Sejem starin Antiques fair

Z včerajšnjega sejma starin v Ljubljani.

Every Sunday there’s an antiques fair by the river in the charming old centre of Ljubljana.
These photos are from yesterday.

Nedeljski trio Sunday trio

Šele pred nekaj leti sem izvedela za daljnega sorodnika, ki je bil fotograf, zato sva danes na bolšjaku, pravzaprav sejmu starin, v Ljubljani kupila knjigo, njegov foto-dnevnik prve svetovne vojne. [slika 2]
Zares nas je veliko fotografskih navdušencev v družini! :)

Istočasno je na Gornjem trgu potekal še srednjeveški sejem, kjer je bilo živahno, glasno in živobarvno. Prava paša za oči! :) [slika 1]

V kokosovem olju ocvrte cvetače, potresene s kumino, poprom, zeliščno soljo in kurkumo za kosilo. Njami! :) [slika 3]

Tokrat le ta trio utrinkov z današnje čudovite nedelje. Več posnetkov sledi v prihodnjih dneh.

Only a few years ago I found out for a distant relative of mine, who was an enthusiastic photographer, so today at the flea market, actually an antiques fair, in Ljubljana we bought a book, his photo-journal of the First World War. [picture 2]
There are really a lot of keen photographers in our family! :)

At the same time there was a medieval fair going on at the square across the river. It was fun, loud, colourful and so eye-catching! [picture 1]

In coconut oil fried cauliflower bouquets sprinkled with cumin, pepper, herbal salt and curcuma for lunch. Njami! [picture 3]

For now just this trio of captured moments from today’s wonderful Sunday. More photos to come in following days.

Ne, Zoja, niso piškoti! They are not cookies, Zoja!

Medtem ko je dal Miro peči kosilo, se jaz nisem spravila peči piškotov, kot bi si morda kdo narobe razlagal [ali želel :)] glede na luštne škatle, temveč sem po (pre)dolgem času obnovila zaloge koščkov za izdelavo novega mozaika.

Samo trenutek nepazljivosti je bil potreben, pa kladiva nisem več dobila nazaj. :)

Kosilo se medtem ni prismodilo – krompirjevi zapečenčki s kurkumo in muškatnim oreškom na posteljici iz kislega zelja – in zdaj, ko so gospod odfrčali v nebo, grem s svojim pasjim pomočnikom oddelat še kratko popoldansko »peko piškotkov«. :)

While Miro was baking lunch, I wasn’t baking cookies as someone would have thought [or wished :)] looking at those cute boxes. After (too)long time I wanted to renew my stocks of ceramics pieces for my new mosaic project.

Just a moment of carelessness was enough that I lost my hammer and didn’t get it back any more. :)

The lunch didn’t burn meanwhile – potato roasties with curcuma and nutmeg put on a layer of sauerkraut – and now when mister has flown up in the sky I’m going to do another short afternoon “cookie baking” with my little dog assistant. :)

Novi izzivi New challenges

Lebdim na oblakih včerajšnje dobre novice in imam v mislih nove izzive,

nekatere ponovno po dolgem času, nekatere pa sploh prvič.

Naj bo vikend, ki prihaja, izzivov poln,
tako kot je polna miza vedno izziv za tisti posrečen ksiht na zadnjem posnetku! :)

I'm flying with the clouds because of yesterday's good news

and having new challenges on my mind,

some after a long time again, and some for the first time ever.

Let the upcoming weekend be full of challenges,
just like a full table is always a challenge for that cute face in the last picture! :)

Umetnost in denar Art and money

Trije umetniki, oblikovalec, slikar in arhitekt, ki združujejo svoja izražanja pod imenom CYP2C9, so tokrat soočili umetnost in denar.

Na sinočnji otvoritvi zanimive razstave, ki je simbolično zamenjala njeno zaprtje v, pomenljivo, prostorih Ekonomske fakultete, me je najbolj navdušil abak, ki je nazorno pokazal, kako kruto smo vsi ujeti v tem denarnem svetu, ki računa z glavami. Natančno in hladno se denar le meša in ne ustvari nove vsebine.

