My house is being torn down in a few months’ time. I’ve been going through photos. Here are some of the highlights:
If you are wondering why there aren’t more people in my pictures, I don’t take pictures of myself often, and in the Balkans it’s actually illegal to take another person’s picture without their permission and I’ve always felt weird asking. I have pictures of a couple of friends, but they don’t want them posted on the internet. Don’t know why, could be Balkan paranoia.
This is also where I clean my paintbrushes. There are always a ton of them lying by the sink.
Two liquids no artist can do without: gesso and wine.
A friend from the UK sent me some bagels, because we can’t get them here. They were delicious with butter and kajmak.
Don’t worry, I have a better chair now (though two of its six legs are broken off).
I saw this in a grocery store and had to buy it. It’s an ironing board cover from Italy, with Audrey Hepburn on it. The caption is in Italian, and it says, “Some people wish for a big swimming pool. For me it’s closets.” Or something like that.
My two black cats, both rescues. The little one is a Serb and the big one is Slovene.
The only business within 3 km of my house is a fish restaurant by a fishing pond. Summer evenings I like to go there.
Even in winter the balcony view is amazing.
She’s a tough old broad! Don’t mess with her!
When I first got here I could not believe how beautiful it all was. I took pictures of everything.
It’ll haunt me in my dreams after I go.
- Painting in progress: suboceanic translucence
- Green, Grey, Red