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