I can just see those precious old friends smiling at this title and going: “Oh, I gotta read this!” But remember what I once said: It’s not my rants that should worry or distrub, or annoy anyone. It’s my silence that’ll one day be stronger than anything I ever said before. Thought you’d never see the day, ha? Here it is. Don’t go slashing your wrists, trashing your cameras or quitting your jobs yet. I’m not in the know about the end of the world. I’m silent, because I simply don’t give a flying f**k anymore. I think we all share an opinion about the exhibition, we could talk for hours, but I think it’s a waste of words. You know what, save money on the upcoming Valentine’s day and rather than buying things use the words to talk to your darlings on Monday. But, you know – just a suggestion – don’t use the exact words! (Friendly warning). 😉
I wanted to share with you my three submitted stories. That’s all. You’re smart. 😉
First off, the one that didn’t even make the cut. Srebrenica.
Second: Istanbul fishermen. An international hit, so to speak. 😉 (No, I won’t say more…)
And finally, The Bora. A very short story from last year’s “windy” (to say the least) event in Ajdovščina and around… You’ll notice that it’s a different style. That’s because it was thereabout some time when I switched to my own style that you can see in other stories. The one that looks familiar, ha? It caught on, you know… 😉
So, do I have to please the crowd (of about 20) with an opinion about the exhibition? Honestly? It’s good. Moreover, there’s no photos of masked exhibitionists terrorizing forest animals this year.
The winners? … Oh, I thought that was some other exhibition, I’m sorry… 😉
Lots of insinuation, but I know I have a smart audence. That’s why it’s so small. 😉