Play nice, Planica

It’s Planica weekend in Slovenia, the biggest ski-jumping event of the season. Maybe that’s why my thoughts are jumping so much. Bear with me, there is a bottom-line. Not pretty, but it’s there. I feel all productive all of a sudden. I’ve organised my blog menu. See, up on the right? Many new items with subcategories, all…

Four movie months

Let me ruin storytelling for you: if bad things are happening now, good things will happen by the end. The opposite is also true. The End. — Seth Lochhead (quote reblogged from wildfiremovies) Recently I’ve discovered a film critic who I trust. I might not share her opinion on all films, and she is a major…

Fiction is a whale

Fiction was invented the day Jonah arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale. ― Gabriel García Márquez (quote reblogged from Logical Quotes) I seem to have a problem with fiction – writing it, that is, far from reading it. That’s why here are some…

WPC: Solitude standing

Alone, lonely, solitary, solitaire. Take your pick. But… Is there any other way? First let’s take a look at the past week on my blog, as is the weekend custom. There were: twenty examples of repurposing for last week’s Weekly Photo Challenge; a loooooongish mash of classic English poetry and Doors lyrics, because I can; a surprising…

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…

Should you wish to know

What are we doing? What are they doing? Does anybody know, care or plan it? Out of all possibilities, I was closest to believing that humanity was a computer simulation, a game, but even for this an agenda would be necessary. A developer. At least spectators. As it is, I’m afraid, we are not even…

Follow your heart

I tend to listen to the signs and follow my heart. So far, so good, said the man falling from the sky. First, one hundred words on how I’m not above digging for signs: Somebody must have thrown a pack of cards through a car window. They lay scattered by the road. One is by itself,…

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…

WPC: A tiny problem

In photos, a sunrise and a sunset combined and the full moon from two months ago. The one coming on Monday will be bigger but still tiny in comparison to almost everything else. But first, one hundred words that burst out today: “We’ve got a tiny problem, Jefe.” “Yeah, which one now?” said _____. He opened…

Choose to invent

Some musings on photography and life in the aftermath of the strongest earthquake in Italy since 1980. Recently Joey from Joeyfully Stated wrote a kind comment to my post. I mean, she does that often but this one made me think more than usual. She wrote: “I can’t tell if you only go to beautiful places or…

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…

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…

Five drabbles

A drabble, as I do it, is an exactly 100-word story, not counting the title. Five follow. Most of them were already posted on my first blog but I wish to have them on this one as well. There is something about this limitation that fulfils my need. Set limits to your child, or she…