Cybertone: she's been online mostly not for fun.
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Footnote: That's a haphazardly reformatted Javanese formal dress she's wearing.
Janitorial work at her studio in New York. One of Beejay's private quirks is, she can sniff dust wherever, whenever, on whatever -- and almost obsessive-compulsively tries to whisk it away the instant her mental microscope encounters the thing.
One other genetic dissent from the rest of the family (yeah, I mean me): Beejay does love dogs.
In her loud living room with the best watercolor piece she ever yielded: Alamanda (2000). She's been known to the neighborhood as having contracted the disease called 'Imelda Marcosism', nonetheless Beejay turned down every offer to convert this painting into shoes. That's one of her scarcely-heard-of heroic feats.
Footnote: Imelda Marcos: Doesn't matter. But she owned thousands of shoes.
Futurology -- Beejay's hubby runs to the opposite direction from Wild Wild Wes (that was not a typo).
Beejay at work: the default sitter there, once she's stationed nothing could uproot and replant her elsewhere. Notoriously privacy-obsessed in the so-called 'real life' (a totally different gamut is run online), Beejay's studio is equipped with mental electrocution applied to trespassers. But the very restricted access excludes some V.I.P's such as my Moby. Beejay's own cat Fanta Gelo is in her favorite bag.
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Beejay at my front porch, 2003. It's true that sometimes diving into photo-ops mean work to her; but it's even truer that she just loves having her pix taken.
Beejay's candy house -- her entire house is splashed in all colors like these. Even her cats are multicolored.
In studio with a banner of her Dat Was Now Dis Is Then expo and Frustrated Feline (wood & fiberglass) sculpture from another solo art exhibition dubbed Every Dog is #1. Both were made & held in 2003. Her 3-D works have mostly been considered as 'art' pieces (in the oversimplifying Indonesian artsy lexicon this equals to zero commercial value), while her paintings are almost automatically get associated with what the pride and (never 'or') starving colleagues disdainfully dub 'the market'. Click here for a glance of how Indonesian art world ticks.
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With Pinky & Wooly Bully, a.k.a Dolphin's Kiss, a quite gigantic fiberglass sculpture; and Wooly Bully, a large oil on canvas painting; both dated 2002 -- two of her personal triumphs and privately dubbed masterpieces in a typical beejayish attitude: absolute disregard towards any public quip.
But this is a socially-dubbed masterpiece (no matter how you spell it): oil on canvas painting She's #1 In the Kitchen (2001). Collector of this sort of brushwork could always count on meteoric resale if he or she wants to remarket it later. Like all BJ's 2D stuff, this sample is immersed in everything beejayishly good -- often likened to Diego Rivera's best outcome, the fact is colors do anything she wants them to.
Footnote: Diego Rivera: Blah blah blah Latin American artist.
Proudly presenting her Crush, a series of oil & acrylic on canvas paintings in some colosally insensible tribute to Wes Borland.
Footnote: Wes Borland: Male caucasian American crawling around his thirties, besieged by innumerable sophisticated-sounding mental disorders, once pretended to play guitars for a noisy bunch of ear-wreckers named Limp Bizkit, on whose concerts he refused to appear without homemade rags and several tons of face-powder and/or masks. I'm with the majority here because my intellectual response to the crush and the nerve to exhibit it is $#@^%*)^#@!*&%! (Doesn't matter that there is someone out there possessing the Borland series by now. It anyhow sold, you see).
Having supper at my place with Moby
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Footnote: Dylan Thomas: poet. Maya Angelou: poetic feminist. George Orwell: political novelist. Michel Foucault: postmodernist. Clifford Geertz: anthropologist. Friedrich Nietzsche: insane dead German who, some said, did philosophy. The Cosmopolitan thing: Indonesian edition. Beejay's on page 164 to 166, November 2003.
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