This is history

Today is Slovenian Cultural Holiday and on this occasion here is a little tribute to the greatest Slovenian poet. I was lucky enough to witness the greatest Slovenian poet Tomaž Šalamun read in Ljubljana’s club “KUD France Prešeren” a long time ago. The biggest stir, poorly concealed rapture and what can only be called poetic high…

Goodbye

Four years ago I was at the Roma Film Festival. We saw “Her” with Phoenix in the house and “Belle & Sebastian” and then came the last film for us, “Snowpiercer”. I didn’t know in advance who the actors were, apart from Tilda Swinton. We approached the red carpet section before the screening. There were…

Peace, baca

Today is the birthday of Baca Zana, my paternal grandmother. Since her husband passed away on her birthday of all days, she stopped celebrating it long before she followed him. Today father visited their grave with his brother. There is a bit of snow. Peaceful. Photo: BM & MM

TINGLETINGLE

I’ve always loved a good TINGLETINGLE of a commercial. You know how sometimes you see an ad or watch a commercial, and when it ends, the punchline makes all your body go TINGLETINGLE? Nowadays it’s been overused and has seemingly culminated in heart-breaking pet commercials, but it was not always like this. If you grow…

Five Greek memories

Today I feel chatty. Here is a random Greece-based memory bouquet. To make it more challenging, stories shall be drabbles, of precisely 100 words. I notice that posts with more words than photos often go unread, or at least unliked (since this and comments are the only proofs of somebody reading). I know, merely looking is so much…

36 questions

I found the questions below in the attached New York Times article, and vulnerable as I obviously like to be promptly answered them. Whatever you do today, make it lead to love. Set I 1. Given the choice of anyone in the world, whom would you want as a dinner guest? Jeanette Winterson. Eddie Vedder. Dom…

I’m happy

I don’t always look back. But when I do it looks something like this. The photos are older than the poem. They are from the trip to Lefkas (Lefkada) island in Greece in 2007. The poem is from a recent summer. And the past is in the past where it belongs, only sometimes it raises its…

Ljubljana of my life

Today is the day when I can smell the snow. This takes me back to when Ljubljana, Slovenia, was home, snow was reality and all futures were potential. But first a short recap of last week on my blog: Several examples of what chaos can look like before the real chaos struck later in the week;…

Heartbeat of another

My relationship with books has always been rich and intense, and now the question arises how to take it to the next level. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another. —Rebecca Solnit I was always reading extensively since early age. Books were my friends. My reading might have been interrupted when…

WPC: Transmogrify this!

What I love most about having a blog is that nobody can tell me what to do, because nobody is paying me for doing it. Weekly challenge? I can come up with whatever I wish and nobody can call it silly or off the point. But first, as it’s become a custom, a short walk…

Take the Chair, please

Stol, German Hochstuhl. “The Chair”, this is what the name of this mountain means. It certainly feels good to sit down on its top. I was reminded of it this summer when we were driving home from our lovely day at Lake Bled and I took the photo above from the speeding car. Which peak looks more like a…

Waiting room

“Take Your Time”, sing Slovenian band Elvis Jackson, but this post is about the times I was waiting for the time to begin, as inspired by this post from A Faraway Home. First the song. The drummer is a bit removed but still cousin, which makes me very proud. In Slovenia, with its zero degrees of…

WPC: Nos-talgia

“Nos” means “us” in some languages and “nose” in Slovenian. Here is a nose our family fondly remembers. His name was Žak and he was our first dog. We found him in the trash the year NATO was crossing Slovenian sky in order to bomb Serbia, newborn, together with nine brothers and sisters, and ended up raising…

Future on the wall

Today Awa on the Road reminded me of my first visit to Roma and Vatican four years ago. On the wall of the Vatican Museum I took a photo of the map of my future neighbourhood, I just didn’t know it yet. After all, it was only the first time I met my internet friend. We…

Maja the Bee

Today I have three anecdotes for you starring the Slovenian designer with whom I used to work. She once called me the best Slovenian editor, so I could be biased, but unlike me she really is the best. She was on the designing team when Slovenian Euro coins were about to be manufactured. Before her meeting in Finland…

MM 3-18: Monochrome mountain madness

After a two-week break I’m glad to be back in Leanne’s Monochrome Madness collection. My stubborn way of choosing images according to my heart, not quality, might make some pros’ ears wiggle, but I really wished to see the skiing mountain from my youth a little bit better. Strolling the dog I encountered the familiar sights:…