Ko zaspi.

Ponoči. Ko utihne Siddharta. Ko utihnejo Tabuji. Ko utihnejo Dan D. Ko prednovoletna Ljubljana zaspi. A le do naslednjega dne.

When the day meet the night. When everything is silent. And when New Year's Ljubljana fell asleep.

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Stephen.

Včasih se ne vidi niti pet metrov daleč. Takrat ljubljanska kotlina kliče po filmskih prizorih. Nikjer nikogar. Difuzna svetloba. Mrzlo. Stephen King.

Sometimes is impossible to see even five meters ahead. That's the time when Ljubljana's streets call to be seen as movie scenes. Nobody nowhere. Diffuse light. Cold. Stephen King.

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Beloved.

Še sem tu. Le na drugem koncu sveta, v moji ljubi Aziji, kjer je spet neskočno čudovito.

I'm still here. The only difference is that i'm writing this note from the other (the most beautiful in my opinion) side of the World - Asia.

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V spomin.

Padajoče lučke. Vsak dan v spomin. Za večno.

Falling stars. In memory of our loved ones. Forever.

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Bienale II.

... me je kar malo razočaral. Morda sem po obisku beneškega bienala pred dvema letoma, tokrat pričakovala (pre)več. Sprehod skozi paviljone in velike hale so me tokrat pustili skoraj brez konkretnih občutkov. Mnenje pa ima nekako skupni imenovalec - so (skoraj) vse države res doživele recesijo in v umetnost vložile manj denarja ali pa se pač nikomur ni dalo posebej ukvarjati z letošnjimi predstavitvami in so v Italijo poslale ne prav posebej posrečen izbor umetnikov? Nagačeni golobi. Neonske luči. Oljne slike. Zlomljena ogledala. Rdeče vrtnice. Na prvo žogo. In tako skoraj brez duše je bilo vse videti. Na žalost. In za razliko od (zares) redkih izjem, letos ni bilo videti posebnih presežkov.
A kakorkoli že. S tapravo družbo so Benetke vsakič posebej magične. Ko bi se vsakič znova lahko namerno izgubila med mini uličicami, tam nekje vonjala sveže kuhane makarone, opazovala perilo, obešeno med stavbami in okušala sladki italijanski sladoled, narejen v tisti mali družinski slaščičarni na vogalu.

... I was disappointed by the 54. International Art Exhibition of La Biennale di Venezia. After visiting biennale in Venice two years ago I probably expected too much this year. I walked through pavilions and big exhibition halls but all that art, presented there, left me with no feelings. No soul. Nothing special. Did they have no money? Or they just didn't prepare good enough work?
But either way, going to Venice with good company is always good decision. It's simply magical each and every time.

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Art Dialog: koncertna fotografija.

Ker je danes ravno pravi dan za muziko. In ker so moji koncertni večeri zabukirani šele v prihodnjih dneh, je čas za prijeten pozno popoldanski pogovor. Danes ob 18.30 me je Center urbane kulture Kino Šiška povabil v goste. Da bi z gostom po moji izbiri v okviru Art Dialoga - cikla pogovorov vizualnih ustvarjalcev - debatirala o koncertni fotografiji. Izbrala sem Žigo Koritnika, ker je enostavno edino pravo ime koncertne fotografije pri nas in ker je vzor za mnoge fotografe mlajše generacije. Zelo se že veselim tega večera. Zato vas prisrčno vabim, da pridete naokoli. Obljubim, da sem za Žigo pripravila zanimiva vprašanja. In ne pozabite tudi na vtise s koncertov, ki sem jih sama Pod odrom ujela nedavno.

Center for Urban Culture Kino Šiška invited me to be a guest at their cycle of talks about visual art called Art Dialog. And I accepted invitation. It will be great challenge for me. As a young concert photographer (check out my work on my blog Pod odrom - Under the Stage) I had to choose another photographer which will be my interviewee. I didn't have to think long to choose Žiga Koritnik, one of the best (if not the best!) concert photographer in Slovenia. We are going to talk about Concert Photography today at 18.30 at Kino Šiška. And I promise I prepared nice questions for Žiga. It is going to be a nice evening! Be there or be square! ;)

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Rožasto.

Utrinek. Ali dva. In še ena čudovita sobota na Art Marketu.

Two brief moments. And lovely Saturday spent on the Art Market.

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With Love from Holidays.

Včasih že samo skok na drugo stran Alp pomeni zares čudovite počitnice. Obisk tovarne čokolade Milka. Navduševanje nad največjimi slapovi v Evropi. Švicarska natančnost. Velikanski dunajski zrezek v vaški gostilni. Jutranji pogled na zeleni cvetoči vrt. Poslušanje LP plošč na starem gramofonu dolgo v noč. Raziskovanje zrakoplovov in navduševanje nad imenitnim Zeppelinovim muzejem. Izlet v Liechenstein. Sanjarjenje ob Bodenseeju. Gledanje grafitarskih filmov. In obujanje spominov z dragim starim prijateljem.

Jump to the other side of the Alps became a synonymous for this year's wonderful summer holiday. Milka chocolate factory visit. Visiting the largest waterfalls in Europe. Swiss precision. Giant Wiener schnitzel in the village restaurant. The morning view of the green flowery garden through the window. Listening to an old gramophone all night long. Discovering excellent Zeppelin museum. A trip to Liechtenstein. Daydreaming by the Bodensee. Watching cool graffiti movies. And most important - sharing good old memories with my dear longtime friend.

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