The Face Beauty of Balinese Girl

The Beautiful Balinese Girl take on Bali Art Festival - Make unic face like bali dress and make up.

The Morning Happiness

Sanur Bali like Morning Happiness, Siluet Misty, Activity Fisherman and more you can look at Sanur Bali.

The Beautiful Beach

Nusa Penida "Cristal Bay" best Beach in Nusa penida with Snone Hole in the midle beach like Tanah Lot.

The Balinese Secred Journey

love, eat and pray this tradition in bali like a melasti and many more.

Mekare - kare or Geret Pandan

Tenganan Vilage have unic tradition like war that is Geret Pandan or mekare-kare.

Balinese Cock Fighting "TAJEN"

Unic Tradition only in Bali Cock Fighting.

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Thursday, May 19, 2011

Akankah Bali Seperti 111 Giga pixels

 Hanya sekedar mau berbagi - apakah Bali yang kita cinta ini bisa mejadi kota besar dan megah seperti kota spayol ini???
Mungkin saja - bisa saya lihat di kota macam Denpasar dan Badung pembangunanya sudah mulai menggila, polusi dan asap berbahaya mulai mengancam - kota ini saya tanggkap di mesin pencari, memang megah dan indah, tapi tata ruangnya juga tertata rapi, bagi meminan fotografi wajib masuk dan lansung jalan ke TKP untuk detail lebih jelas kota spanyol dan berhayal bali akan seperti ini kelak.

Merasa memiliki foto dengan pixel 12 Mega Pixels sudah lebih dari cukup, nah kota ini di tangkap dengan kamera 111 Giga Pixels bisa di bayangkan 1 foto lansung membuat HDD penuh dan RAM lansung jebol. Ayo kawan Bali kita abadikan pulau kita sebelum dan sesudah. :D Apel

Sang hyang Jaran Dance

Horse “Jaran” Sanghyang jaran danced a man riding a rocking horse made ​​of coconut leaf sheath. After the ceremony and the dancer is already possessed by the spirit gods of kayanan saddle horse, dancers will walk and jog with bare feet stepping on coals of fire-nginjak coconut shells are prepared in the arena Sang Hyang (Trance) dance lesson, dance is dlaksanakan when society is concerned about the situation Aalam . Tari Jaran Sanghyang have in Badung, Denpasar, Gianyar and Bangli regency.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Last Witnesses

Exactly a week today the death of a war photographer who has devoted himself as a journalist for decades.
Word Press crying, that was always humble.
Chris Hondros was killed while on assignment in Libya on April 20, 2011. The world has lost an amazingly gifted photographer and an even greater human being. RIP my good friend...you will forever be remembered.
 "War Photographer Tim Hetherington and Christ Handros ware killed in Libya last Week, Telling a story no one wants to hear."
Who is he!
Chris Hondros (b. March 14, 1970) is an American Pulitzer Prize-nominated phtotojournalist.  Born in New York City to immigrant Greek and German parents, both survivors of World War II, he moved to North Carolina as a child.  After studying English literature at North Carolina State and taking his Master's degree at Ohio's School of Visual Communications, Hondros returned to New York to concentrate on international reporting.
Since a year ago i love n interes this photographer boy.
 Hondros has covered most of the world's major conflicts since the late 1990s, including wars in Kosovo, Angola, Sierra Leone, Lebanon, Afghanistan, Kashmir, the West Bank, Iraq, and Liberia.  His work has appeared on the covers of magazines such as Newsweek and The Economist, and on the front pages of most major American newspapers, including The New York Times, the Washington Post, and the Los Angeles Times.

 


 Hondros has received dozens of awards, including multiple honors from World Press Photo in Amsterdam, the International Pictures of the Year Competition, the Visa Pour L'Image in France, and the John Faber award from the Overseas Press Club.   In 2004 Hondros was a Nominated Finalist for the Pulitzer Prize in Spot News Photography for his work in Liberia, and in 2006 he won the Robert Capa Gold Medal, war photography's highest honor, for his work in Iraq.  He's also been named a 2007 "Hero of Photography" by American Photo magazine, and was a 2008 National Magazine Award finalist.
 In addition to his photography, Hondros is a frequent lecturer and essayist on issues of war, and regularly writes for the Virginia Quarterly Review, Editor and Publisher, The Digital Journalist, and other publications.   Hondros and his work are frequently chronicled in the general press, including profiles by Smithsonian magazine, CNN, National Public Radio, The New York Times, and Newsweek.   He lives in New York, where he is a senior staff photographer for Getty Images, the international photo agency.  

