zagreb, croatia

ana and i are in croatia staying with good people, a friend of ana's friend from nyc. we are drinking chamomile vanilla tea with honey and getting ready for sleep. took the train from slovenia to crotia in three hours. tall pale mountains in the horizon, pink in the dusk. nap on the train, ate a dinner of sardines, rye bread, dried fruit, bananas and blueberry liquor. slovenia was much like austria then a balkan land. we went to a bar called kolaz (means collage), people who looked much more like us then we have been used to. good people. the city is a collage, life and history here seems like the process of making a collage. layers, shapes, yellow houses, pink houses, yugoslavia, war, the war effected some, others live without thinking about it much, but some walls still have bullet marks on them. ornate baroque churches. we are asked what it is that we do? teaching, painting, teaching painting, sculpture, we write, we travel, we look to bring people together in  art communes, getting off of facebook, reading more, becoming more aware. tomorrow we are going to the fresh market to get breakfast items, then to the museum of contemporary art, where a friend is working in the morning, then gallery opening, then  an experimental film festival opening, then the after party of the gallery opening, and the gypsy flee market is in the morning. sleep sleep going to sleep. not reading this over today, so no spell check. love