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Minimalistic photomontage

A few years ago, at the Chateau d’Eau in Toulouse (France), I saw his weird creations for the first time. Ever since they reappear in my mind from time to time. Gilbert Garcin‘s pictures are really something. Especially in today’s digital revolution era. Garcin’s main workplace consists of his kitchen table, where he creates his own surreal world, with a minimum of materials and a minimum of colour. Like a grandpa constructing delicate model toys for his grandchildren. I was especially struck by ‘L’ambition raisonnable’. The man (an ever-reoccuring self-portrait) reaches for the fake moon, ignoring the splendour of the real one. I have no clue what message the author intended to transmit, but that’s the way I interprete this masterpiece nevertheless.

Paloma and elephant

My very small first drama sketch.  I’ll try to translate sooooon

Golubica i slon

Likovi:

  • Golubica
  • Dragan
  • Policajac

(Stan na Novom Beogradu, skučen, pretrpan nameštajem sa romboidnim

tapetama po zidovima. Starica leži u krevetu na sredini sobe, ispod glave ima 2 jastuka ispod kojih se nazire hrpa lekova. Do grla je pokrivena, samo joj glava proviruje, gleda televiziju.  Na komodi pored kreveta su novine, staklena čaša sa protezom i plastična za šlajm, 3 para naočari i daljinski.)

DRAGAN (ulazi u stan ne zvoneći):

Zdravo majko

GOLUBICA:

Sine, dobro si stigao. Zvala sam te na taj tvoj mobilni i neka žena mi se sve vreme javlja ali ko da je malo šenula, ja joj pričam ona tera svoje.(izbacuje ispljuvak u čašu) Ko ti je ta?

DRAGAN:

A to je moja (gleda u plafon) koleginica

Golubica:

A tako (smeška se), ima prijatan glas.

DRAGAN:

Što si me zvala?

GOLUBICA:

Da vidim gde si, moraš mi završiti ono u Ognju. 30. mart je danas, jos sutra i nema…

DRAGAN:

A šta majko zaboravio sam? 30. mart. Danas je mojoj Julijani 3 godine i 4 meseca

GOLUBICA:

Kako šta Dragane?! Da mi uplatiš u pogrebnom, do kraja marta je popus’

DRAGAN:

Da, sad se prisetih. Prvo da odem do Julijane..

GOLUBICA:

Nije tebe briga za majku! Julijana pa Julijana okani se toga. Kad si ocu otišao na grob a tu ti je od Julijanine parcele nema 50 metara. Neće se ona vratiti, sinko nadji neku ženu, 3 godine si sam ko prč, a i meni treba ovde ženska ruka da mi ubriše, pomete, makar tople supe da mi opravi .(ispljuvava) Bar da ti je decu ostavila ta tvoja Julijana. Eto ta koleginica neće majka da se ljuti nek je i luda samo da je ži…

DRAGAN: (prekida je)

Majko,doneo sam ti lekova (kreće da joj vadi iz kese)

GOLUBICA:

(otima mu kesu iz ruku, skida naočari stavlja druge izvrti sva tri para naočari i na kraju čita bez. Okreće i gleda na svakoj kutiji rok trajanja)

hepatro’bin, bensedin, baktrin, ranisan, rederžin, brufem, vidi rok samo što nije istek’o do 2010. Crni sine ti to ništa ne gledaš, a to je ozbiljna stvar. Verapamil, diklofenak jedna kutija, a rekla sam ti dve? Sutra kad mi pozli neću imati da ga stavim za pod jezik a još mi ovo nisi uplatio. Hoćeš da me bace u neki jarak da me čavke izjedu, zato što si ti zaboravan.

DRAGAN:

Nemoj tako majko

GOLUBICA:

Šta nemoj! Evo Persi ćerka uplatila i to još 16-og, Bisenija, velika joj penzija, pa izdvajala svakog meseca po ček i sad je mirna, Stanoje išao sam i kaže red je strašan ne može se disati. Ja s ovim nogama ići ne mogu. U ovaj komšiluk nemam poverenja, samo se u tebe uzdam.

DRAGAN:

Oticicu, danas ili… sutra

GOLUBICA:

Danas ( hvata ga za ruku i stiska) danas idi.

(Dragan odlazi Golubica i dalje lezi i  obraća se sinu glasnijim tonom)

GOLUBICA:

Hoću da me sahraniš kako dolikuje pored mog Živorada, i ovu sliku da mi staviš ( vadi iz fijoke kutiju sa fotografijama i traži je.)

