red zone: Croatia / Vatreni, World Cup 2018

entire world needed a miracle.

12 boys and their trainer, trapped in a cave on Thailand, were saved.

I was hoping they meditate coz that could’ve been the only solution until rescued.

Fortunately their coach was ex buddhist monk, Ekapol Chanthawong

Parallel with that, a small country of Croatia did something amazing.

For the entire world this ‘something’ transcended the notion of pure football. Quoting cro film director Antonio Nuic: ”Kurosawa had his 7 samurai, we have our 12 samurai and the best director Zlatko Dalic.”

i too needed a miracle, a big bada bum miracle.

The coach Zlatko Dalic, our players, the fans, all of them made us really emotional and proud, PR made for ‘kings’.

20 years ago i was living in Vienna and my austrian ‘boyfriend’ started to take me seriously only after Croatia went into semifinals in World Cup (we beat Germany). until then he was ‘sorry’ that i’m not french or scandinavian coz i looked like that. i broke up with him very shortly after his comment.

many times i felt ‘stupid’ after hearing ‘ahaaa’ sound of disappointment for not being from e.g. Norway, France or else. Such a stupid feeling when your country of origin is not everyone’s cup of tea. Anyone who was living abroad in those late 90s knows very well how insignificant they felt. This country is stunning and has enormous potential, yes I am thankful I was born here.

heh, even my ex bosnian boyfriend always wanted to live in usa, to date american girl and drive a pick up truck. he’s married for american girl now and lives in usa. I’m happy he got Trump for president 😛

Now, on the other side of the planet, guys from Samoa islands sing in Croatian 🙂

I love sport. Football is not my game but the World Cup i like since i was a kid.

I love Brasil’s ginga and Pele was my favorite football player until Luka Modric appeared.  And for past couple of weeks I witnessed Croatian dance which I’ve been waiting for 20 years: to see them not just playing but ‘badass dancing‘, to see ‘our game’.

And among soo many things, VATRENI definitely showed that they have golden Balls, Dick, Brains and huge ❤

Thank you Vatreni and especially coach Zlatko Dalic for bringing us the feeling of love, respect and unity. And that the world also was a part of it > it’s all about sharing good vibes.

can’t write more..going out, atmosphere is super spheric!

ps. working & drawing continues after this break 🙂


happy b-day moro!

A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.” Jack London

“Dogs are wise. They crawl away into a quiet corner and lick their wounds and do not rejoin the world until they are whole once more.”  Agatha Christie

“The more I get to know people the more I like my dog.” Mark Twain

time flies not like flies but as a space shuttle. 5 years ago I wrote one of my most beloved posts about my 1st dog, my stray dog Zuco. he saved my life when i was 4 and now as i type it my eyes are watering…wait

i wrote many posts about many things but i’ve never written a post about my dog Moro. coz this means i must write about myself when the life was losing me.

Moro turned 9 years today and I don’t want to wait until morning to write this. he is sleeping already and probably bit of light bothers him but says nothing. he is my best friend and currently only family i have.

being alone in this world is tough, especially in periods when health was at risk. i was suffering from a form of epilepsy since i was 15, caused by stress and abuse. i always knew that dog would be great for my ‘head’ but mother never allowed it. she is married now and lives somewhere far away. she has other interests. father lives somewhere fay away. he didn’t like moro at the beginning nor did moro like him which was odd. few years later i understood why was moro acting like that.

moro got his name in a bus while entering town of Sarajevo, was visiting film festival 9 years ago. i was thinking how to name him and thought about maybe moro. we used to have rottweiler moro, he had a big white spot on his chest which was very odd for a rottweiler. i wasn’t quite sure that this was the best name for my bichon so i left that idea and started thinking about other names. half a minute later, a big green cistern passed our bus and on its back it was written in huge white letters MORO. thank you Sarajevo ❤

