I have no idea

how you see this, but to me this photo (not the entire performance) shows how trapped people have become  in the eternal darkness of what we still kid ourselves is humanity.

Some

Greek gods were sold to China, some are hiding in Ljubljana.

But in the end we will all be swallowed up by the dark matter, so it doesn't really matter.

It's just me

photographing. Oooops, no, it's only him coughing. 

First day of Focus

and we are three performances into it already. Seems almost as if fun is brought to my doorstep.

These guys

should really come round my place and clear up.

First day of Exodos

Will this tragedy (as most good ancient Greek ones) end in departure?

Love

A reality check before spring kicks in.

Reaching out

for the light in the sky.

Close your eyes

and I will tell you a goodnight story.

Bogdan Borčić

or my grandmother's brother. He had a great opening last night in Cankarjev dom. Of course quite a few of us relatives turned up and we took a few daft photos to honour his work (more photos). So, if you have the time and happen to be in Ljubljana, pop along to the exhibition (I know shameless promotion of a relative when I see one).

They ran

out of apples...

Where is this all taking us?

 Is it true that Slovenia and Europe (see flags in the background) don't care about their people? Well, it certainly seems so, for they are doing many things that would until recently have been unthinkable, or considered something that was done in a 19th century colony. It seems that numerous rights that our parents and their parents (and a few generations before them) fought for and which we took for granted (I know you should never take anything for granted, but you know I kind of got used to the idea of basic human dignity) are now disappearing, are blown out the window, flushed down the toilet, erased from the page they were written on,...

Luckily, some are willing to stabd up and say stop to all this. So if you are reading this blog, I would also like to join them all and say STOP to all this nonsense. 

And just in case it all goes down the drain, I thought I would catch an exhibition

and a performance before they close everything down (actually I know there is no way they will shut culture and art down, whatever they do, because people will always be innovative and productive, so I am sure looking forward to seeing many new things in the future).

Silhouettes

seem to be following me around, like some sort of artist zombies.

He came

out of the basement and into the world (and he brought his friends with him).

Let it snow, let it snow

If people see a sign inviting them to make a snowman

they just have to make one

because they know it will be fun 

and that for the next few days they will leave something behind that will make others smile 

It is hard

to imagine while looking at this photo, but the play is actually quite funny and I had a few laughs, several chuckles and even a giggle (this one is just to annoy one of my relatives who told me men don't giggle).

Sabir Mateen

doing his thing

and Žiga and Petra (and me) doing our thing 

Why it doesn't pay

to make plans. I was all set to go to the exhibition. In fact I was so set I even arranged to meet some people there. And this was not all, I actually hopped on a bus (first time since August) and was almost there. 2 stops to go. And then I received a text message 'Yo, we have an impromptu dance performance here. If you have time you are more than welcome.' Hmmm.. Impromptu dance performance? Now that certainly sounds like my cup of tea. There was no  time to think (and no time like the present), so I jumped off the bus, skipped across the road and hopped on a bus that took me in the direction I just came from. And the rest... well the rest you can see.

I wonder

what will happen next, and I bet you do to, now that you have seen this photo. If only you were there, you'd know :) (you really need to get out more)

Kombinatke

A force to be reckoned with

 and you probably wouldn't want to stumble across them in a dark alley as they raise their fists (well not if you are on the wrong side that is) to oppose the injustices in the world

on the other hand, you might want to join them

 and there is a good chance it will all end up with happiness and laughter

They say

a photo can say more than a thousand words. Well, I don't know about that, because I love photos, but I also love words. However, in this case I will use this photo to shut up those who will try to discredit the latest protests by saying only a few people turned up. If you want to see some more photos that I took at these demonstrations click here.

Exhibition

opening at my local cafe, which turned into a small party (seems this is the only way to stay sane (or at least put off the worries that are driving me insane) these days).

An exhibition

that reminded me slightly of an 80's party at Daniel's place in Maida Vale (at least I think it was in Maida Vale). It reminded me of all the gadgets and weird (but fun) stuff that one could find in that flat and that could sometimes turn into party pieces. (All sounds a bit Victorian now that I have set it out like this - you know theme parties with new scientific discoveries). But anyway, Daniel if you are reading this know that I remembered one of your parties and the little VW hippie van record player at this exhibition), so hello to you.

Another day

another opening. And the year seems to be in almost full swing.

Slovenian architecture

I went to the opening of the exhibition and started thinking about this while the architects were celebrating. This hospic (which is the only one in the country we are told) was built in 2010 and guess what... in 2012 it has already lost its funding and apparently it will close down. And this raised a whole lot of questions in my little head. How can a country with 2 million people not have even one measly hospic ? If they went and built it, why did they not make sure that there will be funds at least for the next 10 years (I would really like to say 20 (or even forever), but that is just my brain living in Neverland)?
I won't bore you with all the questions I asked myself, as I know you can think of many more, but I doubt I am the only one out there who thinks this is wrong.

It might be time

to see the forest for the trees.

Saturday evening kitch

for all you kitch lovers out there.

Friday night

and I set off to see the first exhibition of the year (What??!! The fourth day of the year and I still haven't seen an exhibition? Seems that the new Minister of everything there is in the universe has finally managed to turn me into a philistine.) And guess what? I got a bonus. I saw two exhibitions (but only one opening, mind you). So here is one photo of each. The first is of course a photo from the exhibition I went to the opening of:

And the second is, well, obviously, from the surprise bonus exhibition:

For more you will just have to trot down to Siska and see the whole thing.

Punčke

Nothing quite kick starts a new year like a good energetic concert that turns into an excellent post new year new year's party.

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Protestival

I wish more people came.

A planet

trying to land in the old part of Ljubljana on the first day of the year.

Happy New Year

and remember, sometimes you have to change your perspective a tiny little bit and you suddenly find you have stepped out of the darkness and into the sun (and I know that I need to remember this most of all).

Leopard man

in the midst of his daring and dangerous act.

Incurabili

in a small and intimate cafe. Just like it should be.