Saturday, December 12, 2009

Going on holiday, are you?

Going on holiday, are you?
Hang on then, better not just arrive at the airport and get on the ’plane. No, definitely better load yourselves up to the gunwales instead with supposedly-“reduced”, still-grotesquely-overpriced, indulgent shit you know you don’t need and can’t afford, but could probably buy on credit if you were to manage to allow yourself to be kidded into the delusion of “saving money” by the minor concessions made in the name of “growing the economy” by these manipulative, devious, exploitative corporate shitmongers. Much better that way, for everyone. Otherwise the gears just won’t keep turning, and we can’t have that.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Huddle

Huddle
Staying out of the way of the main crowd a short distance away

Knjaz Mihailova, Beograd, Srbija

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Pacemakers

Pacemakers
I walked behind these four for a good few hundred yards across the square. It felt like the second pair’s pace was swaying in and out of phase with that of the first; sometimes they were close enough that they might be just two parts of the same patrol, and sometimes the distance between them was great enough that perhaps in fact they’d merely chanced upon each other — as though despite their ongoing efforts to declare their independence, the complex interplay of their orbital wakes held them eternally tied in some arcane gravitational pavane.

Intersection of Trg Republike and Knjaz Mihailova, Beograd, Srbija

Friday, July 6, 2007

Please wait

Please wait
Please wait? PLEASE WAIT? You just made me sit on the tarmac in Belgrade for over an hour with no real explanation, you gave me crap and insubstantial food on the ’plane, you farted around trundling around the runway trying to find somewhere to park your ’plane when you’d eventually landed the damn thing, and now you want me to stand here like a placid mule, hanging on your whim for 20 minutes before you’ll even deign to let me know which conveyor belt you're not going to put my luggage on for a further 25 minutes? Are you having me on? I’ve got a booze-up to attend, you know!

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Baked pig's face

Baked pig's face
Nearly-birthday boy gets special birthday dinner in Mirjevo, Beograd: a chopped-up baked half-pig, followed by extremely good cake with fruit and white chocolate and lemon and stuff. Anyone who hasn't been treated to such a repast: for your information, this is basically where it's at.

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Sure about that?

Sure about that?
Baggage check, Nikola Tesla airport, Beograd, Srbija
Serious

Serious
Baggage check, Nikola Tesla airport, Beograd, Srbija
Lilting gait

Lilting gait
Departure lounge, Nikola Tesla airport, Beograd, Srbija
Pause for coffee

Pause for coffee
Airport café, Beograd, Srbija

Tuesday, August 2, 2005

Cop a load of this

Cop a load of this
The other day, right, I was walking along the street and there was this tree. I was in a city and it was in a country. The tree that I saw had branches, leaves, a trunk, the whole shebang. That's a little bit of nature right there now, isn't it? So I took a picture of it, and here it is. Look at it. Go on, use your eyes. You know, those holes in your head with white goo in them. Have some of THAT, voyeurs!