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ohmm is a place to experience Javanese tradition and



Just next to "ohmm" the old Buddhist temple "Candi Sari" dated 778 AD is located which used to act as the monastic Buddhist community of the temple "Candi Kalasan" located in the small village of

Kalasan close to the Indonesian cultural capital of Yogakarta, not far from the Unesco world heritage sites of "Prambanan" and "Borobudur".

04/08/2026

The last group „Rythm & Revelry“ has left until late night celebrations. What remains is more than we could have planned.

The Nest — covered with stones. Each one a wish. Each one a presence. The nest will decay. The stones will stay.

The Hammer Board — complete. A pattern brought to life nail by nail, hand by hand.

The Spring Room — bowls, rice, wishes. No one will read them. They are already where they need to be.

Mom’s Room — the tablecloth holds the names of everyone who came. Handwriting that will outlast the room itself.

Three days. Three groups. One living artwork.

It is no longer ours. It is yours. All of it.

02/08/2026

Day two. Hands & Vision.

Hands from creatives, makers, dreamers who have spent their lives shaping ideas into form have been added.

The Nest, the board, the spring room, the tablecloth — all hold traces of them now next to our family’s roots. Each mark a gesture of trust. Each name a story.

Tonight, we celebrate not just what we make, but who makes it with us.

01/08/2026

The Nest is filling up. The hammer board is beginning to speak. The spring room holds secrets covered in rice. Mom’s tablecloth now carries the handwriting of those who came.

We started something together. It is already becoming more than we imagined.

MomsRoom

27/07/2026

We rearranged the space — to let the works speak.

Rooms and areas now hold a dialogue between art and fabric. The Indonesian textiles from our past collections sit alongside contemporary works — not as decorations, but as context. Roots. Reminders of where we came from.

This is not a retail space. It is a house of connections.

25/07/2026

Around ohmmstay, water springs are woven into the landscape — and into the sacred. They are the reason countless ancient temples were built here.

But the springs are not eternal.

Climate change causing floods on one side, dried riverbeds on the other. Extreme weather forces us indoors — watching nature from a safe distance, separated from what we once walked through.

River reaches below — to the springs running beneath the land, invisible yet alive.

A river bed made from Tirtotedjo Batik scraps, four patterns, seven colors. Stones at the shore, partially wrapped in blue yarn. Above, air conditioner tubes and aluminum fins reshaped into waves — sharp edges opposing the flow of water.

Aluminum particles spread across the surface, catching light like a glistening river at dawn. Beading below imitates bubbles.

But this is not real water. It is sharp. Dry. Monotonous. Dangerous. No life beneath.

It is a memory of water, recreated from fragments of what once was. All fake. All not alive.

Can we love what we cannot see? Can we protect what we have forgotten?

River — part of Forest & River – A Diptych of Degradation. Now on view at 📍ohmmstay until 🗓️15th November.

21/07/2026

We face the results of climate change almost daily. Rising seas. Heatwaves. Droughts.

Nature will adapt. But will nature as we knew it soon be just a memory?

This installation tries to remember. Dead branches. Green Lurik. Fake blooms without smell. Fruits you cannot eat. Roots that will never grow.

Made to look beautiful — but dry. Without life. Without emotion. Even the sound is an internet stream.

Is this how we will experience nature in the future? When we hide indoors, listening to recorded forests, looking at artificial versions of what once was?

Can a piece of cloth hold the memory of a tree? Can an artificial version keep something alive after the original is gone?

Forest — part of Forest & Spring – A Diptych of Degradation.

This new work is now on view until 15th November at 📍ohmmstay Tue - Su 10:00-20:00

On 29th July we are hosting a curator’s tour held by Bai and Joe, the creative duo behind ohmmbybai and their cultural s...
21/07/2026

On 29th July we are hosting a curator’s tour held by Bai and Joe, the creative duo behind ohmmbybai and their cultural space Ohmmstay .

