In this beginning of 2016, I start writing again after almost two years of vacuum. These past two years were indeed troubled for me personally. I don't know whether it will be the same or not this year, but for every reason, I need to start writing again. One paragraph per day, or at least one sentence a day, but it must be started now. This is very much alike to when I started to write long ago when I was in high school.
From now on, this blog will be billingual (of Indonesian and English) and renamed into Spaceworks Incubatorium, serving as repository and incubation for ideas, thought, stories, concepts; of architecture, urbanism, and - as the tagline says - various other nonsensical matters.
Closing this post, please allow me to say: Happy New Year!
PS: What about the picture on the right? No, nothing about it. Just a picture of a public water reservoir that I took in the town of Cirebon, West Java.
06 January 2016
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