Musing On Shooting Pictures

Musing On Shooting Pictures

Sitting, enjoying my picnic with the “Gunung Salak” Mountain in front of me, I couldn’t desire, command the clouds the sky as I wanted to be. Any other time it will be different.  You should wait for just the right time and it might be a very long time to see the most beautiful scene, besides to have your camera with you and be trained to shoot well.



Gunung Salak

I once saw such a beautiful valley somewhere while picnicking near Sentul, so delightful, charming that I felt I would refuse visiting Europe, America were the opportunity offered me. But at that time I didn’t have  a camera yet.

Could you command, order a beautiful sunset?

I’m happy, content with what I’ve got. I’m lucky enough when I can get one really good, beautiful picture. 

The Bougainville In Bridal Attire

The Bougainville In Bridal Attire

Spring In A Tree

Spring Around The Corner In Jakarta

Lovely Weeds

Lovely Weeds

No one sees them except as dirt, weeds, to be cleared, cleansed from the wall, the roadside, the ditches, ... with  August 17, our National Day.

Mother Nature planted, cared for them, nobody else.

When I visited the cemetery near Rancamaya, while hunting for wild flowers with my camera, many women workers came to me. They thought I were a relative and said that they  were to clear the tomb from the weeds.

I said: "Why? Look, they're so beautiful." They were astonished someone was asserting, saying that.

She Isn't Offended About That

She Isn’t Offended About That

Would you mind, shun beauty, were she, flowers, growing, living close, near, next to a garbage heap, in the mud, dirt? Yet, she isn’t offended about that.

April 2011

Piggy

Love That’s Repaid With A Slap On Her Behind

Piggy so much loves me. She welcomes me, standing up on her hind legs, scratching with her paws, biting in play but hurts me a bit. Instead, as she so loves me, I threaten her with my slipper, slap her on her behind, not hard and she crawls back, lies down to ask for mercy.

See her live in You Tube: chewginhoa, Piggy.

January 2011

Piggy

I Remember Them, Not Their Names

I Remember Them, Not Their Names

I’m happy when I still remember them as I hear Beethoven’s “Freude Schoner Gotterfunken”, even without remembering Beethoven’s name or its title at all.

My "Butterflies"

chewspictures.blogspot.com are my photo’s of trees, plants, flowers, birds, insects. animals, fishes, hills, lakes, rivers, mountains, valleys, ... I don’t care how they’re called. But they are as close relatives, kin, old good friends, a welcome home to me. I’m happy as I meet, see, hear, visit them again.     

I always long, return to my picture blog with fond affection.

 

April 2011



Beauty beside a dirtied wall

 

Beauty In The Dark

Just As A Little Candle

“I saw a mother fashionably dressed went out of her house, a mansion with two little children stepping into the Mercedes. I imagined her husband who was driving the car, to be a very wealthy man that he could win her, the children perhaps, were taught in an international school. That certainly was his pride, his success. I picture myself a cold welcome awaiting me if I ever visited her in shorts on a bike, ha, ha. Then another man and another woman some thirty years ago came to my mind.” Opa Johan said to his wife.

 

“I went in. It was dark in the little room and sat before a desk before the man who was in charge to provide for my new identity card and I filled in our family data as we moved in to another house. He doesn’t seem to be very healthy.”

“After having finished my papers I turned home and was struck as his wife entered, a beautiful angel with a lovely voice. As a little candle her appearance suddenly lit up the room, the life of this man. How happy, how rich he must be with such a good angel beside him as he could never afford to ‘buy’  himself such a lovely creature and provide a mansion for her.”

“How loving she must be to love that man despite such poor living conditions. Which man would you choose?” he whispered.

There was a silence.

“Me!  Dear little fool.”

October 2008 

Joys On An Empty Purse

What a joy, delight for people on an empty purse, fishing here in Pantai Indah Kapuk with your bekal i.e. your parcel eating with your fingers, your tea out of a small plastic bag sipping with or without a straw, sitting the whole day even without  catching a fish.

Pantai Indah Kapuk

The Shore

My Secret Corner

Here, in Cipondo have I my picnic sitting on a crooked tree trunk in the shade.

Paradise On An Old Wall

Lovely Weeds

Spot In Paradise

What a Joy!

Loveliest House

It has a pond and many flowers. Formerly it had the Yangliu , the Chinese Willow in front of the house.

In Bukit Sentul

Paradise In A Rice-field

Paradise In, On The Water

Clear rice-field water

My Poor Shooting, Recording Results Trigger Me To Creativity

But for my bad shooting and recording with my mini Canon PowerShot A 490 camera, out of worthless trash, scraps I got, - chase a butterfly, a bird in flight, ... - did I start to learn and succeeded to create nice photo’s, mini videos and movies with the superbe editing tools of Windows Live Photo Gallery and Movie Maker, without which I would never have been able to do so. And I’m just a beginner.

Lovely Sights

Seeing the “rambutan Aceh Lebak” tree with plenty of colorful fruits, abundant as Bougainville flowers. Seeing lake Sentul rippling as a beautiful giant carpet ...

Lake In Sentul

Fond Memories After My Biking Trip

These are My Pictures in words. 

She sits patiently waiting looking at me, a lean lady of the street in Pantai Indah Kapuk. I opened my picnic but she is on the alert and kept her distance even when I took her some rice on my lunch box cover to share it with me. She eats by dainty bits, clean as a lady should. When I offered her something of my coffee milk, she refused, and went away.

Luckily enough we didn’t become good friends I thought. What if she runs with me all the way some 15 km and on top of that, refuse her a home while I have three already.

Here she is as I met her the second time. 

Then, as I was sitting, I saw her peeping. Oh she is so beautiful, irresistable, enticing, tempting as she peeps through the grating, kept her face out and up for anyone outside to kiss or pluck her.  I hadn’t brought my camera but I caught her with my mind’s eye.

She is the beautiful Kembang Sepatu (literally, flower shoe).

But this is a decent, honorable lady.

Paradise In A Ditch

When I was a child, we, my younger brother and I were going out for guppies. It was an adventure. With our hands cautiously in the water  we caught them one at a time. They were in a drain that was with clear water in front of our house in Laan Trivelli, (now Tanah Abang 2), put them in a tincan and kept them in our washbasin.

We couldn’t afford to have an aquarium but that was not less beautiful, with tiny pieces of coral, stones or a weed as waterplant. And it was because they were in a washbasin that you could see the beautiful colors of the male fish clearly and NB each one is differently colored. I would like to call them Paradise fish, yet almost no one notices, cares for them as they are so small.

You could see them graciously courting the bigger female fish. The leaders have their own territory. You could see them fight, that was so exciting, they turn dark. We could sit for hours watching them. And we gave them a name, the “White Butterfly”, its tail was as the wings of a butterfly, the “Champion” who almost always won, the “Knocked Down Uncounscious” who was so severely hurt in a fight that for a moment it was uncounscious, the “Speckled” as it has a beautiful colored spot in its backfin, “Brownie” ... They were unafraid and swim into your palm in the water.

I was surprised and happy to see, find them still survive in an open ditch, draining our foul wash water from the households. Our ditch in front of our house and many other ditches are hundred percent covered. There is no fish anymore and as there arise many eateries, foodstalls, these open ditches become stagnant with foul dish wash water no fish, water creatures could ever live.  In former times you could find them almost in any ditch, occasionally see a crab, or fish an eel. It’s a pity, sad that they one day become extinct.

There are still a lot guppies in the ditch but I can’t catch them with my camera.

A female guppy



Paradise in a ditch