Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The foreplay, will now begin!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
i had a dream about these 2 last night. they hung out with me at a coffee shop. i seem to be dreaming big lately. in one dream i went shopping at the grocery with britany spears, we were total bff's. in another i was brad and angelina's nanny. dreams are cool.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Divorce Day Mad Dwarf
20 years Ljubljana The divorce day garden dwarf. He arrived in a new car. Arrogant, hollow and heartless. The dwarf was closing the gate that he had destroyed himself some time ago. At that moment it flew over to the windscreen of the new car, rebounded and landed on the asphalt surface. It was a long loop, drawing an arc of time – and this short - long arc defined the end of love
1995 Berlin She was the first woman that I let move in with me. All my friends thought I needed to learn to let people in more. After a few months of her moving in, I was offered to travel to the US. She could not come with me. We said goodbye tearfully at the airport with assurance she could not survive three weeks without me. As I returned after three weeks, she said: «I fell in love with someone else. I know her for 4 days but I know that she gives me all what you cannot give me.» I was banal and asked about her plans regarding our life and living together. As the next day she still had no answer, I kicked her out. She went immediately with her new girlfriend on holiday while her furniture stayed with me. Not knowing what to do with my anger, I bought finally at Karstadt this axe to blow off some steam and to give her at least a small feeling of loss – which she did not have obviously after losing the relationship with me. In the 14 days of her holidays I started to axe one piece of her furniture a day. The leftovers I let stand there, as an expression of my inner condition. The more her room became filled with chopped up furniture, and therefore looked like I was feeling, I was starting to get better. Two weeks after she was kicked out, she came to take the furniture. It was neatly arranged into small heaps and fragments of wood. She took that trash and left my apartment for the last time. The axe is lifted to a therapeutic instrument.
spring 1992 Zagreb In a Zagreb hospital I met a beautiful, young and ambitious social worker from the Ministry of Defense. When she helped me to get certain materials, which I, as a war invalid, needed for my under-knee prosthesis, the love was born. The prosthesis endured longer than our love. It was made of better material!
Monday, January 5, 2009
ill let them speak for themselves.