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19/02/2026

17/02/2026

15/02/2026

Public Enemy

I walk slowly behind them
They clearly don’t see me
I creep closer at about an arms length
Ready to say hi to now a public enemy.

Something triggers on my mind
I can’t talk, can’t whisper
Can’t click….i can’t mix
My life story with ghosts
of another breed, another time
Another risk.

So i retreat back to my
Safe hajven
This mission seriously jinxed
The armslength becomes a state
It’s today already
It’s another fate

I think daily about
How i want to hurt you so bad
I think about you daily
Even though that gets me so mad
Amidst all the files
Amidst all the corruption
All I see is similarities of arrogance
A fox in female clothes
A lady trying to show her bad side
Even though ignorant

Tale as old as time
I have to pay you back
Dime to dime
With the same pain
With the same thought
With the same hope
I don’t know why,
Just to leave track
Of a public enemy
that hurt me so bad

I still want the world to know
Never cared what you call it
I have to be respectful about it all
To my belongings

I walk the streets, in others shoes
Allies aimed at you,
All driving force
The main culprit is my cue
The main man, the main lady
Another fate, serving already

Another mix, another ghost
Moves slowly in the apartment
This time to him is not a hoax
I hope he decides to face the dark
I hope he knows to play the part.

I walk new streets, a seaside breeze
Once a cutting wind, now a warm hug

I look forward to a last blow though
Hoping endlessly that it will break a past
and start a future
Always against the gradient
I knew there would be an end to the torture

22/01/2026

.co

13/01/2026

11/01/2026

A walk that felt like a quick mission!

10/01/2026

There were some cities that kind of shaped my last two to three years. Vienna was one of them, somehow in the background, as a safe word to give life to the illusion that what was missing could be found there.
It came very unusually into my life. It never had a meaning except that it was a place of history in Europe, of big history. But it never had a special meaning in my life until it bore the torch that gave light and life to a ghost.

It left a scar and the scar had to be filled. I’ve always had this idea of turning something bad into something good. And that’s the way it worked.

In a big project (that didn’t go quite as expected) Vienna was chosen as the starting point. Somehow felt like someone wanted to give me a chance to make something good out of that bad memory of this city.
I had the opportunity to be in there for a quick 22hours. I tried to look and feel what was the essential life there, the pressure, the now dusty and small memories. I tried to understand and I tried to live it for a day. Nevertheless, it was just a bigger Skopje.

26/12/2025

.rooftop

24/12/2025

.studio