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Director and writer: Teona Mitevska Producer: Labina Mitevska Cinematographer: Virginiе Saint-Martin Еditor: Jacques Witta Music: Olivier Samouillan Cast: Labina Mitevska, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
Director and writer: Teona Mitevska Producer: Labina Mitevska Cinematographer: Virginiе Saint-Martin Еditor: Jacques Witta Music: Olivier Samouillan Cast: Labina Mitevska, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
– or, how difficult it is to make a (good) movie –Director: Igor Ivanov Writers: Igor Ivanov and Venko Andonovski [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
(Tom Petsinis, "The Twelfth Dialogue")#2 From the moment you open this book, you are struck by a strange other-worldliness. On [...]
admin 2018-08-22T13:14:45+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Exhibition, Gallery, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
The missing fisherman Yellow umbrella Game over Blue Separation Heartcore Galata Love [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 December 15th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 57|0 Comments
reflection of the intuitionMusical-stage performance with a creative dimension that surpasses the frames of a simple concert presentation of Goran [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:07+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Reviews, Gallery, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
Or: In the name of the painting1. #1 I guess it is not a coincidence that Phillipe Davett, art critic [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:07+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
– Nakedness is the pulsing speech. – A mirror is a hollow body. Margret Kreidl Oh y-e-a-h it's an eye [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
Translated from the Slovene by: Igor DivjakRussians never run away, it’s too far.
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
Translated by Nataša Papazovska-LevkovaThe house on the hill of memories stands high above the horizon and above the clouds. It [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:06+00:00 October 17th, 2007|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 56|0 Comments
19 September 1900 I have become a problem in modern ethics, as Symonds would say, although it seemed to me [...]