Spiderwoman

simple but effective. And she almost trapped us all in the little chamber. 

Back

on set for another student short film. There comes a time when a day should not be shorter than 93 hours, and a human body should not need more than 15 minutes of sleep every 72 hours. And yes, this is the time.

Dance

with me. Now that the dance festival season started, there is little else you can do.

I think

 

I will let your imagination write this blog.

After all

it is still the month of love.

Impressed

by the girls and even though I did not manage to catch them at their opening night I am absolutely positive they did well.

This potion

will surely cure you (or kill you)

They say this is how it should be

(he lives, dies pennyless) - talking about artists.

The enchanted forest

in which the music comes from everywhere.

Catching

the moon with her song

Just trying

to keep you slightly off balance.

I know this

is not the best representation of the performance. In fact it tells hardly anything about it. But I guess that is the beauty of having a blog that is not dedicated to reflecting reality and the truth and nothing but the truth.
But now that I think of it, the more I look at the photograph, the more I realise it does not merely reflect my current feeling of the insignificence of life, but it is actually a good representation of the performance (does that mean I lied at the beginning?). You see, the peformance is all about a freshly graduated dramaturge trying to make sense of the world in which she has just found herself in. And yes, it is not easy.

Shadows and light

in the land of fairies at the bottom of the garden.

She had me

when she said to the TV crew, before the interview even started, that they are Monthy Pythonesque in their approach.

Street photography

'It is hard to say goodbye after midnight.'

Moonlight blue

shinning on the New York drummer from Zurich.

The slow

and soothing pace of the Tindersticks (Not to be taken too often).

Mental mapping (déjà vu )

Well not the photo, but the mental mapping thing. Only this time I was not only taking the photos but also doing the mental mapping/watching the performance/being a part of the performance - take your pick.

Sunday

photo coffee with friends.

Zaz

Je veux... je ne sais pas précisément ce que je veux.

43 years

of Radio Student with countless bands. I hope my 43rd will be such a party.

A concert (play, dance performance...)

a night, this photographer's delight.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words

I dunno. I guess I could write about how good the first half hour of Estelle's concert was. Before everything that was special was just sucked out and swept underneath (I really have no idea where it went). Or I could even show you one of my photos from her concert. Ok, I guess I might as well show you one.

 
Or I could write about how I was walking around town and stumbled across this girl I had a sort of crush on almost 20 years ago (you know, a lifetime ago, so far back into the past I only remembered I used to have a crush on her when I started writing this blog) singing with her band. Or I could even post a photo of her singing - on second thought, I might save her the embarrassment.

But instead I will write, or rather post a photo of (from) something I usually don't really think about, and don't care too much about, but my, how things change, and it is not just me becoming a grumpy old man. And just so I don't go on and on explaining in how many ways I disagree with the current politicians and their policies, I will show you the photo and let you think about the rest (and for those reading this blog who are not from Slovenia: the building in the background is the Slovenian parliament, the book in the hand is a Slovenian satirical play from 1910 which deals with politics of the time and the girl holding the book is a Slovenian actress who was reading a role in this play in front of the parliament) So, here it is:

Less noise

than he used to make, but the playful curiosity is till there in abundance.

It is only rock'n'roll

but I like it.

I like

the fact that the events are always different, and that they force you to think about what you are going to do with your camera.

The photo

I took,

and what I looked like afterwards (the photo of me was taken by Damjan Jermancic)

As if

staging a nonexistent piece can stop me from turning up and taking photos.