Mission To China - lagi sikit...


A tribute to Mrs Zainab,


and Madam Mariah Ma.

Oh yes, this is a trailer I made - no narration. Finished version includes my ranting... heh let's give it try eh?

Fotografi Perang

"In a war, the normal codes of civilized behavior are suspended."



Terima kasih perkhidmatan torrent. Dokumentari ini dapat membantu kita meletakkan nilai pada fotograf-fotograf yang terhidang di media massa.

"What you see [in war or conflict] is unmitigated pain, injustice, and misery. It has occurred to me that if everybody could be there just once to see for themselves what white phosphorus [used in bombs, artillary shells, and mortar shells] does to the face of a child or what unspeakable pain is caused by the impact of a single bullet or how a ragged piece of shrapnel can rip someone's leg off - if everybody could be there to see for themselves the fear and grief just one time, then they would understand that nothing is worth letting things get to the point where that happens to even one person, let alone thousands."



Macam pernah dengar suara ini, tapi di mana ya?

"But everyone cannot be there and that is why photographers go there, to show them, to reach out and grab them and make them stop what they're doing and pay attention to what is going on - to create pictures powerful enough to... shake people out of their indifference."

Panjang umur

I was in a hurry to surau in MidValley when...



1. Terserempak dengan Hazwani

2. Pot pet pot tentang kawan-kawan lama di Perth

3. Kemudian Ikhwan & Wani (isteri) pun datang

4. Sambung pot pet pot pet

5. Ambil gambar

6. Bersurai

Apabila pengimbas rosak...

kamera pun berguna juga...

Alhamdulillah I'm done with Nephrology for now.

Right after the Long case I went to the workshop, to see what can be done to that recently-flooded seasoned Saga. A routine as it seems, I stopped by Popular bookshop before pocketing away a lifestyle magazine - Off The Edge.

Well, you know, this sort of mag rarely features someone I'd like to have a cup of coffee with. Hmmm... it is quite a so-called middle class literature is much akin to KLue, with some heavy op-ed about what's going on out there, rather than bloated by endless reviews about entertainment (recall URTV? or Galaxie? or Mangga?).

Enter the November issue. It's him my goodness!

God, politics, everything
Farish A Noor interviews Tuan Guru Nik Aziz Nik Mat
Off The Edge | Volume 47 | November 2008

Click to jump into the gallery. Just a reminder - extra huge files.



Dedicated to his die-hard fans out there. Yes, I did snap all the pages - so check it out, eh?

Burung

Photographer - Kevin Carter

Burung yang terbang saban senja
berlegar manja di langit sepi
mendorongku untuk bertanya:
Pernahkah ia merasa sunyi?

A. Samad Said
Benih Harapan
1973



atas - Kevin Carter @ Sudan, 1993, TIME
bawah - Keren Su @ Zhalong, Heilongjiang, China, CORBIS

Kenangan kartun Dilbert

Dilbert.com

Bureaucracy made ridicilously simple.
...

Dilbert.com

This is what happening in some companies in this very Bolehland.
...

Dilbert.com

I hope they will reevaluate the Eurocopter deal. Yes, the Cougar seems so alluring, but is it really that expensive?

...

Dilbert.com

Do not bite off more than you could chew.

Dilarang membuang kucing di kawasan hospital



Kucing menjadi tempat beristirehat si Toxoplasmosis sebelum ia menyusup masuk ke dalam tubuh anda, dan menimbulkan pelbagai masalah...

Asian Gaelic Games @ Padang Polo, Pulau Pinang

Pertama kali memanfaatkan 70-200mm f/2.8 ED VR II yang melenguhkan. Taubat sungguh. Belum campur nak proses ribuan foto yang telah diambil!

Padang Polo menjadi mini-Dublin sepanjang hujung minggu - ya Guinness pun ada. Kalau boleh tak nak ia ada dalam frame...



















Sebenih Doa Buat Istanbul



Sebenih Doa Buat Istanbul

Kau seorang tua berwatak hiba, Istanbul,
saat menjemputku menjinakkan kunjungan
ke kota atma
yang dilumuri kenangan.

Katakau, kita adalah sahabat batini dan ruhi,
jua keakraban tauhid dan rabbani. Lalu
sesudah Subuh di Sultanahmet, kauhidangkan
segelas cinta Uthmaniyah.
Sungguh, tak terhirup manisnya sejarah
yang terbancuh antara keras Theodosius
dan ramah segaris Bosphorus.

Di situ kau masih
seorang tua berwatak piatu, Istanbul.
Saat merangkul Hagia Sofia kutahu
ada ketar yang membengkak di dada itu.
Sudah terlalu lama kau menghirup pedihnya
aroma sekular yang meracuni camar-camar Eminonu
juga iklim materi
yang terlalu keras untuk masjid-masjidmu.
Telahpun tenat segala angin dan rumput,
juga batu dan manusia
terhunus sebilah sihir Attaturk
yang buas mengoyakkan roh tawaduk.

Seperti kau, aku juga perindu yang tegar
menunggu kekasih masa lalu; seorang Al Fateh
yang menyalakan matahari di tanah khazanah
juga meranumkan ibadah di kebun Eropah.
Betapa luka generasi yang tertanam
di dalam doa panjangmu
menitis darahnya
ke pakaian kalbuku.

Dan fajar itu di pinggir Marmara
kusegarkan sebenih doa paling hijau
zaman yang menyirami
biar bertumbuh generasi dengan degup Kavakci.

Mari Istanbul, hari masih pagi.
Sama-sama kita nanti tibanya angin revolusi.


Fahd Razy
Islambul, Turki.
Disember 2006

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I'll be taking a short nap...