This Some Best Picture on shot WAR PHOTOGRAPHER






Sunday, April 24, 2011

God Bless You Baba

"I once participated in the event he is, and feel neighbor, comfortable, and happy, but at one point I wanted to continue teaching, when collided with the bustle and activity is fairly solid, I began to rarely come to ASRAM for meditation and prayer, but I am always remember and do all that at home after work or school, nearly three years have passed, since I know and come to find out his teachings, and as of now he has returned to the bosom of the above, I hope he is peaceful in nature there, I still keep his picture wherever I go in my wallet: '(
hopefully this safe and peaceful nature,  My Sri Saibaba. Love You"


This i found in the Jakarta Post, just for the share.
Check this out

Revered Hindu guru Sathya Sai Baba dies at age 84

Aijaz Rahi, Associated Press, Puttaparti

Hindu guru Sathya Sai Baba, revered by millions worldwide, died after nearly a month of hospital treatment near his southern Indian headquarters. He was 84.
The news that Sai Baba died Sunday brought an outpouring of grief from his followers, including high Indian officials, who remembered him as a pious person who worked selflessly to help others with the billions of dollars donated to his charitable trust.
Women selling marigold garlands broke down in tears outside his ashram, or spiritual retreat, while devotees began flocking to the temple complex where the guru's body will lie through Tuesday.
The Sri Sathya Sai Institute of Higher Medical Sciences, where Sai Baba spent the past weeks on breathing support and dialysis, appealed for calm. Police, heavily deployed since Sai Baba was hospitalized March 28, kept tight control over road traffic and crowds. Shops were told to close to limit the number of people in town.
Sai Baba had a huge following, with ashrams in more than 126 countries and devotees in India including high-placed politicians, movie stars, world-class athletes and industrialists.
He was said to perform miracles, conjuring jewelry, Rolex watches and "vibhuti" - a sacred ash that his followers applied to their foreheads - from his halo of wild, frizzy hair.
But rationalist critics led campaigns against him, calling him a charlatan and his miracles fake. Several news reports alleged that he sexually abused devotees - accusations he denied as vilification campaigns.
Hundreds of thousands are expected to pay last respects in Puttaparti, where a funeral with state honors is planned for Wednesday morning.
Indian television ran nonstop news coverage Sunday of the guru's death, while officials and celebrities expressed sadness over an "irreparable loss."
"Sri Satya Sai Baba was a spiritual leader who inspired millions to lead a moral and meaningful life, even as they followed the religion of their choice," Prime Minister Manmohan Singh said in a statement. "The nation deeply mourns his passing away."
Andhra Pradesh state, where Puttaparti is located, declared four days of mourning, with its top official calling Sai Baba "a symbol of love, affection and passion."
"Sri Satya Sai Baba has given his great self to the service of humanity," Chief Minister N. Kiran Kumar Reddy said. "He will be remembered for ages to come by all sections of people all over the world."
Born Nov. 23, 1926, as Sathyanarayana Raju, he was said as a child to display a tendency toward spirituality and unusual intelligence, which he expressed through music, dance and writing poetry and plays.
In 1940, at the age of 14, he declared himself an "avatar," or reincarnation, of another Hindu holy man called the Sai Baba of Shirdi, a town in western Maharashtra state, who died in 1918.
As the young guru attracted followers, his home of Puttaparti grew from a sleepy village into a vibrant town, with the sprawling "Prasanthi Nilayam" ashram built in 1950, as well as a large hospital, a university and schools run by his Satya Sai Central Trust, set up in 1972 with donations from devotees.
The trust - estimated to be worth at least $8.9 billion and possibly much more - also established spiritual centers in the cities of Mumbai, Hyderabad and Chennai. It built another hospital in Bangalore, where Sai Baba had a summer home, and funded water supply projects in several southern states.
Though no successor has been named to run the trust, "there is or will be no vacuum," a statement released after the guru was hospitalized said.
Health woes over recent years had forced Sai Baba to cut down on public appearances. He survived a stroke and a series of heart attacks in 1963. In 2005, he began using a wheelchair, and a year later he fractured his hip when a student fell from a stool onto him.
Sai Baba was also mired in controversies, with several news reports about allegations of sexual abuse and fake miracles.
A 2004 BBC television program called the "Secret Swami" featured interviews with at least two American male dvotees who claimed the guru had fondled their genitals and exposed himself to them while claiming it was part of a healing ritual.
Though he denied the allegations and was never charged with any crime, the reports led some to break with the guru.
The ashram also said Sai Baba had survived an attempt aginst his life, with six devotees, including the guru's personal assistant, killed in his bedroom in June 1993 after allegedly trying to attack him. Facts of the case remain a mystery.
Sai Baba was never married and has no children. Source

