This is the graffiti I miss the most in Ljubljana. There are variations of it – birds in different colors and sizes – all over the city, but this one was special because its home was the Slovenian Philharmonic Hall. They repainted the wall just when we all accepted the bird as something bound to make us smile during our walks by the river. Unfortunately, this is how graffiti are treated here in general.
I’m going to Venice and Belgrade very soon. It’s as if my real vacation is only beginning now (although visiting cities is never a vacation for me). This is what I’ve been looking forward to all summer. Ljubljana sort of went by this year; I didn’t engage much in anything it had to offer apart from a couple of concerts. I hope September will bring a dash of fresh air.