Words. Pictures. Voice.
Sketching Cadiz, Costa de la Luz
A couple weeks ago, I submitted one of my sketches to a sketching competition. I don’t know why I did that. Probably because it was very easy to participate. No complicated criteria, no fee, and the submission was done in just a couple minutes. Also, I thought, nothing to lose, it’d be just fun. This was only my 2nd participation in such event. The 1st was long time ago, when I was a high-schooler — hey that’s like a hundred years ago! At that moment, encouraged by friends I participated in the national sketching competition held by the the Institute of Technology Bandung’s architecture students association. I was a second winner and received a set of (expensive!) Staetdler rapidograph pens that I’d use for the next 6-7 years. Yeah, at that moment, I still thought I was really good. Now, oh well, I know better. So probably I participated in the competition in my unconscious search for a post-retirement career — that’s me in my dreamy mode. Once awake, I am satisfied just by being a doodler, a travel sketcher.
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#Scholartivism: Traveling professor-scholar-doodler
My scholarship brings me places. In the last fifteen years, since I published my first international journal article, I’ve been blessed with hundreds of invitations from many great and generous individuals all over the world that enable me to experience new places and cultures and, moreover, engage with diverse people. Traveling has become my middle name. As soon as I started traveling around the globe, I have found my way back to my childhood habit, doodling. I used to doodle a lot when I was a kid. Thanks to my scholarly trips, I have been back to my true self, a doodler, a travel sketcher. When I travel, I sketch. Continue reading “#Scholartivism: Traveling professor-scholar-doodler”
Why did chicken cross the road?
Why did #chicken cross the road? #discourse reading Foucault, Bourdieu, and Couldry.