Tuesday, June 29, 2010

sewing drawings is so punk rock!
no, wait... paper? scissors?

Sunday, June 27, 2010


your hands are my home.

I wonder if, when I leave a place, it still remains there, or it dissapears, recreating itself the next time I come

Monday, June 21, 2010

I don't trust men who express their feelings through music compilations.
(except John Cusack)
I think I'm spending too much time with people.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

it's not always easy being a bird.

"od svega više volim fabrike,
metal, gumu, struju, pogone,
al mila neka to te ne brine,
od fabrika još više volim te"

A Book About Brussel - the cover

A Book About Brussel

page 6

page 5

page 4

page 3

I feel sad every time I am leaving Brussel.
Even thought I know I am not going far away.
While the train speeds up, the people, buildings and trees lose their forms and turn into a colorful strip that passes the wagon window.
The wagons are rapidly filling with nostalgia.
page 2

I like cities.
When I start to feel uncomfortable in one place, I go.
Still, I usually stay as long as it is sunny and warm.
I like cities. But I don't like when it is raining.
The rain makes me sad.
page 1

I love Brussels when the sun is shining.
When I'm walking in the city or sitting on a bench, reading a book. Then I feel as if I am in a novel.

And now for something completely different.