This Summer we were very close to Dubrovnik so we were curious how this town looks like in these awkward times of corona virus. After we had some coffee, we headed to an exhibition centre of war and conflict photojournalism. From sunny, summerish streets of the old city to rough themes like this, it took…
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#boymomdiarrhy: Ja dijete
Ponekad se upletem u vrlo zapetljanu mrežu misli… kad se duboko susretnem s njihovim pogledom, toliko duboko da mi gotovo dođe da skrenem pogled. Obraćaju mi se, oslovljavaju s mama. Pitanja su različita, a isto je uvijek – mama. Mama. Mama. Odzvanja mama. Zamišljam nešto puno odgovornosti, strepnje, ozbiljnosti. Gledam ih onako malene, nevine. Gledam…
Continue ReadingWindy summer day
My oldest son asked me about million times to make him a photo book of their photos. I promised him about million times I would do it and that same number of times broke a promise, always having some “more important” thing to do. Like the shoemaker has the worst shoes, same way a photographer…
Continue Reading#boymomdiarrhy: Orkanski udari bure
Nedjelja, 24.5.2020., Trstenik Nedjeljno jutro. Sunčano. Naizgled puno bolje jutro nego dan prije kad je krenulo s glavoboljom. Ćaća je taj tjedan radio svake dane po cijele dane. Osunčana i sretne, bistre glave, odlučim nam zamijesiti kruh. Topli, mirišljavi, domaći kruh. Jednako vedra i jedra, pitam svoja sunašca što će za doručak. Uštipke? Ma, može….
Continue Reading#boymomdiarrhy: Mala noćna muzika
Zaspao si lako, uz ciku. Za par sati čula sam meškoljenje, tko zna što te probudi. Kme kme. Cure su mi na druženju pa te ni ne pokušavam ničim zavarati. Brže bolje dižem majicu, spuštam grudnjak. Znaš dobro što ti se sprema pa počinješ galopirati nogicama, puštaš zvukove nestrpljenja u, a, dahćeš ubrzano i…
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My husband carried Pavle to take a shower with him. Because of the water, steam and the reflection I knew it would be interesting scene so the only logical thing I could do was to grab my camera. After they would be over, I was supposed to take Pavle so I took his towel straight…
Continue ReadingLife is like a box of chocolates / How I won a DFA award
On March 11th I went with my 2 and a half months old baby Pavle to the doctor’s to do the usual hip exam. If you would ask me what is he like as a baby, I would politely say he has certain issues. With… well a lot of stuff, like driving in the car,…
Continue Reading#boymomdiarrhy: Mamino zanimanje
Bio je neki dan u travnju. Učiteljica Sanjuška je komunicirala s djecom o zanimanjima roditelja. Djeco, što su vaši roditelji po zanimanju? Što je vaš tata po zanimanju? Moj tata je rudar, ko iz topa, cvrkutav odgovor. Što je vaša mama po zanimanju? Mama je… (stanka)… ništa. Kaže moj 8godišnji prvorođenac, moj ponos. Uputim preneraženo…
Continue Reading#boymomdiarrhy: Mother’s day
Zagreb, 10.5.2020. How many times I wanted to runaway, That many times, and one more, You pulled me back. How many times I wanted to scream, That many times, and one more, You made me calm. How many times I have torn myself in guilt, That many times, and one more, You responded with love. …
Continue Reading#boymomdiarrhy: Kako sam varala na Tvrtkovom ispitu
Zagreb, 7.5.2020., četvrtak Tjedan prije druge nedjelje u svibnju iliti Majčinog dana, u virtualnoj školi je na redu bila lekcija za OCJENU – opis lika, prema definiranom planu opisa vanjskog izgleda, kose, očiju, obraza, nosa i odjeće te osobina. I eto tako, kaže učiteljica, opišite, a koga drugoga nego vašu dragu majčicu. Ne poštujući preporučeno…
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