Saturday, 16 November 2013

Au revoir STTR


It was on Saturday 17th 2012 that this blog saw its first post and many beautiful shots came along. Thought it was a nice experience, I chose to focus on other things. Therefore today, I bring you my last post on this blog. Thank you for a great year & Hbd S.T.T.R. 

Friday, 15 November 2013

Dissolving


Sunday, 10 November 2013

Syzygium Armaticum Manisé

A spice also known as clove or Cenkeh in Moluccan, you can see them drying in the sun along the road on pulau Ambon, and other Moluccan Islands. It is here were it all started, the beautiful cute and georgous smellicous spice was traded by Moluccans through Sri Lanka and Alexandria untill the Portuguese got tempted and closed the trade. It then only got traded by the Portugeuse in Lisboa and Antwerp.  The trade later became dominated by the Dutch in the seventeenth century. In Britain in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, cloves were worth at least their weight in gold, due to the high price of importing them.

Now you can find it how wonderful in your own cupboard were you can use it for you delicious cupcakes, Dutch Speculaas, Stews, Indonesian/Indian and other exotic cuisines. And not to forget for you smokers out there it's even possible to smoke it, it's called Kretek in the Moluccas. Cloves also reportedly imparts spiritual uplifting, warming and stimulation benefits. Why for example it's is smelled within the Jewish tradition during Havdalah (closing Shabbath) to soften the nostalgia when Sabbath ends. Besides cloves are also used as a medicine, chewing on the flower buds it will ease toothache pain and even freshen your breath. While drinking tea from cloves it will calm your stomach. But when pregnant it is advised to avoid the cute spice.......

Saturday, 9 November 2013


Friday, 8 November 2013

Last days of summer


Saturday, 2 November 2013

Rudjak Natsepa, a real delight

Before I travelled to the Moluccas my uncle told me what food and drinks I really had to try. Not only because some of it isn't available in the west but also because of the environment you are isn't the "perfect" environment to eat certain dishes. One of the dishes I really had to try was rudjak; a salad with a variety of raw fruit such as guava, mango, papaya, pineapple, kedongdong, belimbing (star fruit) and many others.
The salad dressing consist out of ground peanuts with thick red sugar. Sounds weird, I know! And it's eaten out of  a (wrapped around) piece of paper or on a little plastic plate. But my uncle was really crazy about it, when he started talking about rudjak, his eyes started to shimmer and it was like he was tasting it again. So it was one of the things on top of my list that I had to do, eating rudjak. "But not just rudjak" my uncle said; "nooooo, when you're going to eat rudjak you have to get it in Natsepa. "There you'll have a long row of little tents between the coast and the Salahutu district. And in each tent there's one person who makes/sells rudjak with all the patience they have, because time obviously doesn't excist in the Moluccas. It was a feast to sit along the water and watching how my rudjak was made with a magical sunset in the background. "Oh how many chilli peppers I wanted in the salad?" I said that one was enough and hoped that it wouldn't be to spicy, and so I tried my first rudjak in Natsepa. It was incredibly tasty and after trying it on other locations I came to the same conclusion; that yes, the best rudjak is found in Natsepa!


Hanal Pixán

Hanal Pixán, also known as Día de Muertos is a holiday celebrated in the Mexican culture amongst others. It is a 3 day celebration to commemorate friends and members of the family that have past away. It has been traced back since Pre-Columbian era and has been kept alive to this day.  Having lost two strong women in my life, I dedicate this to you C.C. & P.L.

Saturday, 26 October 2013

Lonthor, once the center of the universe...


Great visibility is a blessing here, steep drop offs and an unlimited amount of all kinds of marinelife. The seas around the Banda Islands are a tropical paradise with it's unspoiled corals it is one the world's richest reefs!
After diving and snorkeling around the world, this is the best underwater world I've ever experienced and I'm afraid that I'll never experience better? People like Columbus, Marco Polo and Jacques-Yves Cousteau sought the Banda Islands. The original Spice Islands and the most coveted destination on earth, particularly by the Dutch and Portuguese who colonized the islands and exported the indigenous nutmeg, mace and cloves. On all these Banda Islands you can still find a lot of VOC (Dutch East Indies Company) remains like forts and colonial buildings that are really intact.

The common nutmeg is a native to the Banda Islands, is the actual seed of the tree and mace is the innner reddish skin of the nutmeg. On the biggest island Lonthor (Banda *Besar) you'll find plantation with big trees full of nutmeg. Walking through the Island Lonthor  you'll see and smell the scent of nutmeg drying in the sun infront of almost every house you pass by. It's hard to believe that the small Banda Islands were the world's only source of nutmeg and mace and therefore the center of the world in the 17th century dominated by the Dutch. A funfact an probably not so smart is that the Dutch almost controlled whole Banda except for one Island called Run that was controlled by the British. At the end of the Second-Anglo-Dutch War the Dutch finally got Island Run in exchange for New Amsterdam (New York) in the USA. After this trade it didn't take long while the British were smart enough to transplant nutmeg trees to their own colonials elsewhere. And now you can find it in everyone's cupboard, it's tasty and healthy. While nutmeg has a small amount of toxin it is advised to use a minimum because it can take you into a very nasty trip that even leaves you behind with a more nastier feeling...

