The Blora Beachhead

Deep in the humid sprawl of Blora, Indonesia – a place you wouldn't expect to find the bleeding edge of anything, let alone mutated digital art forms – a strange scene unfolds. Amidst the usual tourist shuffle at Noyo Gimbal View, Derry Gudha Dharma, some kind of local plaster visionary fueled by grant shillings, has erected a bizarre monument: The Nouns Piggy Bank booth. It's a foothold, a weird little beachhead where the square-eyed specter of the Nouns collective touches down in the dusty reality of plaster and paint. Forget cyberspace, this is about cheap gypsum and non-toxic acrylics under the Indonesian sun.

Little Hands Meet Square Eyes

And the locals? They're biting. Or at least, their kids are. The evidence, dated April 17th of this godforsaken year 2025, shows the operation in full swing. A small girl, braids dangling, hunches over a little white figure, diligently applying color. Her target? A Nouns piggy bank – one of those squat, vaguely humanoid shapes distinguished only by the damned square glasses, the 'Noggles'. An older woman watches, maybe bemused, maybe just glad the kid's occupied. Another snapshot captures a different child mid-stroke, sandals kicked off under the table, utterly focused on giving life (or at least color) to these peculiar plaster idols.

A young artist tackles a Nouns piggy bank at Derry's booth.

Evidence piles up. Days before the April 17th scene, on the 16th, Dharma was already documenting the strange ritual. Images capture the makeshift booth – a glimpse behind the curtain showing shelves stacked high with the blank plaster stares of Noggle-eyed figures waiting for their splash of color, alongside the messy tables where the transformation happens. It's not just the kids, either. Dharma himself notes, almost with surprise, "not only children, but adults are also interested in channeling creativity through the Nouns piggy bank." The infection spreads.

The Nouns piggy bank booth, a chaotic altar of plaster and paint.

The strange ritual persists. By April 19th, the scene hadn't lost its bizarre energy. More snapshots from the front lines show the activity humming along – a woman patiently guiding a younger girl, a 'sister giving instructions to her little sister,' as Dharma put it, both lost in the act of applying cheap paint to those ubiquitous plaster Noggles. It's relentless, this quiet creep of square-eyed oddity into the everyday.

The indoctrination continues: Guidance passes between generations at the Nouns altar.

The fervor didn't die down. Fresh evidence surfaced just days later, April 19th and 20th, confirming the strange ritual wasn't some fleeting mirage. More snapshots from the front lines: the Nouns piggy bank monster itself, green scales and Noggles gleaming under the Indonesian sky, presiding over tables bustling with activity. Kids, adults, families – caught in the act, daubing paint onto those blank plaster faces. One shot even reveals the price of admission to this oddball creative fugue: a sign starkly displaying 'Rp 10.000'. The machine grinds on, churning out converts one painted pig at a time.

The strange altar to Noggles, documented April 20th, 2025.

Savings, Creativity, or Subtle Brainwashing?

Dharma claims this is about teaching kids the virtue of saving money, fostering creativity. Noble goals, sure. But look closer. It's also a grassroots infiltration, slipping this Nounish iconography into the developing minds drawn to bright colors and the chance to make a mess. They take these Noggle-eyed piggy banks home, place them on shelves. Is it just a craft project? Or the slow, strange seeding of a digital ghost into the physical world, one plaster pig at a time? Hard to say. But Dharma's got his booth, the kids are painting, and the Nouns, damn their square eyes, have found another weird corner of the world to haunt.