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Bali a travel adventure

 Just want to share with friends, how beautiful Bali is in the form of real or be applied in the form of print media, books that I can see the record ancient Balinese community activities, it would be nice if your friends can see it,
The tropical Indonesian paradise of Bali has extraordinarily vivid beauty. Terraced rice paddies seemingly rise up to the sky, while silhouetted palms, still active volcanoes and volcanic lakes contrast with lovely beaches and lagoons. Balis temples, carved statues, and colorful art are evidence of a thriving culture that maintains its freshness and simplicity in a modern age. Bali: A Travel Adventure is an unforgettable visual record of the island and its people.

Bali Morning of the world

Bali makes me personally feel proud of the bali, natural content, and cultural phenomena as if rhythmically over time, I am just an ordinary person who wanted to love the culture of Bali with a sincere heart, I take this opportunity to see a book that tells bali "WHAT IS BALI 'view and noticed I was interested to share with friends Who felt the original Balinese people, Who live in bali, bali and outside though, this is the real Bali that set out in the form of images printed "BOOK" which given the title "Bali Morning of the world ". Hope can be entertaining, I attach the repro book that I had seen yesterday. Although already out of yesterday I still share because there may be some who can not buy or have never seen though, knowing the price was pretty draining the contents of the bag. Not intended to hijack the work of people "so I repro and minimize size," if there is more money would be nice to be purchased and used as our reference material to Bali.
We as citizens of the original Bali why would not serve to perpetuate the bali with changes that occur with media images, I personally salute the photographer out of the past who had to Bali and publish it in book form of international, if your friends would surely we can serve the bali "Ngayah" past pattern of images or Audio-Visual Record, because we can only pass on later pictures of our grandchildren, I can say like that because of changes in Bali have started fast, and very rapidly.
Let us embrace each other together to preserve cultural heritage in order to remain
immortal "steady bali"
Short Note
This book make me shed tears when he saw it, change it so extreme bali see from the pattern of life, culture and almost all aspects of rapid change.
This is my attachment of his book. Hope entertained and compelled her to participate preserve Balinese culture which we love. At least we still have a culture. :D. Apel




























