I m working on new collage series….hope to finish it soon so stay tuned please….I’m gonna need some help with this one…

because I love my new camera, and I love Mr.B ( most of the time ) and I love it black and white also

I remember that time…taking camera with me everywhere…what a passionate year 2009 :)

It’s been a long time since I felt really good..I was fighting depressions and myself for quite a long time..Remember very well when the doc in Slovakia told me that its gonna take one year until I get back to the same shape as I was before the accident…all sorts of physical restrains caused that I was really feeling deeply stuck in the shit, and even thought I tried I just could not help falling deeper and deeper into some sort of mental shut down…BUT…since three days I’m not wearing any orthopedic collar, not even in the night…my physical power is coming back and simultaneously my mind starts to open up…I feel pumped up with energy and ideas, I started some new projects and wish day had 48 hours….and because it only has 24 I decided to start waking up early to make it longer….I’m trying to influence Mr.B so that he would change his habits and after long 36 years explored the beauty of early morning…it looks like this new life style shows it effects already :D

connecting hard drive with couple of years old files on a hot summer day feels almost as opening Pandora’s box…looks like I’m gonna spend some time digging through the memories…And I really could not help not posting this one. Hey raise your hand who never tried to make a Sally Man like photo :)

I remember how I was impressed by simplicity of Vito Acconci’s performance called Blinking piece which he did in 1969. The idea itself is so simple, present to all of us and so complex at the same time. The photos which were result of this performance are also nothing else but simple documentary shots, but there would be no other proof of this performance if no photos involved. As Acconci said: “Performance as ‘double time’: I see what’s before me in the present—I will see, in the future, what was before me in the past.” The idea behind this piece was to take a photo each time he blinked while walking down the street, so that he could later absorb the look of things he was momentarily unable to experience directly.

Blinks are like punctuation marks of the mind, signaling a pause in the activity in your head.
Assuming an average person is awake for 16 hours a day, and assuming that the average western lifespan is 75 years that equates to 657,000,000 blinks.
What is it that we don’t see in life just because we blink?

I loved that piece so much that I decided to do my one time blinking project and asked Mr.B to do it as well….It was long time ago in 2009 but I just came across those photos now, looking for something completely different on my hard drive. I believe it was not coincidence to remind myself about this idea at this moment of time :)

When God created the horse he said to the magnificent creature: I have made thee as no other. All the treasures of the earth lie between thy eyes. Thou shalt carry my friends upon thy back. And thou shalt fly without wings, and conquer without any sword.

“That day they made the grainlands of Laikedaimon,
where, as the horses held to a fast clip,
they kept on to their journey’s end. Behind them
the sun went down and al the roads grew dark.”

This wicked tongue says
God is a million miles away
This wicked tongue says
He can’t see my day to day

one wicked tongue said today that I can’t put my hands up, put them down, carry anything, pick up anything or bent down … NOW THAT’S WICKED :D

I’m enjoying myself growing older….I know if I looked at myself couple of years ago I would probably say “how boring”. Than I was in the phase of life when I knew things are changing and I knew that I was turning into”how boring” so I tried to fight with time in order to stay the same, to not change, to not be boring…and I kind of lost myself. Its like when you are afraid that when you say something out loud it will become touchable, it will turn into fact, the truth that you can’t take back anymore. I knew things changed inside of me, but I played a game for people around, and as they were thinking I have not changed I believed them and played even harder for myself. Until it got me really tired…And now I feel so freed from my own expectations by saying I like to sit in the garden, I like to stay at home in the evening, I don’t need to go party, I don’t want to go party, I want to go for a walk in the wood, I want to sit there and be quiet, I want to drink wine and talk, I like to listen to calm music, I love to be boring…And I enjoy doing all those things that I thought they were on the top of “being OUT” list just couple of years ago. It is so nice to not give a fuck about what is IN, what is cool, what is supposed to be and how…I love to go for a walk, and not talk and just look and have the close ones around and of course dogs….Now we only have two of them in the family, but I’m almost convinced to find a buddy for Mr.T, because I love to watch how pure and clear the relationships between animals are…..and I love to hear Mr.B cooking and Mr.T barking while I’m scanning films, life can be so simple-boring, so nice :)