Pangea late January I never know what day it is and I mistake present for the future. I saw many pregnant women today and felt connected to those bellies for the first time in my life. The idea of a little alien life inside of a woman’s body always seemed sacred, beautiful, terrifying and very…Continue Reading “Island diaries: The Mother Of the Sea”
*2017 archives I can hardly move. Perhaps I am not moving at all. I am cold and weightless. There is nothing under my feet. I can’t tell if my eyes are closed or it is simply very dark. I touch them to figure what my eyelids are doing. That is when I recognize the dense…Continue Reading “Wandering Through the Black Hole With You”
“Do not cause excess noise near his habitat, that won’t get him to move.” Try to imagine yourself reading this warning. Where are you in that moment? Who is that stubborn lazybones? Let us help you – he lives between the oldest walls in Belgrade. He is also – according to legend – the oldest…Continue Reading “Belgrade City History Through The Eyes of an Alligator”
The year is 1932. On the edge of Belgrade, behind Vracar, there is a hill known as Veliki Vracar, the large, mysterious, forested area which at the time belonged to the so-called “Fifth region” (today’s third zone). On that day, however, a beautiful building appeared at the top of that hill, intended no more or…Continue Reading “The history of Belgrade’s skies”
On the 1st of September 1808 in Dorcol, the oldest neighborhood of Belgrade, a group of boys and their families had gathered to hear what the elegant gentleman with long hair and an even longer overcoat had to say. What he said will, centuries later, be spray-painted by some other boys on the walls of…Continue Reading “The Great School Against the Blindness of Mind”
To set the mood, we need a song in the background: In Serbia, we all know this song, and that means that it survived for 60 years. One of the most famous ‘shlager’ songs of its time was performed for the first time by Vlastimir Djuza Stojiljkovic for the needs of the movie he…Continue Reading “As Once at 8’ I Whistle Down Your Street And Stand Alone Under Your Window”
O tvojoj smrti me je obavestio mejl. Tog dana sam bila daleko preko okeana. Nije bilo glasa koji će mi sažaljivo izgovoriti tvoje ime u slušalicu, lica na kome ću naslutiti katastrofu, zagrljaja iz kog ću pobeći – već zbir mehaničkih slova na ekranu. Ostalo mi je nekoliko stvari koje smo delile: par patika sa…Continue Reading “Anatomija samoće za žive i mrtve”
Zaljubljena sam. Toliko sam zaljubljena da mi se povraća. Jadni oni ljudi što se stalno zaljubljuju. Naporno brate. Ovaj nemir u vidu vrućih noževa koji me probadaju i žigošu po celom telu je nepodnošljiv. U nekom trenutku, kako je lokdaun počeo da popušta, počele su da se održavaju tajne žurke po ostrvu. Konkistadori o kojima…Continue Reading “Šumski dnevnik Epizoda 4 –”
Mala dastaprimećateljnost: Sve pesme o životinjama su pomalo erotske. I sve su o slobodi i samoprihvatanju. To znači da treba da se opet rodimo svi u isto vreme, samo na ranijem stadijumu evolucije. Zbogom oblaci Zauvek se pitam Kuda idu sva ta jajca Kad ih divan čovek Veterinar Pažljivo odvoji od dlakavih stomačića Gde ih…Continue Reading “Životinjske serenade”
Prva epizoda Šumskog dnevnika se može odgledati ovde, druga ovde. Ovo je još jedan zakasneli tekst. Kašnjenje je problem retrogradne ličnosti – moj je mozak internet eksplorer i sve reakcije na spoljašnjost kasne mesecima. Jednom prilikom sam pisala o čoveku koji je mislio da je jaje i živeo u strahu da se ne prospe. Shvativši koliko…Continue Reading “Šumski Dnevnik Epizoda 3 – Oda rovitosti”