Fakhry Ibrahim
Bogor, Indonesia
Fakhry Ibrahim, or just call me 'ry' for instance was born just before the 90's era begun.
A man who during his life always pressured and heady with the hope.
A person who during his life will always be driven and covers by love, and perhaps even in death, full of love.
A person who in public shows the happy and smiling interest, is also when the night falls, when the town was beginning to return to their homes, when the vehicle has been in a quiet voice, he sat alone in his room, thinking and wondering the most unimaginable idea that humankind ever made.
As if the cast a list on his desk fate had taken since childhood, and disappointment inlove during his youth. When that memory came the promise and oath of allegiance, to his only love.
Sometimes it's because he remember, there arose a passionate inspiration of his spirit, as if that is what led to a barrage of inspiration to him in compiling his life.
Interested in Indonesian culture and heritage, now he's lived his life with a half-life, as a freelance researcher, writer, poet, and designer.
"Imagine what unimagine", that what always he said about what he do.
(Acknowledgements to Haji Abdul Malik Karim Amrullah.1938)