SL-WEEK 30: Oh-range

The orange of the sun about to set is my favourite orange, especially when it hits the buildings of Roma.

As a bonus, a sunset from Piran, and to anybody who needs it, some home-made fire.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 30: Orange

SL-WEEK 28: Imma ruin your music

My mother is many things, including a rapper. This post is dedicated to her and my cheek to put her and the spirit of Ms. Banks in the same post.

This is a test for mom to see if she can be new lunch. (ADD-IT: I found this lady online! She is NOT my mother!!)

Since this is photo challenge on the subject of music and some would argue that rap is not it, here are a few images on other kinds:

A German inquiry on a Ljubljana wall into where all the sevdah (a kind of Bosnian folk music) has gone

Mom doing Mina’s Mille bolle blu by blowing bubbles in the water. It WAS New Year’s Eve.

Mom and dad doing their dance ❤ with festive but fireworks-terrified bestia watching

And to finish, since this post won’t be winning any photo contests (for some reason I can’t train my camera to do indoor moving images right): beeeep-beeeeeeeep, alert, trigger warning, parental advisory, all you can think of. Better off, stop right here. But there is ukulele. Actually, I’m not a n(eg)ative speaker, I wouldn’t know what this is all about.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 28: Music

It is hard for me to discuss pride, especially of having done well. I had a kind of Stendhal syndrome, or what Wiki tells me is called hyperkulturemia visiting the places below. And what I feel viewing the images I captured there is as close to pride as I’ve ever come. No matter how little I had to do with it. Other than come and click. That’s why the title of this post is Pridem. In my language it means Coming.
Vatican museum
Colosseum, Roma
Pantheon, Roma
Ponte Vecchio, Firenze
Piazza Anfiteatro, Lucca
Lucca Cathedral
Orvieto Cathedral
Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 27: Pride

SL-WEEK 25: Macro for Marco

Since amore celebrates tomorrow, I thought it best to dedicate this macro post to him seeing that he is named accordingly and I have just recently discovered the flower button. Beware. As in life, however, there are also thorns, spiders and computers. And not everything is clear-cut.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 25: Macro

SL-WEEK 24: Vintage mobile machines

This year on my birthday in May my parents took me (or I took them?) to observe the Mille miglia vintage car race as it was passing Tuscany. I took a million photos and yet have not investigated online to see whom of several announced celebrities I might have captured. I was there for the cars. They tend to need a driver though, and here is a selection of machines and their owners. See if you can recognize any. And another thing: colours brought to you by the damned dusk/dawn setting. That will teach me.

First the collection of ruminating red oldies.

Some are deceptively calm.

Some are boisterously joyous.

Some have time to wave.

And one is in love with his blue magic woman.

And then there is the cool and collected Mercedes brigade.

In comparison Porsche peeps have lost their pop. Or have they?

A sinister-seeming Italian job and a French first art contribution.

And to finish it off, a favourite (because I seemed to have missed all the Peugeots). Have 500 baci.

Photo: MM / Mille miglia race, San Quirico d’Orcia, May 16 2015

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 24: Machine

SL-WEEK 23: Narrowmost

It has been known for some time that today is the day ISIS had chosen to attack Roma. For today the Jubilee Year was launched in Vatican.

No no, can’t be today, I thought. Today, as every year, is special for three other things.

This is when I jump on Sylvain’s narrow challenge. Watch me.

First, the last time I saw my friend who celebrates today, it was a narrow escape. Our bestia loves her like I do, just a little too much. 😀 Hey, Darja, happy birthday and looking forward to pouncing on you again!


Second is a bit related considering how much she had to listen to the Doors in her car on our way to Paris (and to me singing every note along every instrument). AND she went to see the Oliver Stone movie with me, in Paris. AND to the grave. So nice of her.

Jim Morrison was born on this day back in 1943. I chose this song because it is

cool and slow with plenty of precision
with a back beat narrow and hard to master.

Additionally, it includes one of my favourite lyrics in the world that also applies to my blogger friends. Hey, Jim.

I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft

And the third, sad event: today John Lennon was shot in New York 35 years ago. I was ten. This was the first time that I realised that the world WILL kill some people off. And not even burp.

This song begins:

I’m sick and tired of hearing things
From uptight, short-sighted, narrow-minded hypocritics
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

I’ve had enough of reading things
By neurotic, psychotic, pig-headed politicians
All I want is the truth
Just gimme some truth

And we will never know just how much truth is out there to give, and take. Hey, John. Long live truth-seekers.

Since amore works in Roma, I was a bit uneasy as today approached. And then yesterday he informed me that today is holiday in Italy! So we had a wonderful, peaceful, unexpected day off. Hail Mary and your immaculate conception. (And all calm in Roma too.)

And to bring the word narrow to its narrowest meaning, this is a photo challenge after all, here is Piran, Slovenia, and its narrowness.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 23: Narrow

SL-WEEK 22: Transparency + transparency

First, the regular transparency of a shop-window. You can also observe the evolution from my first digital camera to the second. Yes, I’ve only had two.

And then the one I wish it was predominant. The transparency of institutions. These three buildings form three sides of the same square in my birthtown, Ljubljana. This square has seen plenty of action. In snow, in heat. Talk of dreams and new days and sandwiches, bizarre celebrations, fierce demonstrations.

One is my mom’s former workplace, right up there on the 12th floor. She worked in PR and was a bright example of her branch.

Next is one of the first supermarkets in the city. Almost Mexi.

And the last one is the Parliament.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 22: Transparency

SL-WEEK 19: Monuments in Miramare

Welcome back to our Trieste, more precisely to Miramare park by the castle where American troops were stationed after the second world war before Trieste was annexed to Italy (as explained here). Plenty of monuments in here for Sylvain’s challenge. Let’s have a look.

And here are a few more from the centre of Trieste where the shell imagery continues.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 19: Monument

SL-WEEK 18: A sunset in Piran

I feel like I should dedicate a day in a week to a Piran post, I’ve got so much material from this wonderfully photogenic Slovenian coastal town. But nah, that would be too orderly for me, I barely keep up with the Thursdays.

Sylvain Landry’s sunset challenge was made for Piran, though. Piran is where the sun comes to die. These are all from the same evening. As promised to the one who named his blog after it.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 18: Sunset

SL-WEEK 16: Alone, until I’m not

It could be argued that I live in the middle of nowhere, even though I’m always amazed to hear it. Nowhere has never looked as substantial. Here even being alone is not what it seems. Not only do I have creature comfort, it is also reversible and it never lasts. Even if alone could be called a fact much of the time, lonely is just as much a state of mind as godforsaken. And we don’t do this here.

Photo: MM

For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 16: Alone