Wednesday, 20 May 2015

I've got news

for all of you who were told happiness is a cigar called Hamlet, it is also a play called Hamlet, so why don't you trot down to your local pocket theatre and check it out.

Tuesday, 19 May 2015

The last

workshop in this series (and now we are looking at the horizon for new challenges). All that is left for us to do is organise the exhibition of the workshop attendees (official opening in Daktari, this Friday evening), and figure out how to fix the things that didn't go as planned during the workshops.
Anyway, see you at the festival opening on Thursday or exhibition opening on Friday.

Monday, 18 May 2015

I remember

my dad would tell me various anecdotes revolving around these guys and after seeing some photos from the 'fun ol' times' I did for a moment regret I was not walking around with a camera already at the time, but immediately afterwards I thought: 'I can do this now, with other peeps', so now I am looking forward to doing some good goofy photos soon.

Sunday, 10 May 2015

Bumping into

the right people at the right time, they took my mind off things for a while.

Saturday, 9 May 2015

Some people

came to remember
some came to express gratitude
 some came for the rock-n-roll
while some considered it an opportunity to dress up.

Wednesday, 6 May 2015

By the time you see this photo

you will need to start thinking at which dry cleaner's you have left your opening night suit, pick it up, call your special theatre date, arrange to meet her for a pre-opening night  dinner...
(and it goes on and on and on, doesn't it?)

Sunday, 3 May 2015

3 am

Sitting on the dock of the bay,
wastin' time...
But by the evening I was off the island, in another town, in a different country, at a concert, and in colour...

Saturday, 2 May 2015

Concert on the beach

Band 1:  Bass player from Buco i Kalasnjikovi

Band 2: Brain production

Band 3: bass player from Repetitor

Band 4: singer from Moskva

Friday, 1 May 2015

For a moment

I thought the time when people had jobs and some (what I consider pretty basic) rights* and were proud and happy to have them was back, and that celebrating this on 1st May would be a grand occasion, but in the end, it was only the band, me, B., another couple (yes 2) tourists, and
this cat that actually bothered to wake up.
Anyway people, happy Labour day, and hope we get our act together before we find ourselves in the brave new world.

* Some of which were gained in what we consider the rather backwards 19th (and beginning of the 20th) century, but most of which have been lost over recent years. 

Thursday, 30 April 2015

Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Friday, 24 April 2015

Black flags

ufff, I won't even go into the story that unwrapped in my head as I looked at them, so I will rather just add a photo of a Lou Reed moment that occurred at the opening.

Sunday, 12 April 2015

It is funny

how the moment I felt something was going wrong, I took out my camera hoping reality will fly into the distance.

Friday, 10 April 2015

For a brief

moment I thought that something else could take its place, but it turned out that was not the case.
(Of course it later turned out to be merely a momentary lapse of reason)

Monday, 6 April 2015

OK. It has been decided

This is where I am going to write my novel* (and considering the setting it will have to be one of the best romantic** novels of all time). Can someone please sort it out that I get it rent free for 3-6*** months?

* or possibly play (and most certainly a book of poetry)... Oh and I will take some photos and record at least some parts of a dance/poetry film.
** and until now I was certain that my first novel will not be a romantic one
***my stay might be prolonged if I get inspired to write/film/photograph/record/... additional things.

Wednesday, 1 April 2015

It is always extra nice

to see people at openings not only hanging out, but actually taking time to look at the exhibition.
Unfortunately on this occasion I was not one of the people to do this (but I know I will be back to see the exhibition), because I really wanted to go and see this guy
move to poetry (Grega, we really need to do the project we talked about a few years ago - we need to make time).

Tuesday, 31 March 2015


there is always a fight somewhere
 and there is always someone trying to scare someone else
and someone is always sad.

Thursday, 19 March 2015


I was so going to write a short short for this, but would you believe it. I really, actually, truly, cross-my-heart-hope-to-die, I-am-not-kidding-you-mate, did not have the time to write a single short play in the last six months (or maybe even a bit more). This needs to change, and mark my words, in the next six months I will write at least one.

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

A week

after going to an opening of a box in a suitcase (or more of them actually), I ended up at an opening of an exhibition of the names of contemporary Slovene painters in a flat.

Monday, 16 March 2015


you find yourself in a dream world (and you wonder whether a dream is sometimes not only a dream ).

Monday, 9 March 2015

Sunday, 8 March 2015

Small get together

with a few friends, a bass guitar, an acoustic guitar, some paintings, tea and beer. One could say: a quiet evening in.

Thursday, 5 March 2015