Sunday, September 27, 2009

Autumn city lights

I love Zagreb autumn. Seldom too wet, always fragnant and softly lighted. There is special aura of momentum building specific for after-vacation period, momentum of pending fun, of multitude of experiences, of heaps of autumn concerts.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Lemon Bird

I photographed this funny fella on my terrace few days ago. He had an indentifier ring on his ankle so I suppose he pulled a runner from somewhere to be photographed on my terrace. We gave him some seeds and he took some breadcrumbs and he was off to the next adventure.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Conversation Hook

I was taking my princess shopping for some new clothes and commodities yesterday when we came across this cute package of crochet hooks. 6 hooks for 7 kuna (about 1,3 USD). I was looking for something like this for a long time now, since I have such tight crocheting grip that I usually break partly plastic ones. I even made small trial piece to see if the hooks are going to damage the fiber but it went really well. Now I'm going to dream patterns for nights - untill I make time for some fine crocheting (biggest hook in package is 2mm)

Saturday, September 12, 2009

IX. Zagreb Aero Meeting

This year Aero Club Zagreb has 85 years. My offspringess and I went today to its bitrhday party to see how they roll. And fly. And skydive. And party. It was very educational and well organized and I am really glad that we decided to go. Also, beside nasty sideward gusts of wind that annoyed the performers of todays show, the weather was really great, warm and scented with Eau the ending summer.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Fishy sense of pretense

Took this picture of new addition to our family few hours ago. I wonder if this is the way we all see the world from our own personal space - as a place where we are never seen as a whole and in which we always appear horribly disfigured no matter how well adjusted to it we are.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

“People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.“

I have just read Neil Gaiman's "The Graveyard Book" and my face is still wet with tears and there is still silent void in pit of my stomach. The time to part with fears has come and this is just another sign, as many others that have preceded it. But this sign is clear and burns like a lighthouse beam. This sign is not here to show me IF, it is here to show me HOW.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Question of trust

This is my cat. His name is Constructor. As a kitten he was found abandoned on one construction site. He was hungry, dirty and half frozen. We took him in and tried to spoil him rotten but it did not work. He always seems so grateful, so moderate. I cannot help but wonder how clever his strategy really is; does this gratefulness really stem from respect or does it actually show inability to accept kindness of the world around him... We're not really talking about a cat anymore, surely you know that.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009


Sometimes, there are monsters in the night. Sometimes, we are that monsters.