they did it for culture, so we enjoyed as part of life.
people helping to each other in every occasion.
during the weekend was our weekly performance of dancing and music, also opera.
Sunday morning was green day, everyone out with any instrument to clean the waste gutter, planting trees, repairing the tunnel if any damage. the kids collecting garbage then separate between leaves and plastic and paper,
we proceed the garbage into compost, when the season coming, we harvest of Mango, or rose apples, guava, and rambutan, from the trees along side of the road. we sold it and deposit the money into community fund.
I got My own bicycle in 1989
first day at the secondary school was giving me lots of nervous for 12 years old boy who the youngest student at the entire district. Dad passed away, hitting me so bad, but mom is such wonder woman, she's strong and succeed keeping the family survived.
at the same time, Most youngster ( 17 - 30 ) in a boom wanted to go abroad to get better financial, mostly they went to USA, Japan, Dubai, UK, and Singapore. the electric in, the road has been repaired, buses and taxies running round too. no more horse carriege. No paddy cab either
the neighborhood started to build big houses with modern design, marble floor, and Cristal lighting. Huge TV and parabola antenna. few supermarket is built.
week later, one of tire of my bike was flat, I pushed the bike all the way long, No one offering a ride. not even say "hello" or asking what happen.
I felt so strange, why people changing so fast. No more gamelan rehearsal, No opera and no singing either, people changed the habit by watching TV and turned on the Tape. or Radio
they sold the cows and ships, mother did too, cos brothers needed for the college.
1995. after graduation of Hi school, decided to go away from home.
3 years away, I got diploma and visited home town, everything completely changed.
people getting so money oriented, women talking about how beautiful their house, hob big they TV. kids playing video games, and tamiya race plastic toy car.
I knocked the door, mom showed me her smile, the wooden Javanese house still the same like when I left, still peaceful, but the neighborhood completely changed. I asked mom, to pass some pieces of cake to the neighbor. But I it was shocking when mom said that we have no more giving anything to neighbor. “Cos every one gettin selfish and we do not do any exchange any thing”
I heard one of my friend got caught because of drug dealing, 2 kids died of over dosage of drug. Some families fighting, not even talk to each other, no more birds, no more crystal clear of water of the river
“Oops” so I was deeply sad,.. all of my friends went away to the city or abroad to study or work, relatives looking me down cos I have nothing to be proud of ( money ) so I decided to leave after 3 nights staying. Mom support me to do the best for life and told me to not thinking about bad things, just focus on how to achieve in life.
The tears was rolling and mom gave me big hugs. Since then I am way from home. Keep searching where is my lovely home where I suppose to live.
I wanna the nice culture back. I wanna people love to each other, helping eachother, and no violence. Music and art and lovely culture suppose to be keep us living in happiness and harmony, but destroyed by greedy life style
In this occasion, I wanna ask to all of you guys. Specially Javanese – Balinese. Please lets revitalize our lovely culture, art and lifestyle.
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