monday

the monday started strange.emails that i wish i could write in my language, generally a desire today to speak and write in my own language.i feel certainly that my language got impoverished by spending my time in Italy and it couldn’t be different.dragging a suitcase filled with books every time i come from Balkans doesn’t help that much, it just feeds up my melancholy.

Istanbul in it’s essence.

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supercimba ; same here e a dirti vero a me manca un pò il sedermi per due ore a fare la colazione senza sentirmi in colpa, ma le fette biscottate no eh!io ci indugio pure sulla mortadella all mattina.

marta ; oh that would be a good idea.definitely a good one.Argentina&warmth&sweets &good company.

tracciamenti ; è un super piacere averti qui.

bukay ; thanks!

i have to show you this.

family business.

Sisyphus job

every time  i think i made it and try to update my site, something comes up.or i ain’t satisfied,or i think there’s too little stuff or too much stuff or there are stupid spots of dirt on every picture, due to dirtiest camera or there’s an awful light.

but then i think where was i a year ago and just say to myself.oh bloody shut up and move on.so, i’m working, working, working on it.

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supercimba ; l’avevo capito un po, però ragazza, voglio dire, facci sapere cosa fai nelle ore normali.tipo ora della colazione.io sono proprio curiosa che cacchio mangi e se leggi tutte le scatole dei cereali come faccio io.purtroppo ancora dalle elementari..

Juliette ; dark glitter is the best glitter, who doesn’t understand it, it’s not our friend :)

Marta ; so how’s treating you the southern hemisphere?lucky you girl!Argentina is on my top wish list.eat some sweets for me too.

night colour

at night i find less obvious what i can do with colours.i don’t know if it makes sense, i hope so.

teenage kicks

i started my day in a shop that has some nice things and a really really unbelievably snob, gelid and freaked out employee that I have ever encountered and that has almost ruined my day.i’m really sensible to that shit.you know the look&talk “you don’t have money for our diptygue candles”. after some profund thinking i just sneaked out to nearest bar that i know has the most kind barman and makes more awesome cappuccino so the day could restart again.i was circling around this area because there’s A birthday in less then 15 days and that means panic! panic! although sweet kind of panic.

So i was just grumbling and grumbling around and then i called my friend for a lunch and we had a bengalese sushi till we had enough.that candle issue got settled immediately.

then i got home and fed my eurasian collared doves that when i started to feed when they chopped out all the trees in near area, were like five.now they’re twenty five and there’s always Hitchcock sort of scene when i go out with their food.yeah.but i love them.

i’m so hungry now that i’ll have to leave you, but we got only apples and cauliflower in refrigerator,but fear not, this looks like a great recipe.

first coffee&cigarettes.haha.um,no cigarettes.unfortunately i don’t smoke.

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cimba  ; ma come stai cara?mi fa piacere che giri qui intorno.plivz posta qualche foto su flickr che io      capisca.damn it! :)

juliette ; so nice to have you around miss!it’s fun for me to blurb here.

watch me

i totally ended up my day off with flu.i just got out in garden to picture a photo of my only garden rose and i almost left this earthly life due to cough.so i got back inside and dedicated my precious time to my ever-growing collection of fake watches.

the green watch is russian, i paid it quite a bit, it doesn’t work, but that obviously doesn’t stop me for being in love with it.grey/metal watch was given me to my colleague when we worked in a design studio that sucked our blood and left us with nothing but scratches on our heads, so we would go into archive and dedicate our laughs to old perv stuff, numerous coffees and chiefs evian. pink watch is from Misako Mimoko and i love it.it shows my dearest hour, 5 pm, when i take a nap usually.the black watch is my grandmothers watch and is the most dearest to my heart, it is also russian, and it is so small you can’t almost read the clock.

whilst shaking her Parkinsons hands my grandmother would make bread and the watch would soak up in flour and water and salt and would still work perfectly.then she would put bread into oven and ask me what time is it as hands would still shook and with her strange glasses she wouldn’t be capable of looking at it.so i would get up from the table, cough on watch, clean it off with my sleeve and tell her the hour.we would repeat this every day.it was given to my by my mother for my 30th birthday and i always felt it belonged to me.

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Mette/ungt blod ; those squids boiled in water with some clove and added to boiled potatoes with     some onion, extravirgin olive oil,salt and just a drop of vinegar are to die for.

la_sale_bete ; thanks for being so super kind.

C ; thanks for the best emails and welcomes.