Perfect World

Finally. New. Music. Optimistic. Happy. Thrilling. Mine. New. Song. More. Soon. Love.

1 + 1 = 2

Kiss. Poljub. Kuss. Baccio. Fili. Poljubac. Beso. Celovat. Baiser.

V pričakovanju pričakovanj

Time flies when you're having fun... Minil je dober mesec, odkar sem nazadnje prilepila post na stene sobe s pogledom na moje srce. Glede na to, da je ravno slednje zadnje mesece v popolnem razcvetu, bi bilo pričakovati, da stene mojega bloga pokajo pod težo uokvirjene sreče. Pričakovana pričakovanja ... letos se jim izogibam in za spremembo le uživam v trenutku, ki se kar ne konča.

Vsakič znova sem presenečena, kam vse pelje vlak mojega življenja, kako spretno kroti ovinke, kako učinkovito zavira v primeru ovire na poti, kako zanimivi ljudje vstopajo vanj in kako točen je vedno. Ob pravem času na pravem mestu. Cena vožnje: globok vdih vsakega dneva, kot bi bil zadnji. Vlak ne ustavlja vsem. Nič več. Tudi on se je v zadnjem letu veliko naučil. Potem ko je nekajkrat iztiril zaradi preobteženosti s potniki, ki so trgali blago s sedežev, pljuvali po tleh in razbijali stekla, zdaj vrata odpre le še tistim, ki so pripravljeni kreativno sodelovati v obnovi načetega interiorja, drgniti rjo s tirnic kadar je to potrebno in jim ni izpod časti včasih vreči tudi kakšen košček premoga na ogenj, da vse teče kot mora.

Od pričakovanj letos pričakujem le to, da jih ni. Da me ne ovirajo pri uživanju vsakega dneva sproti, da me ne silijo v nekaj, kar mi reže krila ter mi dovolijo leteti visoko nad vsem, kar ljudi meče v isti zadušljiv koš povprečnosti.

Stop

Where is this world going? What is on the mind of world leaders when they bargain with 'little people's' lives?? Who will take the responsibility when everything that was once worth something, will be gone? Stop. Stop it now.

*foto: China Art Exhibition ( Saatchi Gallery, London)

Speechless

For all those of you wondering, yeah I'm still here. Back in Ljubljana since last wednesday, full of emotions, new experiences, thoughts that are keeping me awake, dreams that are growing each day, plans that are changing every hour. Los Angeles hit me pretty hard. It was smuch different from what I remembered. Much better. Nicer. Warmer. More creative. More Me. The only thing that actually disappointed me a bit, was Taco Bell bean buritto ... not as tasty as I kept it in my mind for the last 3 years, LOL. Other than that, City of angels made me fly.

When one of the angels looses it's wings, the others fly next to him to keep him above. High and safe. That's the magic about it.

Not many of you know, why I was going there for, after all this time. I haven't shared it on here. Because I was afraid to talk about it before I left, so nothing would go wrong and once I got there, everything became a little blury. Covered with breaths taken away. One of the main reasons I set my foot on California land, was Jimmy Scott. I'ts ok, if you never heard of him. I admit it, I didn't know him either just few months ago. Now he keeps me speechless. His human touch prevents me from writing about him. Because I feel such respect and I'm afraid my words could never give him the right he deserves. He wasn't the only one that impressed me while staying in LA. There were so many people, working on his dream, finding their dreams within his, creating an artistic fairytale that will hopefully come alive in next few monhts. I will write about it. I'm sure. I just need to put everything inside of me in order. So I can find the phrases that will give you a glimpse of what we experienced in Hollywood.

It really did happen, right? I think so. I hope so. I dream so.

There are many fallen angels in Los Angeles but I haven't met one. I was sourrounded by the finest of them all. Angels with huge wings, flying above mediocracy, expectations of society and common lives of ordinary people. They allowed me to be one of them. And for that, I will never be the same again.

C_ _ _ _ F*** D_ _ _

Wind took me away to a place only you and me know ...

foto by: Marta L.

location: Westward Beach, Malibu

Lost in Time

When the sun goes down in one place, it rises in another. Simple and unavoidable. So good night to some of us and good morning to some of you. Maybe we meet somewhere in between. Or not. It doesn't matter. We are lost in the same time.

LA , Jimmy Scott and other Candies

So here we are ... LA, Los Angeles, City of Angels or whatever you wanna call it. I haven't seen the ocean yet, most of the time I am sitting in the studio or Im chasing Michael Jackson info all around Hollywood. All of it has it's charm. And all of it keeps me extremly busy. That's why you haven't seen much of me on here lately. I will post some pics in the near future, but it will be extremly difficult trying to catch all the moments we are experiencing here for the last few days. Words can never tell ...

History is being made. Legends are brought together. Music in every word, emotion in every touch. Even silence has the melody here. I feel as the luckiest girl to have a chance to be a part of something so big. Someone up there must like me. A lot.

p.s. Have I mentioned that I'm staying in a house that belonged to Marilyn Monroe in the 50's??
Bizarre ...

3,2,1 ...

In 3 days!!!! I'm back on the crime scene ...

Korak k Sebi

Včasih predolgo čakamo na korak, ki že nekaj časa odmeva v zraku. Pretvarjamo se, da ga ne slišimo in upamo, da bo ubral pot daleč stran od nas. Ker ga nismo pripravljeni narediti. Tako minevajo dnevi, korak pa odmeva vse glasneje, dokler ni tako blizu, da nas njegov zven ogluši do te mere, da ne slišimo ničesar drugega.

Danes je prišel ta dan. Danes sem bližje neodvisnosti. Neodvisnosti od sistema, ki mi je zadnje mesece ubijal kreativne celice in me navdajal s tesnobo. Danes sem naredila korak proti Sebi. In občutka olajšanosti ne zamenjam za nič na svetu. Lepo je, ko se zaveš, da si ne glede na vse zvest samemu sebi. In kar naenkrat denar ni tako pomemben in sanje zažarijo v novi luči. Objemam jih tako močno, da zadušim vse dvome in strahove. Veselim se prihodnosti. Ker mi je naklonjena.