*Besar= Big

Trick or Treat?


Thursday, 24 October 2013

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Monday, 21 October 2013

Only the good die young.


By Justin Canning
Justin Canning Photography

Sunday, 20 October 2013

Bemo's, Beautiful Smiles & J.Bieber


*Kota Ambon has a gazillion-whatever Bemo's in all colours, riding through- and from Kota Ambon to all kinds of locations and back. Their all stacked with people and it's never enough when you think the bemo is full and ready for a ride, there's is allways room for one more and a huge bag of rice and/or a box with a living chicken.

Normally I get into a riding Bemo so I'm sure that it's not getting more stacked then it allready is. But one time I caught myself on getting into a Bemo that waited at Mardika station for passengers, it waited so long that the Bemo turned into a sauna and instead driving home people could swim home in their wet clothes. Anyhow I'm pretty tolerant but that moment I felt like I was the most dirties person in the world that really needed a shower ASAP. Not because of an obnoxious smell but more the idea having other people sweat rubbed onto me, Yikes! The weird part is that of all these rides I've taking I couldn't caught anyone smelling badly?! What's up with that?!
I've been travelling a lot and allways had to accept all kinds of (bad)smells from people. It kept me busy each time I got into a Bemo. Even the hitsingle "Baby" from Justin Bieber that was busting through each huge speaker in every Bemo and got sang along by schoolkids couldn't get me of the thought. Eventhough Ambonese people have so little they are very clean, washing themselfs couple of times a day. And Ambonese allways keep on smiling even when they have to wait a half a day to get a ride!

*Kota = City

Saturday, 19 October 2013

Remembering Bayon





One of the temples of Angkor, in the Siam Reap region in Cambodia.Built around the 12th or 13th century, Bayon's most distinctive feature is the multitude of serene and massive stone faces on the many towers which jut out from the upper terrace and cluster around its central peak. 

Thursday, 17 October 2013

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Monday, 14 October 2013

"You're not a Moluccan, if you can't eat papeda!"

That's what they say....
Back in the days when I was younger, pure and innocent and obviously crime didn't exist....right :-P
Almost every weekend I stayed at my grandparents and once in awhile we ate papeda, something that looks like wallpaper paste and tastes like...well..like nothing. Unless it was eaten with vegetables, spices and fish. It was made from potato starch, in the Moluccas it's traditionally made from sago or cassava. Only in the Moluccas it's possible to use sago and cassava, because the water in/around the islands contains a lot of minerals and that's why the water can get more hotter then for example in the Netherlands.

And there you have it on a beautiful sunny day along the coast in Suli, Ambon, papeda for lunch. Made by a wonderful woman named Lily who's perhaps the best cook on pulau Ambon I can tell ya that! It looked so good, it smelled so bad, and tasted amazingly! A ball turned around and taken out a ceramic pot with bamboo "tweezers" dropped subtle into my bowl and vegetables and vegetable stock soaked in hot spices got added. We all lapped/sipped the papeda out of our bowls, yes we lapped/sipped it out of our bowls with all the noise you can imaging 'cause that's the way you eat papeda. No shame in the game.

Saturday, 12 October 2013


Thursday, 10 October 2013

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Monday, 7 October 2013

Meat


By Justin Canning
Justin Canning Photography

Sunday, 6 October 2013

Snug as a Bug in a Rug!

That's how I felt when I arrived for the first time in the Spice Islands are now called the Moluccas. While sitting next to the window something I don't prefer I saw the Islands coming towards us, flying underneath a rainbow that welcoming us and landing on the most greenish island I've ever seen, Ambon. A blanket of full warmth conceiving that this could be a start of a beautiful journey.

(Photo taken at Natsepa, Ambon)

Saturday, 5 October 2013

A tale of urban exploration


It with coffee in hand and in good company that we went seeking for empty spaces, filled with memories of another era. Abandoned places that lay around the city waiting to be crushed by yet another condo project or a shopping mall. It seems to be the new trend of capitalism's evolution.

Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Satu Darah (One Blood)

After a small vail in the Moluccan community, while Museum Maluku was closing, the third generation was flagrant with the situation what I actually had expected. There's refreshing vibe going through the Moluccan community in the Netherlands I noticed this myself but also other Moluccans it's like we're repacking. Moluccans are making movies, books, music, clothing and jewelry with more passion then ever. All pretty awesome developments, something that must be kept supported and be proud of. Yet I continue to worry about the future regarding to the identity, will we maintain our culture as desired, will the traditions be continued or will Moluccans just blend into the crowd ...which is good to for some reason, but still. My hope is that there will be as much as possible documented whenever in books, movies, audiorecords etc. doesn't matter, keep documenting what you have and what you know because where will we be without the first generation? Are we then still one blood? Let loose, share your knowlegde for the next generation because sharing is caring and shame is lame. And I say it again; “Sometimes in order for something wonderful to happen, we must let go of the idea we have been holding onto of what wonderful is. We must close one door in order for another to open….”