Seveda pa bi bilo tako enostavno okriviti denar. Denar bi lahko bil vrednota. Lahko bi bil celo umetnost, če ga ne bi razvrednotile glavne glave, ki glavarijo na tem starodavnem računalu.

In umetnost? Umetnost ne potrebuje računala, noče biti ujeta med prečkami dolgočasne preračunljivosti, potrebuje pa svobodne glave s srcem.

Three artists, a designer, a painter and an architect, who join together their expressions under the name CYP2C9, this time decided to confront art and money.

At last night’s interesting exhibition in the Faculty of Economics, where the closing was symbolically replaced with its opening, I was most impressed by the abacus. It clearly showed how cruelly we are all trapped in this world of money, which calculates with heads. The money just mingles on the most precise and cold way and it does not create any new content at all.

But of course, it would be so much easier to blame it on the money. The money could be a value. It could even be an art, if the headest heads would not head-around this ancient calculator.

And the art? The art does not need the calculator, it does not want to be caught between these bars of calculative dullness, but it does need free heads with hearts.

Odtenki zelene Shades of green

Ko sem bila stara 10 let, nam je tovarišica na začetku šolskega leta rekla, naj narišemo gozd, ki smo ga videli skozi okna na bližnjem hribu.

Malo začudeno smo se spogledali - pha! kakšna enostavna naloga je to - saj je bil to čas, tako kot zdajle, ko se krošnje še niti niso jesensko obarvale.

Ko pa smo jih pobarvali nekaj, nas je ustavila in nam dala eno od lekcij, ki so mi najbolj ostale v spominu. Rekla je, naj dobro pogledamo gozd, in bomo videli, da je v njem mnogo več odtenkov zelene kot samo ena.

At the beginning of a new school year when I was 10 years old a teacher told us to draw the forest on the hill that we saw from our windows.

We looked at each other with surprise in our eyes and we were all thinking - phew! what an easy task this is - as it was the time like this, when the tree-crowns didn’t get their autumn colours yet.

But when we coloured a few crowns she stopped us and then I got one of the lessons that stayed till now. She said to us, that we should look at the forest again and we’ll see that there are more shades of green in there than just one.

Kramljanje tik nad gladino Chatting just above the waterline

Šele zdaj, ko sta najhujša gneča in vročina vsaj malo minili,
sva si upala unovčiti eno od rojstnodnevnih daril.

Posnetki so iz Čateških toplic in Brežic;
ob prihodu domov pa me je pričakalo zgodovinsko obarvano presenečenje.
Hvala, Petronella! :)

It was only now, at the end of summer holidays,
when the worst heat and crowd are a bit more bearable,
that we dared to turn one of our birthday gifts into a reality.

Pictures are from Čateške toplice spa and Brežice town;
and a nice historically coloured surprise awaited me when I arrived at home.
Hvala, Petronella! :)

Še vedno vroče poletje! Still hot summer!

Z mami in sestro smo si za vikend privoščile
odlične doma narejene tortice in sladoled v slaščičarni Confetto.

Enjoying delicious homemade cakes and ice cream in pastry bar Confetto
in Ljubljana this weekend together with my mum and my sister.

Včeraj zvečer, danes zjutraj... Yesterday evening, today morning...

Kjer je hrana, tam je vedno ena in ista faca,

sicer z manirami in nadvse simpatična, toda popolnoma brez ponosa. :)

Where the food is, there’s always one and the same face around;

the cutest of all and with lots of manners, but with absolutely no pride. :)

Rumena svetloba Yellow light

Pred nekaj minutami je zunaj zažarel prav poseben večer,

ko se je za nekaj časa vse obarvalo rumeno…

Just a few minutes ago there was a very special evening light outside

when everything was coloured up in yellow for a while…