Monday, May 25, 2009


Big Fight
Chika Haryani
Charcoal and Water Color

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Once Upon a Time....

there's a man..
and a woman
..they got together..


photos by: EmTe
Thanks yaa!!! :D

Tuesday, May 12, 2009


let's go home..
Mirza Siddhi
(mix media)

Friday, May 8, 2009

Wednesday, May 6th, 2009

with a little less narcissism, humble and modesty (yeah right..)
this was the night we adopted chester and dexter's lab..
so here we go..

Fashion doesn't matter

What we wear...
Where we bought it...
Why we wear it...
It doesn't matter...

the day the stripes strikes


Chika: T-Shirt (i forgot what it is and where i bought it), Vest ((X)SML), Skirt (My Auntie's (well, it was hers ;p), Belt (Zara), Stocking (ITC), Shoes (bought in US)

Mirza: Sweater (gift), Coat (flea market), Jeans (No Lable Stuff), Shoes (Vans)

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Intellectual spare times

This is what we did....




Olie
Chika Haryani
Media: Left Hand, Charcoal, Water Color on Paper
Goes To School
Mirza Siddhi
Media: Marker on Paper


Hide and Seek
Chika Haryani
Media: Left Hand, Charcoal, Water Color on Paper


Little Help From My Little Friends
Mirza Siddhi
Media: Marker, Mix Media

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

meet our (imaginary future) friend..




they are Chester (Labrador retriever) and Dexter (Siberian huskies)..

Chester is a playful friend, he runs a lot, he howls at ice cream jingle, he bury bones in the backyard , he'll stay with you in front of the TV, letting you know that you're not alone.. when you feel like playing and having fun, all you have to do is look at his silly face..

and meet Dexter, he barks when the doorbell rings, he howls at the full moon, he drools all the time, i think because it's the temperature,
he eats unknown sandals left outside the door, he keeps your feet warm, when you need to feel safe and secure, pet him and sit at his side..

my life would be a.....

Tree..

i stand tall..
on my ground i stay..
i talk no words..
and yet i stand tall..


i feed mother earth..
i protect hitchhikers from the storm..
i play with kids, i watched them swinging upon a tire beneath me
lovers carved their names on me..
travelers piss on me..
and yet i stand tall..