(Photo taken from one of the members from Satu Darah Motorcycle Club)

Saturday, 28 September 2013

Montréal, je t'aime.




Dans une rue au coeur d’une ville de rêve,

Ce sera comme quand on a déjà vécu:

Un instant à la fois très vague et très aigu...

O ce soleil parmi la brume qui se lève!
Paul Verlaine, « Kaléidoscope »

Friday, 27 September 2013

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Monday, 23 September 2013

Abandoned Morgue


One of the things I do in my spare time is visiting abandoned buildings. Also known as Urban Exploring, Urbex or UE. It starts with discovering a location that may be empty and how this is particularly accessible. The adrenaline starts flowing through my veins and planning is therefore usually the most exciting because you do not know what to expect. Think of holes in the ground, hazardous substances etc. When arrived at the location it is natural to look for an opening, I never break in but do assume that there are always people who have been there before me and there is always a window open or something similar. Sometimes on a higher level that will require to go climbing. I do not know how many times I've climbed through toilet windows or through basements but it always gave an Eureka feeling. Once inside your heart starts even harder to beat because who says you're the only one in the building, avoiding an alarm and electric cables you name it. Continously on the lookout but there's always a cat or bird that scares the S#!t out of you ....
The best thing is when you can make the best photos without touching anything. Photos that will show the feeling of emptiness and a look into the past keeps you wandering what's next.

(Photo taken in an abandoned morgue, Belgium)

Saturday, 21 September 2013

Folklore Urbano



Thursday, 19 September 2013

Sun sets on the city



Sunday, 15 September 2013

Brindisi Urbex Weekend

Looks like everything is in a state of war!
"A state of war only serves as an excuse for domestic tyranny." ~ Alexander Solzhenitsyn (Photo taken in Brindisi, Italy)

Saturday, 14 September 2013

Zombie walk


This photo was taken at the 2012 Montreal Zombie Walk, where people walk with appropriate attire and zombie-like behaviour. The make-up and costumes are amazing! For more info: http://montrealzombiewalk.com/

Saturday, 7 September 2013

The valley through hell, White temple, Chiang Rai, Thailand

For more images on this serie go to www.biancalecompte.com

Friday, 6 September 2013

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Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Julia


Sunday, 1 September 2013

Blue Eyes



(Looking for more people to join my project check http://prod.natasjapattipeilohy.nl/index.php/project/beauty-takes-time/ )

Saturday, 31 August 2013

Chicken, a love story


Friday, 30 August 2013

Standing up

Katie Nelson is suing the city and the SPVM for political profiling, after collecting $6000 in fines.
Full article at http://www.forgetthebox.net/katie-nelson-interview/

Wednesday, 28 August 2013

Last days of summer

Enjoying the last days of summer ? well some of us are doing it ....farewell summer

Monday, 26 August 2013

Line Drive.


By Justin Canning
Justin Canning Photography

The PussyCat Club

London Baby... love Boudoir!
(Photo taken at Soho, London, England)

Saturday, 24 August 2013

Urbex chronicles


Friday, 23 August 2013

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Only an hour before this place was filled with people. It took 30 minutes of rain to clear the space. Then it became interesting.

Saturday, 17 August 2013


Thursday, 15 August 2013

Albalonga



Albalonga is the name of a wheelchair hockey team from Rome.
I was able to see and document one of their games as well as their training; I was impressed to see how fast the game was and how skillful the players were.
This year they classified fourth in the national tournament.

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

Time to rest



A peaceful corner of Frankfurt, my time to relax and think of life and enjoy a moment of silence

Monday, 12 August 2013

Night Rider


By Justin Canning
Justin Canning Photography

Sunday, 11 August 2013

Love is....


Love is the river of life in the world. ~ Henry Ward Beecher
(Photo taken on the love bridge with locks, Prinsengracht, Amsterdam, the Netherlands.)

Saturday, 10 August 2013

Mea Urbem




Thursday, 8 August 2013

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Sunday, 4 August 2013

An Ode to My Little Sister


"Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections. One who is content with what one has is always happy."

Saturday, 3 August 2013

The roots


Sunday, 28 July 2013

STEAMPUNK

A subgenre of science fiction and fantasy that includes social or technological aspects of the 19th century (the steam) usually with some deconstruction of, reimagining of, or rebellion against parts of it (the punk). That's Steampunk as a genre in a nutshell. (Photo taken for a fashionshoot, the Netherlands)

Saturday, 27 July 2013

It's about the simple things in life...


So after a long day of work in the the distric of Doi Saket, we decided to go for lunch. There was a view, there was some beer and some giant cat fish tom yum soup. Usually when it is over 30 degrees (more around 40 something I stay away from warm liquids but boy did we enjoy it). Getting to know people that dedicate their careers to help others, seing the wonders of Thailand and enjoying a cold beer, yep, it was a good day.