CBB*: isolacinema 7 | Izola, Slovenia

I was sad to miss this year’s edition of Kino Otok/Isola Cinema film festival on Slovenia’s Adriatic Coast. Happily, one of the fine2meline was there again and brought back some memories from last September, as part of our Cross Balkan Blogging Project.* (Coincidentally, in the last couple of days, I have been constantly reminded of Izola, where I was for last year’s Kino Otok, as I am now at another film festival taking place on the coast of another sea. But more on that coming up later.)

from 8th till 12th of june -isolacinema- film festival was the place to be.

here we were drawing an animation. it was a part of the film workshop.

* More about the Cross Balkan Blogging project and all posts from it.

Being careful what I wish for | Izola, Slovenia

The first day after I arrived in Izola, on Slovenia’s short but charming Adriatic coast, the sky opened up and it seemed like all the rain in the world poured out onto the little quaint town. The narrow, stone-covered streets became impossible-to-cross rivers, the sky was a foreboding shade of gray and the wind found ways to get under and through all the layers of clothes, scarves and hat that I had wrapped myself in, and pierced my skin.

Although I am usually happy to be on the coast when the weather is bad – as I don’t see the appeal of sitting on the beach and baking in the sun amidst hoards of tourists and screaming children, this time I was annoyed that my time at the seaside would be ruined and kept hoping that the bad weather would only last for a short spell.

The next day, we came up with an idea to shoot a small video based on the access we had to empty movie theaters and the premise of the disappointment of being at the seaside when the weather is bad. And then, the gloomy clouds started to let up and the waiting started. Just as I had wished that it would stop the day before, I now found myself hopefully looking at the sky, praying it would rain. Instead, it just got better and better each day, the wind subsided and the sun shone more and more brightly.

On the last day, after shooting an adjusted version of the film (minus the rain), half-disappointed and half-happy, I lay in the sun on the wood-covered platform by the sea, and reminded myself to be careful what I wish for. Because I just might get it.

À la recherche du temps perdu | Izola, Slovenia

As part of the Kino Otok film festival’s program “Open Book: literature in the streets and on the screens,” parts of Marcel Proust’s novel In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower were placed around the town – in the form of writings on the sidewalks, posters, graffiti and coffee house readings.

While trying to understand the texts, since they were in Slovenian, I sometimes cheated by adding a few letters here and there to make new meanings, with varying degrees of success. In this case, “which was swimming” became “ekaterina was swimming.”


Speaking of Proust (as I usually do all the time – over a glass of absinthe and amid clouds of almost impenetrable cigarette smoke), I just found out about an expression, which describes something I have experienced occasionally but never knew what to call.  Stemming from Proust’s novel À la recherche du temps perdu, the so-called “episode of the madeleine,” which is a traditional French sponge cake, is used to refer to the instance when the taste, smell, sight or sound of something brings a memory of the past in a sudden, involuntary flash.