Make sure you don’t miss the stories behind which features the duo’s own works beside their collaboration with eleven artists of the female art collective Empu_Gampingan.

Don’t forget to bring an egg shaped stone to this tour 🙏🏼

19/07/2026

We often hold clichéd perceptions of mothers: they collect, they save, they preserve memories. They prepare meals, set tables, decorate homes. The quiet architects of our everyday.

But what we see here is not just those actions. It is the care behind them. The soul of the house. The invisible labour of love that holds a home together.

This room holds two mothers. Bai’s mother, born in Yogyakarta. Joe’s mother, born in Cirebon, who crossed an ocean to Germany. They met once. Briefly. Then left on the same day, hours apart.

Here, they meet again.

A quiet Javanese table with six ordinary mugs, two plates, an old kettle — preserved as a memory of Bai’s mother. Crochet blankets and runners forming invisible guests — Joe’s mother’s presence woven into the room. Between them, a marble table holds memorabilia from both lives, side by side. It no longer matters what belongs to whom.

We surround ourselves with family, friends, guests. But in the end, we are alone with what we have collected — only to depart and leave everything behind.

But here, what was left behind has been revived. Given new purpose. Not as a museum of loss, but as a stage for reunion.

A room where what was never shared in life is now shared in presence. This is not memory. This is redefinition.

Reunited Moms — now on view at ohmmstay until 15 Novem 2026.

18/07/2026

For years, name cards accumulated. Fragments of moments, pressed onto paper. Each one handed over by someone who, for a reason, chose to connect.

Not data. Not a digital contact. A physical trace of a handshake, a conversation, a meeting — brief or lasting. Proof of connection.

The work holds 3,000 of these cards in the centre — sorted by colour and perception, arranged on five levels, one beneath the other. From a distance, they appear unified. Up close, their differences emerge: colours that shout or whisper, paper that gleams or breathes, typography that stands bold or stays subtle.

On the side panels, the names of those who handed over their cards are printed on canvas — row by row, line by line, monotonous, equalised by type. No name stands out.

What unites us is not sameness, but the choice to reach out. Hand to hand. Card to card.

Making this work was its own process of redefining connection: weeks of sorting, categorising, reviewing, adjusting, finalising. A prototype made from leftover wardrobe wood and dry cleaning hangers preceded the final three panels of jackfruit wood from our own garden — a quiet witness to the connections that have passed through this land.

Proof of Connection — now on view at ohmmstay.

17/07/2026

For our Redefining Connections event we are performing a new dance where the Parang motif - one of the oldest and most revered patterns in Indonesian Batik - plays a key role.

Parang comes from the Javanese word pèrèng — meaning „slope“ — referring to the diagonal lines that run across the fabric like the slope of a mountain. The continuous, interlocking S-shapes are inspired by ocean waves, symbolizing a spirit that never dies, a determination that never fades.

For centuries, Parang was reserved for royalty and nobility. It was worn by Javanese kings and knights as a daily reminder of their duty — not only to their people and kingdom, but to themselves. Parang means „war,“ not against others, but against one’s own desires. A constant battle to stay true, to remain just, to never give up.

In traditional Javanese court dance, the Parang motif is worn with precision. For male dancers, the slope runs from top left to bottom right — a direction said to „cut across the keris.“ The fold of the fabric is on the right side. For female dancers, the slope is reversed, from top right to bottom left, with the fold on the left side. This is not a technicality. It is an ancient language — a dialogue in cloth that ensures when a man and woman stand side by side, their patterns unite into a single, harmonious whole.

Now, for our Redefining Connections celebration, this timeless motif has been brought to life in a contemporary interpretation. Naturally dyed in classic Yogya Sogan brown from Jalawe tree bark. Stamped by hand. Made to move — for the dancers who will wear it, for the tradition it carries, for the future it still speaks to.

Parang. Never giving up. Never fading.

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Jalan Solo No. KM 15, Kalasan
Yogyakarta City
55571

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