My friend, Kurniadi Widodo, is a talented young photographer based in Yogyakarta, a home for many talented artists. He shoots almost (as far as I know) exclusively in black & white and has a knack for finding and aligning the geometrical pattern into his composition. The latter is, perhaps, due to his architectural study background. He’s currently a member of Unposed, a group of street photographers in Indonesia.
It was yesterday, Saturday morning. Nothing unusual except my friends asking me about an earthquake. What earthquake?
Apparently my lack of TV watching activity has kept me uninformed about this. To all my friends worldwide who’ve been asking about my well being: Thank you, I am okay. Bandung is in West Java while the earthquake was in Central Java, quite far from my city.
I was only told via SMS.
The city was badly damaged. People died, 3,000 people and still counting. More people were hurt. The airport was damaged and have to be closed down. Some of the candi were damaged. The railway were damaged. Communication not working well. And learning for the disaster in Aceh, people were afraid of tsunami from the south sea.
After so many things happened in the past couple of years, I don’t know what to say anymore. Right now I just want to help them anyway possible. My deepest condolences to all the people in Yogyakarta. Many have died. Many were hurt. Many were scared and confused. But believe me my friends, this will make us all stronger in the future. Have faith and pray.