even more.

We'll get from what we give, even more.

káva a sníh

"He was my cream, and I was his coffee -And when you poured us together, it was something."

~Josephine Baker 

The color of springtime is in the flower, 

The color of winter is in the imagination.

I made that one as a cover of the mixtape cd for him before he went back to Deutschland.

such as a shadow appears to be.

those are some silhouette photos of some friends requests that i made recently,  you guys are also able to have it too by contact me via twitter or email :)

have a great summertime everyone! 

a late-chocoflirt 2 months pancake

it was a late late posting. it should've been posted 2 months ago,on the 16th of sept. on our anniversary. Yeah those fuckin college activities really have stolen my precious spare time away.. but anyway, this is a little handcrap that i made for him. :$

hmm.. at first, i perfectly had no idea what kindda thing i should give to him, then i realized that my boyfie likes to cook lately.

"the most wanted chef in deutsch!"

Ingredients: 1 kgs of overworried mixed with a cup of careless, 3 tea spoons of maturity combined with a glass of childish powder, 100 grams arabian chocolates and 50 grams chinese butter, a cup of calm thoughts, blended with a bottle of hyperactive liquid, 2 cans of lizard-haters and 2 jar of onion-haters. How to make: mix all of the ingredients, add a half-spoon of trust, honesty, and tolerance. Then baked iit on a frying pan. Pour a little of juicy 'jealousy' juice, And on the next 60 days.. you can serve it on a huge lovable plate like what's on behind this...

taraaaam...!

THAT ONE IS MY FAVE PART!! HAHAHA :D :D :P

and that's all.. lil' bit cheesy maybe but hope you'll like it sir!

a pair of winter gloves for him, take care in Germany kid! xoxo

tree house

someday i wanna build my own tree house, or maybe tree houses

baby Pao Pao :D

congratulation to my dearest sister for her first baby girl.

Khanza Alisha Salsabila Daud which also known as PaoPao because of her blabber cheeks. :3

cepat besar ya paopaoo!

with love,

-auntie-

fill in the ciclre

(that one is my cousin Kristianne, i adore her photos, truly beautiful! )

(just one of my un-finished drawing)

heyya fellas! finally i have this spare time and the good mood to draw again and look after this site :D
It's a week to go to the National exam. very tense but honestly i'm excited. i'm totally so sick of doing learning and studying. wanna end these temptations as soon as possible.
it's been 2 months since i had my last posting. what have happened in 60 days? actually i didn't really enjoy my last 2 months. at all. i lost weight (again and again), i lost my spirit to study, i lost my spare time, i lost my relaxing weekends, i lost my one and only pencil, i lost my quality time with some of my closefirends (the most thing i hate), i lost my intimate talks with my 2nd sister because she has moved work to Medan, and at last, i've lost the meaning of 'Trust'. i don't know how to figure it word by word, i'm bad in describing something by sentences. But the essentially is... i hate liars and being lied by someone. who doesn't anywaay?? i hate knowing nothing.
but just get over it. overall i still had lots of miracles and pleasures lately, i've got many things i should be thankful for :)

have a great day people!
don't forget to spread the truthful words all over the worlds anyway :P

amateur

i want to have a really short haircut, please?

Is there any bunny in my tummy?
why am i so hungry like a puppy? :3

"Life is like dancing, when you make a mistake, you keep dancing"

Birthday boy

last 28th september was my father's birthday.
it would be his 54th birthday if he were alive.
i supposed to post this right on his birthday but i've been drowning in my school's activities lately, doing school's shits, erhh 12th grade truly sucks.

i miss my daddy,
i mean.. i'm totally miss to hear his wise words and also the way he carry me on his shoulder.
i lost his manly steps.

Someday when I’m all grown up.
You’re what I want to be
Then I will have a little child,
Who’ll want to follow me.

And I would want to lead just right,
And know that I was true
So, walk a little slower, Dad,
For I must follow you.

Happy birthday My man..

your spoiled girl,

laras
ps: kid loves daddy berrymuch! be happy there!!!

rainy day

It's holiday, and i can't control my hands

"si Kembar Dereisha-Deneisha"

(crayons, watercolor-pencil, markers)

(watercolor-pencils, blue pen)

(watercolor-pencils)

sometimes, papers could be as empty as i feel right-now.

(full colors snowman markers, origami, and lil bit touches of raindrops)


The sound of a Heartwarming Raindrops was waking me up this morning. really i ouldn't stop sniffing the smell of wet earth. hmmm so i jumped out from my nest and started scratching papers. what a Great DAY!

Have a wonderblast Holiday people!! ^^

beware of liar!

hello i'm back!

