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Really admire Ryan Wheaton’s drawing style and decided to copy some of his drawings like his self portrait and Cat, as you can see, then decided to do a few of my own invention and really like them… not sure if this is theft of a style or an homage, but still… Good times. I always draw faces and always have a nightmare doing them… finally happy with an ear/nose style…

Thank you, Mr. Wheaton!

Thank you, Ms. Pugh, for introducing me to his work!

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WE DON’T NEED NO MOON CHEESE BABIES

What Is An astroNOT?

It’s taken me some time but I have finally found myself a name & movement that I am proud to stand behind.

astroNOTS

What is an astroNOT, you might ask?

Many of us are astroNOTS without even being aware. When we were children we were all told, “you can achieve or be anything you set your mind to.” However the unfortunate truth is that we were all lied to. The unfortunate truth tells us that very few of us will be afforded the pleasure of saying that our dream job is our actual job. Yes, as with everything else there are always exceptions but would our dreams be called “dreams” if they were as easily attainable as we were once led to believe? If our dreams were so easy to attain would they ridicule us for trying to see them to reality?

Today is the day that we take our dreams back from the dream crushers. To the little girl from Texas that always wanted to become a doctor only to get knocked off that path once she got to college. To the little boy from Chicago that always wanted to play in the NBA for his favorite team but was forced into an office cubicle due to his lack of height. To the young girl from Los Angeles that always wanted to see her name in lights but only gets to see her name on bills that stack like the money she wish she could make. To the little boy from Brooklyn that always wanted to become an astronaut… we are your astroNOTS. The ones whom the dreams alluded. The starchasers.

Now is the time for us to get.out.our.dreams.

Takut

Aku ingin berada di sana, di Sierra Leone. Menggunakan pelindung bak astronot, memerangi ebola di tenda relawan. Tak ada yang tau apakah ada yang berhasil menyelinap masuk ketika aku lengah, sehingga aku yang seharusnya jadi juru selamat pun usai sudah.

Aku ingin berada di sana, di timur Indonesia. Memerangi gizi buruk dan penyakit menular, sambil berjuang melawan tradisi dan false religious belief yang tidak logis. Membangun masyarakat dari segi pendidikan dan aspek-aspek kehidupan lainnya.

Aku ingin berada di sana, di Congo. Melawan waktu dan todongan laras senapan di kepala sembari memberikan pertolongan pada yang terluka. Sewaktu-waktu sebuah granat bisa saja menggelinding masuk dan menghancurleburkan tubuhku.

Aku ingin berada di sana, di daerah anonim di Eropa Timur atau Amerika Selatan, melawan keegoisanku dan mengutamakan mereka yang membutuhkan. Mungkin banyak binatang buas, atau justru manusia buas, yang siap menerkam sembari aku mengobati malaria.

Aku ingin berada di sana, di Aleppo. Di Rumah sakit yang luluh lantak akibat kebiadaban. Di tengah reruntuhan dan mayat bergelimpangan, aku berteriak sambil memberikan pertolongan. Itu pun kalau aku tidak termasuk korban.

Aku ingin berada di sana, berdarah dan lelah. Kusam dan legam. Dengan ranjau, napalm, molotov, dan machine gun yang berderu. Kalau kena, yasudah. Itu akhirku. Selesai.

Tapi ternyata, aku seorang penakut. Aku ingin hidup tenang dan senang. Aku ingin hidup lama. Aku ingin nyaman. Aku ingin menikah. Aku ingin ibu dan ayahku tidur nyenyak mengetahui anak laki-lakinya baik baik saja.

Hormat terbesarku untuk mereka yang berani menantang kematian. Salamku untuk mereka yang berlumur darah namun tetap berjalan. Doaku untuk mereka yang gugur sebagai seorang pahlawan.