Outdoor exhibition

Probably will not work in the rain, but perfect for the weather we are having at the moment. Love to see art in the streets and there should be more of it, for this is in reality the only way to make art accessible to all. And it should be accessible to all. After all, how do you know you are not interested if you never went to an exhibition, a play, a performance or a concert, or went to only one in your school years and even then you went only because you were forced to and of course you disliked it, when you would rather be playing footie with the boys. So, thumbs up to this idea.

Dance rehearsal

in the warm autumn sun. Feel the sunrays and forget the winter is nigh. Enjoy the rays. The summer is coming to an end. Slowly. But until it does, we will enjoy it to the max.

The subconscious and the unreal

Some days the mind is a bit untidy and you might need someone with a flashlight to come and have a look what he can find... deep under those layers, in the undergrowth...

Just in

case you thought I have forgotten about this project of mine... well no, I haven't

The subconscious continues

even after the opening night... we didn't get rid of it and we will probably fail to do so in the near future...

Sunflower field

forever. Found this while cycling. Of course this meant I only had my phone cam with me, but I liked the field so much I am determined to return with my proper camera and try to take a photo or two with it. I think it was the first time I ever stumbled into a sunflower field in my life... I know. At my age? Preposterous!

My favourite moment

of the opening night. When we finished with the performance we invited the audience to come down on stage for a group photo... And many of them did... and then we got them to sign our posters... a bit the wrong way round, but excellent fun.

I wonder

what is going on at the back of his mind... Maybe we will find out tonight.

Rock 'n'roll

but without the drugs and without the sex... that's how the day felt... as if rocks were thrown at me for so long I could no longer take it, and I fell upon the ground and rolled down... down... lower... into the abyss... bounced off a few ledges on the way and splattered in the dark...
But they do say another day will dawn...

Bob Dylan

songs... Not much of his fan, but the more I thought about it the more I realised that it is really just his singing I don't like... But then I went to a concert of his songs performed by different bands, each in their own distinctive style, and I realised that I actually had a really good evening out.

Fisheye

A fish? In a photo shop? What's this all about?

Trying to catch a train

and missing it... again... standing on the platform, looking at it leaving the station

Watch out!

It is behind you!
It is coming to get you!
Run, Ryuzo, run!

Stumbling

through someone else's subconscious... No idea what you will find and where it will lead to...

Sometimes your own subconscious is lurking right behind you... Following your every move... Taking over a ghostly appearance...No, don't turn around! Continue with what you are doing...


Covering your eyes and burying your head in the sand will not help you escape from your subconscious... It will always be there... Overwhelming... You cannot hide. You cannot escape.

Learn to fail better

Inspired by Beckett, the two performers learned how to excellently fail to take gravity into consideration and hit the ground. I wonder if I could fail as well as they did?
(The text that is inspiring all this is Beckett's Worstward Ho... a short excerpt of this short work:

On. Say on. Be said on. Somehow on. Till nohow on. Said nohow on.
Say for be said. Missaid. From now say for missaid.
Say a body. Where none. No mind. Where none. That at least. A place. Where none. For the body. To be
in. Move in. Out of. Back into. No. No out. No back. Only in. Stay in. On in. Still.
All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

...

First try fail better one.

...

Then try fail better two.

Oh dear,

I seem to have withered away.

I am a cheat

but at least I own up to it at the same moment. You see normally (or usually might be a better word) I post a photo I take on the day of the blog post. Of course this is all made possible by the wonderful achievements in electronics and the digital camera. But this time I am posting a photo that was taken on film, with a very cheap looking (but fun) plastic Pop 9 Lomo camera. And it only came to me in digital form (so it can be posted on here) now. So here it goes, say goodbye to realtime updates* and trust me you see it almost as soon as I see it.
*(obviously this is a one-off (or maybe it will be repeated occassionally), so by tomorrow, it will all be almost realtime updates)

Emotional weather report

Wednesday will be a sad day...



...but by Thursday things will pick up.


(I stumbled across these photos at yesterday's opening (Ajda Tomazin) and I thought I would take a photo of a photo.... just to keep you confused)

Invited

You are all invited to a special public we-are-in-the-middle-of-the-process rehearsal, on Wednesday at 5 pm. Cankarjev dom. Duša Počkaj. I will probably be the one with a paper bag over my head (plastic is just to dangerous), but then you are all used to it by now.
Remember, no event can startle you as much as it may startle us.

Another day

at rehersals. Beckett & Freud are sipping coffee in the corner. Smiling. Taking notes. Every now and then they look at each other. Wink. Nudge. Samo & Ryuzo are having a picnic in a dark room. Occasionally Toni and Sunčan catch a shadow or a thought whizzing by. Hitting the wall. Climbing to the ceiling and falling down again. Exhausted. On the floor. Breathing deeply. Breathing quickly. Giving way to a new thought.

Let's dance to Joy Division

or, maybe, now this is just a top of the head idea mind you, let's dance to The Wombats.
Are you with me? Or at least behind me?

I rarely

photograph the public at events...so for a change and for all of those who want to see the public, here is one from yesterday's concert.

Emeralds

started a bit slow and repetative, but picked up mid-concert...

Cycling

and enjoying the last of the summer sun...

Reject

or fail better...

Rehearsal No.2

for me... The day I realise an audience will arrive at some stage...

Lomonade

a glass or two, and then take a photo or two, and have a little chat, and throw the frisby around a bit and then some of them couldn't take in no more... relax, enjoy, it is Sunday afternoon, picnic time, lomonade time...

When people

love their guitars and what they do keeps them sane.

Is it true

that an artist built a wall around the curator of this gallery?

Cycling

again. I only took four photos today (which is not a lot by my standards). And all of the ones I took, I took with my phone while cycling. (Can they truly be called photos if they are done with a mobile phone?). Usually I see something while cycling, stop and take a photo, this one though I took, when Tanja (yes for a change I had company on my short morning cycling tour) and I stopped at the lake for tea and coffee (but not sympathy mind you).  So this is where we sat for morning tea, great isn't it? Maybe this photo will convince somebody else to join me some other day...