I Wayan Sandika and Wayan Sudarna Putra

new work young Balinese artists 
I Wayan Sandika and Wayan Sudarna Putra 

I Wayan Sudarna Putra "Si Buruk Rupa" (the bad face) 2012. 120x90cm acryl on canvas (5 panel)

Stunning self portraits of I Wayan Sudarna Putra, pressed to a mirror or glass plate, he shows uncensored his different faces, calling it cynical Bad Faces. Wayan Sudarna (born 1976 in Ubud) is one of the young Balinese/indonesian artists who wonders to question 'who am I', 'what are my inner motives', and dares to show the not always flattering answers. See interview with Wayan Sudarna 

I Wayan Sudarna Putra

I Wayan Sudarna Putra

I Wayan Sandika "Black on White" 2012, 90x140cm acryl on canvas

I Wayan Sandika (Bongkasa, Bali, 1978) newest work 

is about the relation between parents and children. Sharp, critical about busy parents, single (female) parent more obsessed with herself than with the babies, and neglect or even abuse of children like the smoking baby, a reference to the well-known recent You Tube movie of the smoking baby in bath tub. 

I Wayan Sandika "A.S.I." 2012, 130x150cm

I Wayan Sandika "Transparan" 2012 145x130cm 

Tanda Hati (sign of heart)
show of four young Balinese artists at Tonyraka Art Gallery,
Ubud, Bali. Till March 16, 2012

I Wayan Sudarna Putra

on Unsung Hero


interview I Wayan Sudarna Putra
from press release Komaneka Fine Art Gallery, Ubud, Bali, December 2010

Seeking A Cure Inside 


Since returning home from Yogyakarta a few years ago, I Wayan Sudarna Putra seems to have rediscovered a fragment of his past that for a while had disappeared. At his art studio (or warehouse?) he has again become absorbed in pages from his life. A stone shrine—with a Balinese offering and a glass of plain black coffee—sits in the protective shade of a lush and silent bamboo grove. Red stick remnants and ashes of burned incense can be seen scattered around. A pair of turtle doves lands to try and scratch out a living, seeking out bits of rice from the offerings, and then flutters away, engulfed by the clouds like a trail of incense smoke billowing up towards the clear sky. 


My arrival that day had been looked forward to by Nano since morning. A pretty woman (who is his loving wife) appeared bringing for us two cups of sappuccino. Wayan goes by this nickname because he has an odd hobby, sweeping the yard of his studio at every spare moment. At the same time he is absorbed in singing an old‐fashioned song ‘Don’t Feel You Can Do It Alone”. Meanwhile his two children frolic with a cardboard box mask, their other friends play gamelan music the best they can for a children’s barong dance performing around the village during every Galungan holiday. 


“Lots of things need to be endured,” he reasons. Coming home, to Bali, keeps him busy with traditions, gives him thousands of questions to ponder over. Resist? Participate? Be honest? Deceive? Be good? Be bad? Leave? Or just paint at home? It’s almost twilight, and we have already finished gulping down the final cups of coffee over a basket full of laughter. “So how is your life nowadays? Have you found the answers to those questions?” While smiling he replies, “It’s like this. At last what is invisible from the outside sometimes has its own essence. Let it be. Clearly it can be nice. Let all of it become perfectly complete as is. This is how things are. No more. No less. All along I’ve only been seeking a cure within. I have to face the good and bad!” 


So he finishes. I shake his hand and hurry home. So now Komaneka Fine Art Gallery has the opportunity to become a part of the (long) journey of I Wayan Sudarna Putra in ‘taking an inner journey’ that we certainly feel very proud of. Let’s hope that many lowers bloom along the roadsides. 
Yan