A gentle

concert before I return to the hustle and bustle of what some people like to call the metropolis.

I was happy

that the good people from Krk prepared a concert I could attend while I was here, unfortunately I am not feeling too well during this visit, so I didn't stick around to really party.

While I was translating*

the text for this performance I failed to imagine what it will look like.

*I do not have in mind translating as defined by the Slovenian Ministry of Culture which defines translation as taking photographs, but translating in its old-fashioned definition: a process of translating words or text from one language to another). 

A performance

followed by a concert

What more can a man need? (Well, OK, I could think of something, but I will leave that for another time and another place).

After missing

last year's festival (I was in London, so I had a good reason for not attending), and the first few days of this year's (also not in Ljubljana, but not quite as far) I saw a couple of great performances on my first day back... Looking forward to seeing the ones still to come...

Part of the sculpture

park in Liaunig Museum, in Neuhaus,  Austria. Even though I never watched the Teletubbies this part reminded me a bit of their landscape.

She always

stays true to herself.

Life is a cabaret

on Sunday evening.

One

of the guests of the evening.

A familiar man

doing familiar stuff in an unfamiliar gallery.