my dog moro was literally invited to the academy of fine arts and spent hours in atelier. he never ever stepped on any paper, or canvas, never ever did he chew my brushes or else. my colleagues would often ‘kidnaped’ him while i was on lectures so he was socializing since he was a puppy. he adores people, loves sea and driving on the boat, bike, his favourite activity is sniffing so i often call him snoopy…he has the most beautiful eyes and could make a list of things he makes me proud. but one scene really got stuck in my memory: i was eating something when suddenly i lost ability to swallow. the food was already near my trachea and i couldn’t do anything to push it further down. horror. i really got scared but i had to be calm and relax, yet that didn’t help. the food was still there so either i’ll suffocate or else. i looked at my moro and saw he was scared shitless. instinctively i sat down on the floor and he started liking my hands so gently, inviting me to caress him. after few seconds i finally swallowed that bite. thank you Moro ❤

that scene is from a period when it was almost impossible for me to stay alive. among many things that ‘attacked’ my body at that period, I also got a syndrome of a broken heart. literary my heart was dying. i would end up at emergencies and directly transferred to cardiologist who couldn’t understand how a person with a ‘healthy’ heart experiences such problems – pulse 35, blood pressure 40/60 etc. only 2 years later an old cardiologist from Split understood that it’s psychological, i lost a will to live. he told me that situation is serious and it all depends on me. i knew that before him but now I had scientific proof. it is similar with zen teachers, when they decide it’s time to go, they go. and yes, a person will die ‘easily’ if there are no people around and no nurturing love in your whole life.

nobody likes to read or listen bad stories. i was ashamed for a long time of what happened to my life. some parents scarify own life to save child’s life, while some persons scarify child’s life to save their own. but i learned that there’s nothing to be ashamed about. they are not me and I am not them. never was. they are not bad people just unfortunately have selfish genes. guess being ‘fascinated’ with abandoned children since my very young age kind of prepared me early on for everything that is about to happen later in life. when you live on your own since childhood, a person develops amazing skills to survive. who knows, one day i might write a book on it, a manual how to survive when there is no reason for it. 

dogs are best friends when there is nobody. even when there is. dogs feel world differently. i learned so much from my dog by just observing him or better to say observing myself. moro allows me to be gentle but didn’t allow me to be sad too long coz i have responsibility to take care of him. and myself in that manner. he always makes me laugh, makes other people laugh, we cuddle often and we also sing – he is very vocal and picks up the sounds almost like a parrot. i do his haircuts and of course i didn’t castrate him.

at the beginning of this post my eyes were watering for sentimental reasons. at the end of this post my eyes smile coz my heart is healthy again as is my dog who turned 9 years today.

Happy Birthday Moro! 🙂

ps. we like to thank my friend Marta and island of Hvar for inviting us to enjoy a bit @ sea.

the power of running


i run since i can remember and here are few basic running tips:

  • where: the best is to run on gravelly, grassy grounds such as forest walkway; trim trak is also ok but yep, can be really boring
  • how/running style: always start slowly and land on the middle portion of your foot (note: landing on the heel is for walking; landing on the front portion of the foot is for sprint). this type of running comes natural, you can run short and long distances without causing too much stress to your body
  • what/breathing: optimally should be to inhale and exhale through nose. i focus on the rhythm of breathing, synchronizing it efficiently with body movements. when you reach comfortable breathing zone then you can truly relax and just run. i usually inhale 3x and exhale 3x, listening own breathing works intoxicating. guess it’s about the rhythm as if actually dancing not running
  • audio: when listening to music pls wear only 1 earphone as you should have crips audio awareness of your surrounding, especially if running in area that is busy with cars
  • traffic lights: when you hit the red light on the street i either jump in place or relax and shake my feet, and smile to people 🙂
  • swallowing insects; i’m not near bear grylls but that happens – all good, that’s just bljaki proteins
  • important: for the heart, nerves, muscles it’s good taking 375mg of magnesium/day (1 swellable tablet, preferably in the evening) and vitamin C; the pees proteins are also excellent as additional nutritirent

the thing with running is that you only need sneakers and go out, there’s no hassle. and even if you don’t feel like running, once you make the first step the good vibe hits you in, feeling light. everything is in movement so when you run you are like one of those galaxies spinning all around but you cannot see them coz of too much light, but they are there. and in those moments you definitely know that everything is good and ok. guštaj 🙂