I first met Puty in my college days where I spent a lot of hours in extracurricular activities known as Liga Film Mahasiswa. Some of my friends introduced her as the-hipster-blogger-with-analog-camera. I remember one day, she left a comment on my old blog in Diaryland telling me she loves my writings. I don’t remember the rest, but I started reading Puty’s blog as the daily dose of insight every day, to the point that I added her on Facebook :)) That time, Puty even wrote a warning that she will only accept friend requests from someone she really knows. So, when I got my friend request accepted, I felt really ‘accepted’, haha. I grew admiration to her as time goes by because reading Puty’s blogs felt like meeting someone you already know for years (we’re both caught on CLAMP’s mangas, in love with autumn, and dream to write a book).
I always love how Puty weaves words and sentences. I love how her word of wisdom intertwines. I love her melancholic black and white photos. Reading her blog for years, give me a glimpse of a growing process, on how life and dreams can be adjusted as time goes by, of an imperfect life that is actually enough for ourselves.
But to be honest, reading Puty’s blog nowadays, sometimes made me really detached. Maybe because I haven’t passed the motherhood and emak-emak’s life. But I understand why she writes what she writes. The kind of writing and comic strips that she produced fit right to her daily life and the majority of her readers and that is one of the things I admire from her. She adjusts well in a time and place where needed. In a constantly changing world like now, that’s a really essential surviving skill.
The Pre-Order came with hand illustrated postcard :3
Receiving Puty’s book titled Happiness is Homemade a few days ago made me smile. The 160+ pages book is a full-color illustrated book that showcases her signature drawings and handwriting. I don’t exactly know how to review this kind of book, so l will list out things that I love.
I love how Puty subtly includes her preferences in the book.
I love how it starts and ends with simply, a bed.
I love how she makes puns on famous brands.
I love this particular page.
Most of all, I love how she bridges her worlds (and words) with her growing audiences.
Using her own word, in this mad (digital) world, happiness is not the only things we hardly find. Finding yourself is also a thing we question every now and then. In this book, Puty sprinkles small kindness with easy to understand writings and drawings, like giving hugs or stocking cold beverages to be given to the delivery guys. Untangling complex subjects such as happiness, telling warm stories of how comforting common things can be. Things that she always writes on her blogs so many times.
So, I want to congratulate her once again. For successfully bringing smiles to many faces, for successfully checking a bucket list, for still being herself in this mad (digital) world.