Iâm sorry for being almost,
for trying but not enough,
for letting time slip through my hands.
Some days I try, some days I fall short.
Turns out effort needs fuel,
and I was running low.
/ 36x36 project - Day 35
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Hope, answered.
Not the dramatic kind â the steady kind that shows up when patience finally pays off.
After all the waiting, the sanding, the second-guessing, this vespa is whole again. Every detail carries the quiet proof that the long wait was worth it.
What once waited now moves forward again. And in that motion, I found my answer.
/ 36x36 project - Day 34
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Sometimes I think the fear isnât really about being alone, but about what happens when everything slows down. When the noise fades, and Iâm left with myself longer than I planned.
Thereâs a home somewhere between still water and crashing waves. A suspended place where nothing is resolved and nothing is urgentâquiet enough for doubts to rise, loud enough to keep me from fully resting.
I stay there longer than I admit, ruminating. Letting thoughts drift like small ripples until one memory hits hard, sudden as a wave. Itâs uncomfortable, but familiar, like a room I know too well.
Maybe this is what staying means for now. Not choosing calm or chaos, but learning to live in the in-between, and calling it home until Iâm ready to move.
/ 36x36 project - Day 33
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Where I live isnât just a place on a map. It shows up in peopleâthrough their habits, their stories, the way they see me and the way I see them back.
Itâs in my momâs orchids, the ones she takes care of patiently, quietly, like a routine that means more than it looks. Somehow they always feel like home to me.
Itâs also in my cat, always around, always claiming corners of the house like theyâve always belonged to them. And in the rainâhow it comes so often here, unannounced but familiar.
I guess where I live is scattered across all of that. In people, in small things, and in moments that repeat until they feel permanent.
/ 36x36 project - Day 32
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Culture isnât always the big stuff.
Sometimes itâs the way I drink my coffee too fast, even when I swear I wonât.
The songs I know by heart but never learned on purpose.
Itâs in the jokes that donât translate,
the silence that means something only to us,
the food I crave when Iâm tired and donât know why.
I guess culture is just repetition with feelingâ what we do on ordinary days, until it starts to feel like home.
/ 36x36 project - Day 31
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Vincent Rompies stands at that sweet intersection where Indonesian youth and pop culture keep meetingâeffortlessly cool, slightly chaotic, and always relevant. He doesnât try to define a generation; he just lives in rhythm with it.
From radio waves to television screens, from jokes that land to moments that linger, Vincent feels like that older friend who somehow still gets it. He grows, but never outgrows the culture that shaped him.
What makes him iconic isnât just longevityâitâs adaptability. He moves with time, not against it, proving that being youthful isnât about age, but about curiosity and openness.
/ 36x36 project - Day 30
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Practicing slow speed at @bhismastr showcase đ¤
I slowed the shutter and let time breathe. Light stopped trying to be sharp and started trying to be honest.
At slow speed, nothing is rushedâ hands learn patience, eyes learn trust, and motion becomes a teacher instead of a mistake.
Practice here long enough, and you stop chasing the moment. You learn how to wait for it.
/ 36x36 project - Day 29
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The engine hums as the road opens up, carrying me toward green horizons. With every mile, the city loosens its grip, replaced by wind, sky, and the steady rhythm of moving forward.
I stop where the road thins and the silence grows louder. The bike rests, warm and breathing, while trees stand watch and clouds drift without destination. In this pause, motion and stillness agree.
Riding back, I carry a little of that quiet with meâproof that sometimes the best way to meet nature is to ride straight into it, and let it change your speed.
/ 36x36 project - Day 28
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The pedestrian bridge exists only as an in-between. Not meant to be stayed in, not meant to be rememberedâjust a pause stitched between two intentions.
Here, nothing asks me to decide yet. The road rushes beneath, sidewalks wait patiently on either end, and I stand suspended in the permission of not choosing. This is where movement slows into awareness.
Liminal spaces feel like this: unfinished, unnamed, quietly powerful. A place where youâre no longer who you were, not yet who youâll beâjust hovering, held together by rails and the soft echo of footsteps.
/ 36x36 project - Day 27
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Love, but in its đđŞđ¨đŠ đ¨đŠđđ§đŠđđ era đ¤
Itâs wild how life suddenly feels more complete when you have a person now. Someone to text when something small happens, someone who makes ordinary days feel upgraded. Nothing in the world has dramatically shifted, yet everything carries a softer glow.
Having a plus one hits different. Weddings are no longer a maze of polite smiles and solo small talk. Thereâs a hand to reach for during slow songs, shared glances during speeches, someone who knows exactly what that look means. Youâre not just attending anymore; youâre arriving together, wrapped in a story thatâs just beginning to write itself.
Then thereâs the convenienceâsoft, underrated, but so comforting. Having someone to plan with, to ask opinions from, and life feels less like a checklist and more like a conversation. Two calendars slowly learning each other, two rhythms finding harmony in the everyday.
And the feelingsâsoft, patient, unfolding. Not a rush, but a settling. A warmth that lingers, a happiness that hums quietly beneath the surface. New love doesnât shout; it whispers, and somehow that makes it feel even more real.
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