Travels in Bali

The international airport near Denpasar opened in 1969 and initiated an era of rapid change that continues to this day. Signs of increasing wealth are everywhere. Once-peaceful towns are becoming noisy, congested, and polluted. Some superficial aspects of life have already changed beyond recognition. Bali hasn't been "ruined," but the changes are not always improvements. In the late 1980s, there was still a lot of the "old Bali" to be found for those willing to take the time and trouble get a little off the beaten track. Between 1985 and 1989 I traveled five times to Bali. On the last three trips I tried to capture the "old Bali" in a series of photographs. I began work in the most remote areas of Bali, where I was often able to photograph a way of life that has changed very little in centuries. I concentrated on recording the daily lives of the Balinese and did not pay special attention to religious festivals, as these have been quite well documented by others. The resulting photographs are necessarily personal and very much a record of my reaction to Bali and the Balinese, as well as their reaction to me.
One day, a young Balinese friend, K'tut Suarta, came to my guesthouse and said, "I came because I pitied you for being alone." I was touched by his concern, which underscored an important aspect of Balinese life: no one is ever lonesome. Much of daily life transpires outdoors, where there is a constant ebb and flow of people. Solitary work is rare, both within and outside the home. The Balinese do not really comprehend the isolation in which so many Westerners live. I find I need a little private time every day to recover from the intensity of Balinese social life.
The family unit remains the center of life. The strength of ties between family members is remarkably strong. Older siblings feel great responsibility for the welfare of younger siblings, who in turn defer to their elder siblings. It is quite ordinary for very young children to be entrusted to the care of siblings who are only a few years older, although one of the parents is almost always within earshot. Children also care for their parents in old age; social security schemes are unknown, except for small pensions received by government workers. Whatever misfortune befalls a Balinese, he can always take refuge in his family and earn his keep by simply helping out.
Waiting with friends before school.
No one in Bali lacks for physical closeness. More than anywhere I have seen, children are fussed over from birth until school age, by which time touching between same-sex peers is highly developed and remains so through adolescence and even beyond. Almost no Balinese, of whatever age, sleeps alone. Siblings sleep together, and older children away at school share a room and a bed with another student. While no stigma attaches to same-sex touching, a strong taboo exists against opposite-sex touching in public, except among siblings. Husband and wife are not permitted to show affection in public. Everyone is integrated into society: the deaf and dumb, the insane, the decrepit elderly. The clinically insane simply wander around during the day. They are the butt of many jokes, with which they laugh along. Serious personality disorders seem to be rare, however. No-one is institutionalized except for a small number of prisoners.
Life in Bali is simple. While hard physical labor abounds and "labor saving conveniences" hardly exist, life lacks the complexities of the Western world. The Balinese have a knack for enjoying the moment. Whatever happens, people find something to laugh and joke about. Even cremations are a festive time, although a cremation is almost always held long after death, the deceased having been buried in a simple grave in the interim. At work, the object is not so much to get the job done (which happens anyway), but to enjoy the process.
Children lean against a low wall in front of my chair shortly after I arrived with my friend I Kadek Nate at his ancestral home.
For several years I have studied A Pattern Language by Christopher Alexander. The book's principal tenet is that the built environment affects people's behavior, which in turn has profound implications for society. The book identifies 250 patterns of human habitation that meet fundamental human needs. Alexander believes that the environment must facilitate social interaction; many of the patterns he has identified have as their principal effect an increase in casual social interaction. While some of the patterns are quite clearly Western, I have noticed many of them in common use in Bali. The built environment in rural Bali facilitates easy social interaction by providing natural places for people to congregate. In addition, the flow of people in their ordinary routines tends to be channeled through a relatively small number of public spaces.
These girls are doing their work at a facility constructed by villagers for public use.
"Commonweal" is an important civic and cultural resource for the Balinese. Cooperation in Bali probably springs from a natural imperative. Relatively little of Bali is flatland, and only small parts of the island get enough rain to grow rice. To feed a large population, extensive irrigation works were required. The construction, maintenance, and operation of the irrigation system is the responsibility of the subak, the most important organization in any rice-growing area. An intricate balance between conflicting needs must be maintained in order to provide all paddies with enough water to grow two crops of rice a year. Such a balance can only be maintained in an environment of cooperation.
One in a series of five ceremonies dedicating a new family temple.
