On the way to the mall to play some air hockey, we passed a man doing calligraphy on the sidewalk in water. I said that it would be very poetic if he was writing dissident texts, but my friend said he wasn’t writing anything like that at all.
Last weekend I went to Solo to see a new performance of the Ramayana that had been organized. More on that later because I’m planning on using part of it for the research I’m doing while in Indonesia this month–research that I hope to also write about here. For now, though, I’ll say that it was quite contemporary and did a few interesting things with the story. It was also really well done and a lot of fun to watch.