it’s cold, wet and dark, and mould is sneaking into a few corners, despite our bleach-infused efforts to tame it. i don’t like to whine about the weather, but i can feel it chilling my bones and damping my enthusiasm… i’m dreaming of warm sunny days, and keeping the image of these blue skies in my head as a way to make it through this cruel january.

more photos from the holga, here.

i have a growing obsession with trimmings and small, nice decorative details on buildings. do you ever notice them? they’re like candy for the eyes, or the syntactic sugar of construction! :)


more of that, please!

i’ve recently passed the 100 photos on a girl and her holga – which for someone as disorganised as me, it’s a true feat :)
here are some of my recent favourites, a bit from all over slovenia:

(while posting, i’ve noticed the last 3 photos were taken in borders with other countries. in a country this small, you meet these invisible lines quite often :) )

i love the holga. it’s ultra-light, therefore perfect to carry everywhere on my bag. it doesn’t need batteries, which means less things to remember. it looks old at first glance, but once people touch it and realise it’s made of plastic, nobody takes it seriously. there are only 12 or 16 photos per roll, making you focus on what you want on each single picture. and it’s so simple and stripped of “options” that not much can go wrong.

adjust focus, shoot, advance film.

perfect.

these are from a couple of months ago.

currently lurking and without many words to share. this too shall pass.

we left home saturday last week for going to the market and stumbled on the local carnival event! we were a bit unprepared, but managed to take some photos with the holga. there were people partying in boats on the river, lots of shops selling krofi (like bolas de berlim but filled with chocolate!) and even a parade, with tons of kids dressed up in themes and my favourite part, the kurenti:

Kurenti or Koranti (singular: Kurent or Korant) are figures dressed in sheep skin who go about the town wearing masks, a long red tongue, cow bells, and on the head multi-colored ribbons. The Kurenti from Ptuj and the adjoining villages also wear feathers, while those from the Haloze and Lancova vas wear horns. Organized in groups, Kurents go through town, from house to house, making noise with their bells and wooden sticks, to symbolically scare off evil spirits and the winter. (more on wikipedia)

they’re very loud, jumping around and ringing their heavy cow bells, yet friendly, stopping by to talk to curious kids. it was a real treat to watch, our timing was quite perfect :)

it’s mostly melting now, and the ground is muddy and gross… so let’s look up, shall we? :)