It is nearly impossible to overstate the importance of religion in Bali. Every morning and evening all across Bali, the women and girls of the family make and place, each with a brief ceremony, dozens of small offerings to the gods. Religion is the basis for most daily life. Even such tasks as growing rice involve religious ceremonies. However, as in most of Southeast Asia, the nominal religion overlays, not supplants, the original animist beliefs. Superstition is rife in Bali, although beliefs vary widely even within families. The Balinese are practical about their religion. While large and fancy offerings are made to the gods during festivals, once the gods have taken the essence, the Balinese eat the food. Religious celebrations are also feasts.
Religious festivals are an important social activity.
For those who come from polyglot cultures, one of the remarkable things about the Balinese is the great commonality of their experience. The consistent Hindu tradition, together with universally understood myths and legends (originating primarily in India) form a common ground for all Balinese. While the culture lacks the rich diversity of the West, there is a fundamental agreement about many aspects of life. When Balinese gather to deal with some conflict, they can begin the discussion with a presumption of general agreement about many fundamental values. Such assumptions often lead to difficulties in the West. Magic is a common art in Bali, practiced by a dukun [healer or sorcerer]. A dukun may practice one or more of the three common varieties of magic. Physical ailments are commonly treated by massage in a manner akin to chiropractic technique. Practitioners are often quite skilled, according to a Swiss doctor who has spent a lot of time in Bali. Another type of magic is a family therapy technique, used when one family member is expressing the symptoms of a family's dysfunction. Finally, there is "black" magic. While few Balinese are comfortable discussing this, many seek out a dukun to cast a spell for them, or to protect themselves from a spell cast by others. Bali is one of the great centers for the performing arts. Most performance pieces trace their roots to the great Indian epics, the Ramayana and the Mahabharata (which are Hindu artifacts). Gamelan orchestras are an acquired taste for Western ears, as they employ a completely different musical scale, but there can be no doubt about the skill of the performers. Bali is also known for its dances, which are much more complex than most casual viewers appreciate. Perhaps the tour-de-force of Balinese performing art is the wayang kulit, the shadow-puppet play. One man, the dalang, weaves a story from the thread of one of the great epics, speaks the parts of all the players, works the puppets, punctuates events by rapping a small hammer held between his toes, and conducts the orchestra. A great dalang is a man of surpassing skill.
While public health in Bali has improved greatly in modern times, malaria is still quite common, and infectious diseases pose a significant risk. Infant mortality is reduced but still high. Health clinics and immunizations have helped to reduce deaths among small children. Nutrition is generally improving, and government efforts to control disease vectors have had some success. Those who survive childhood are usually in robust health and often live long lives. Population growth is only just beginning to come under control in Bali. While statistics are not to be trusted, it appears that the population of Bali has approximately trebled in this century. The government's family planning efforts are highly visible and have recently begun to yield results. Grammar schools are closing or contracting due to a shortage of students. Whereas families of eight or twelve are still common, young couples tend to limit themselves to two or three children. Population growth is placing enormous stress on the carrying capacity of Bali, and quite a few families have been forced to relocate to less densely populated islands; usually, a large number of families from a single village will relocate simultaneously, carrying their culture and traditions with them. Life for the migrants is often terribly hard, however. Despite the impression the average tourist may carry away, grinding poverty is still fairly common in Bali. There are still a good many malnourished children, and a few who simply do not get enough calories. Many children are forced to terminate their education prematurely due to lack of money for school fees and the need for the child's work at home.
The work proceeds at leisurely but steady pace.
In Denpasar, buses, jitneys, cars, and motorcycles have proliferated at an incredible rate since 1985, with resulting traffic jams and some of the worst air pollution I have experienced anywhere. There does not seem to be any effort to control the problem beyond building more roads. I am sometimes amazed that the Balinese, accustomed to living and working in beautiful and tranquil circumstances, tolerate the deteriorating conditions. Westerners are often strongly attracted to the beauty and tranquillity of life in the Balinese countryside, and many have wondered why the Balinese would give up such an apparently idyllic life for the noise and bustle of modern life. Economics has a lot to do with the answer. While the indiscriminate adoption of Western culture is a limited phenomenon, Western influence is clear. Indonesian pop music has its roots in Western rock-and-roll, although it has its own wistful flavor. In the late 1980s there was a sexual revolution among young Balinese, and many of those who have reached age fifteen or sixteen have become sexually active. These affairs are usually serious, and quite often lead to marriage. The change is a significant one, although little discussed. Youth in general are well informed about birth control, and unwanted pregnancies are probably less common than in the United States.
Although the winds of change blow everywhere in Bali, Balinese culture remains largely intact and still enjoys nearly universal support. How much longer this will continue is difficult to say, but many Balinese feel that the essence of their culture will endure for a long time to come. I am inclined to agree. Source