Scena 2

(Dragan je na groblju)

DRAGAN:

Jucka moja, sta radiš? Šta ima novo? Kod mene ništa? Jel se kod tebe nešto dešava, ovde slabo, moja Jucka? Juče sam sanjao da sam slon, ogroman ne običan, nego baš slonovski velik. I gazio sam preko ljudi i kuća i automobila ali niko me se nije uplašio već su me svi preklinjali da ih zgazim. A ja sam pokušavao da obidjem stvarno, jesam, a oni su ko mravi naletali na mene i poturali se. Nisam hteo Jucka, stvarno nisam ( ustaje, ljubi spomenik i odlazi)

Scena 3

Dragan je na pešackom prelazu zvoni mu telefon

DRAGAN:

Halo

GOLUBICA:

Halo

DRAGAN:

Šta je sad bilo?

GOLUBICA:

Sine jel si odneo?

(zvuci kočnica i jak udarac)

GOLUBICA:

Halo, halo…

(Dragan razmrckan na sred ulice, mrtav, čuju se sirene hitne pomoći)

Scena 4

POLICAJAC:

Dobar dan gospodjo Golubice

GOLUBICA:

Dobar dan

Policajac:

Sedite gospodjo Golubice

GOLUBICA:

Sedite i vi

POLICAJAC:

Ne, ne ja sam službeno, samo vi sedite

(Golubica seda)

POLICAJAC

Vas sin je danas preminuo, zgazio ga je auto.

GOLUBICA:

Nije istina

POLICAJAC

Nažalost, istina je,

(Policajac gleda u jednu tacku i pocinje da deklamuje dobro poznat govor)Nije mu bilo spasa…

GOLUBICA

Zgazio ga je kamion sad sam videla u vestima.

POLICAJAC

A vi već znate?

GOLUBICA

Znam i baš sam vas čekala da dodjete da vam dam ovo da mi uplatite. Od danas samo policiji verujem.

POLICAJAC:

Šta da vam uplatim?

GOLUBICA:

(Vadi novac iz fijoke i daje mu zajedno sa oglasom)

Evo ovo odnesite i uplatite na moje ime u “Pogrebno udruženje Oganj” ali danas obavezno, danas je poslednji dan.

POLICAJAC:

Važi baka Golubice, sve ću da sredim.

GOLUBICA:

Samo požurite i pazite preko ulice.

Halfway there

Finally, I kind of started to put my own kaleidoscopic lens together, but I had to end this little project somewhat in the middle. Not a big deal by the way, only a minor lack of resources. It’s only a matter of time. To be a bit more specific, I’m two toilet paper rolls short to form a cylinder. So you understand that it’s all up to mother nature. Nevermind, halfway projects call for halfway pictures. Not yet a full-flavoured sixties hallucination, but I guess it will all be in the tail… (to be continued)…

Explanations on how to build your own lenses can be found in all languages, colours, types, … but this one is for sure my all-time favourite!

O.K., so far so good for the humorous lads amongst us, but why not give the dry crowd it’s well-deserved part too? Did you know that there is actually a (Brewster) Kaleidoscopic Society? And quite an interesting one even! Through their site I got to learn, that my halfway kaleidoscope is actually quite close to a fully grown teleidoscope. Sounds O.K. to me.

Just a quick thought…

I’m actually quite in a hurry (I have to collect all the missing pieces to assemble my very own kaleidoscope, remember?) but I really cannot leave without sharing these great pictures with all of you.

Ever wondered how utterly ‘cool’ and confident you are behind your desktop or laptop, while manipulating your pictures, or updating your site? Well think again, Robbie Cooper and his amazing Immersion Project could at least help some of your illusions to the drain. On the other hand, his blog might supply you with many different interesting ideas and viewpoints.

Intermezzo

Kaleidoscopic Belgrade…

Wow, kaleidoscopic lenses make life so much easier! Just hit that camera button and mmm… not bad at all.

Imagine the courageous lonely street worker on Belgrade’s Republic Square. Use a magical lens, and suddenly there’s a whole team sweeping. Talking about sharing a heavy burden.

O.K., I have to hand it to the hardcore critics, there is a little tiny backside as well. Let’s pretend you arrive at the same square, where you usually meet at Knez Mihailo’s statue, but in the end, what statue to choose? Nevertheless, kaleidoscopic diehards claim that even the multiplication of bread could not have been done without this wonderful piece of glass…

For those interested in some nice old pictures of Belgrade and it’s suburbs, Unkool‘s wordpress blog is an absolute must.

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