The quintessential moment. An existential crisis. I’m going straight to hell.
No, not because I’ve chosen twelve apostles – 12 photos – to represent January 2017 in my new calendar, and forsaken all the remaining images dear to my heart that by now must be sulking in the corner and crying.
Not because judging from the selection I obviously prefer buildings to people. And Ljubljana to Tuscany (gasp). But this is not true. I might have spent only one January week in Slovenia but every time I return, especially to my birth town Ljubljana, I’m enjoying it as an outsider who just happens to be discovering it and can’t quite believe her eyes.
So why the fear of eternal damnation? Why speaking of the devil?
I have changed reality. I have toyed with the world as is.
In one photo, for the first time ever, I have erased a pole jutting from the roof.
And nothing will ever be the same.
Welcome to January 2017. The rest of the year will follow by months.