'hey, i'm cuter than a rat!'
that's my new friend, hamsterhead. He's funny and wants to be a chef someday. -_-

just if i knew how to draw fingers properly :_____(
would anybody teach meee?
i can't even make a fingers with my fingers.
seems so awkward. -__-

it's been a long time since i drew last.
i was drowning in my busyness, and i lost my mood for grabbing a pencil and having a chit chat with papers and eraser. i feel like i'm out of idea, i'm out of talent. yeah.. lately i feel so talentless.
I discourage my dream to be an art worker, but i'll keep drawing, for myself, and my kids later :)

owl

Philo and me

Philo to me

Me to Philo

aku tepati janjiku lip, gambarin kamu walaupun berbulan bulan berlalu, kamu telah menunggu, dengan gundah dan ragu, dan hasilnya pun kaku, nggak lucu, bahkan agak sedikit rancu, tidak bagus seperti gambarmu, tapi sadarlah itu kamu, si ulat bulu :3

makasih ya lip telah menyelamatkan ku dari lift yang mau menjepit badanku waktu itu hehe.
salam manis selalu.
'kamumanisjuga' hahahaha

'Jendral semut' and other random scratchs

bookworm couple

the (BAD) Remedy Walloni :P hahahha

Nah gambar ketiga itu berasal dari sebuah cerita. yang pernah juga di bacain di @traxfmjkt hehe.
oke kali ini mau tidak mau si Obin harus muncul kembali di blog sampah ini.
karena dia akan menjadi pemeran pendukung (tentu saja pemeran utamanya gue) -,,-
HAHA. percayalah sodara sodara. cerita ini sungguh horor mistis menegangkan memacu adrenalin sekaligus jenaka.

jadi waktu itu hari minggu adalah jadwal gue dan Obin kencan di Villa merah.
dan hari itu gue telat sekali.
sehabis pamit sama ibu di mobil gue bergegas turun dengan mata masih setengah matang.
gue yakin kelas pasti udah mulai.
tapiii.... TETOT!!
pas gue buka pintu... SINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG...............~~~
tiada pun satu tanda tanda kehidupan disana, tiada anak anak dengan mimpi fsrd yg giat menggambar, kakak pengajar pokoknya SEPI. ngga ada orang sama sekali.
gue mulai berspekulasi aneh aneh.
mulai dari Ternyata hari ini tanggal merah dan libur (masih wajar)
telah terjadi penculikan di bimbingan belajar vila merah (oke gue mulai parno)
gue lagi masuk di acara TV sebentar lagi akan ada gerombolan kru yg datang memberi selamat (-___-)
trus gue panik.
tapi akhirnya ngga beberapa lama IRIN datang dan Obin lupa ngasih tau gue kalo hari ini belajarnya di taman Gandaria -,,- oke gue sama irin menerjang angin menuju Taman Gandaria.

ohya. untuk bekal bertahan hidup selama 4 jam di vilmer gue dari rumah bawa bekal yaitu Muffin Coklat yang gue bungkus plastik dan gue letakkan dengan manis di tas gue.
ingat! ini adalah kunci dari cerita ini!!!

sampai taman Gandaria langsung ambil posisi masing masing gue memilih lesehan di bawah. tasnya kutaro dibawah kursi taman dekat pohon. (sekali lagi. ini kata kuncinya!)
oke tidak usah membahas bagaimana dan apa yang gue gambar karena gambar gue yg paling hina hari itu haha.
abis gambar langsung balik lagi jalan ke vilmernya kan. kita udah janjian buat makan bekal masing masing. berhubung kelas kita dipake ibu ibu entah ngapain kita numpang di kelasnya Irin, (bukan kelas gue atau obin, sekali lagi bukan kelas gue atau obin, ngga ada yang kita kenal)
lagi asik asik ngobrol sambil si Obin menyantap roti gorengnya. lalu gue mau mamer muffin coklat kesayangan gue yang gue bangga bangga kan sejak tadi. pas gue buka tas gue.
.......................
gue tidak bisa berkata apa apa,
cuma bisa ngasih liat isi tas gue ke Obin.
dan.
kita berdua lemas merinding.
melihat.
tas gue... sudah dipenuhi oleh lebih dari 1000 SEMUT taman yang mengerubungi muffin coklat gue.
gue yakin itu lebih dari seribu.
karena pas gue dan Obin tunggingin itu keluar seperti bubuk susu.
bener bener merinding berdiri bulu kuduk gue,
untung waktu itu obin pemberani.
kita berdua pegangan di kamar mandi. bilang 'ini cuma semut, kita pasti bisa, jangan takut,kita pasti bisaaa!!!!' (menggenggam tangan)
gue jamin kalo ada yang denger langsung mimisan saat itu juga.

hampir setengah jam kita gebuk gebuk tas gue pake sapu, akhirnya kita berhasil memenangkan perang semut sengit ini. dimenangkan oleh kubu manusiaa horeee!!
selesai perang gue membuang muffin itu, dan gue sekarang agak trauma makan muffin.
rasanya semut semut itu menghantui gue.
balik ke kelas, kita ngos ngosan, keringetan, kaya habis balap karung.
dan
tidak ada satu orangpun disana yang mengetahui cerita ini. HAHAHAHAHAHAH.
mereka bingung kita abis ngapain. mau cerita juga kayaknya ngga ada yg percaya.

but anyway.
jillion thanks to Obin :') for saving my life, (tes... air mata menetes)