Thursday Doors 30/3/23 &CFFC: Things people live in

As a step away from my immediate doors here is a compilation post of homes with the strongest appeal, captured in the last ten years in Italy and Slovenia, my roaming grounds. Unsurprisingly, most of them are guarded by green doors. I used to do them often, such compilations, but not in a while. Let

Day 28 & Thursday Doors poem

Because it’s Thursday, because my friend asks me what doors mean to me, and because we are to shape up our poem today – the shape can be only one. Prompt 28: “Write a concrete poem. In brief, a concrete poem is one in which the lines are shaped in a way that mimics the

PPAC: War memorials

I have gathered public monuments to the fallen from Slovenia and Italy of diverse artistry, but always here to make us think. After all, we used to kill each other. Plus there is this poem that I have been writing since Thursday when it all began. Soft War Song It’s the end of War Day

Lens-Artists PC: Shapeshifting in style

This is my favourite kind of posts: a compilation of shapes and styles from here, Italy, and there, Slovenia. No wonder I couldn’t stop before I hit 30 photos. I did my best to pair my photos in a way to create some sort of structure, while marvelling at Patti who was able to select