Thursday, August 20, 2020
Wednesday, August 19, 2020
A recent evening walk made me focus (yes, pun intended) on this window of a restaurant. The whole front is eye-catching in a retro way, but unfortunately a good shot was impossible because of a streetlight and lots of cars parked in my way.
Must go. Looks cute.
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Monday, August 17, 2020
Once again, I have to confess my ignorance in knowing who the subject of this mural is. Her name is Tanja Boskovic, and she is an actress as well. You can read about her right here.
Usually these murals are devoted to persons no longer with us, but such is not the case here. She is now 67.
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Friday, August 14, 2020
Thursday, August 13, 2020
Wednesday, August 12, 2020
Tuesday, August 11, 2020
Kolarac restaurant is thus described as follows:
The restaurant Kolarac is one of the oldest urban rastaurants which was named after the owner of the house – the legacy donor Ilija Milosavljević Kolarac. As soon as the house was built the restaurant with the garden was opened there. Citizens, mostly families, started coming there instead of going to the German’s Garden which used to be their favourite place. The Kolarac restaurant has always been a solid restaurant. Families came there after midday sermon and in the evenings people liked to drop by after a walk around Kalemegdan for a drink of beer and to listen to music. In the beginning the restaurant and its garden were smaller: there were a few rather small rooms and a bigger one, and the garden was just a half of what it is today. Half of the seats were always reserved for regular guests. The Kolarac restaurant could boast of its “regulars”, something that no other restaurant could do.
Ilija Kolarac was a wheat dealer, and became quite wealthy. He donated a great deal of his estate to Belgrade, including the land on which his restaurant now stands.
I enjoy going to this restaurant from time to time, especially to its garden behind the restaurant itself, where you can also have lunch or dinner.
Monday, August 10, 2020
Sunday, August 9, 2020
Skadarlija is Belgrade's so-called Bohemian quarter. He's a dog lounging under a street light.
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Saturday, August 8, 2020
Friday, August 7, 2020
Thursday, August 6, 2020
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
It seems like arenas around the world these days are named for the firms that put up the money toward building them, like SAFECO Field in Seattle and this one, Stark Arena. Stark is a company that makes cookies and chocolates.
This arena has been host to music concerts, magician David Copperfield, Disney on Ice shows, and the one I attended 10 years back, Walking With Dinosaurs.
Don't expect any more shows for a while. The arena has now been turned into a temporary hospital for mild COVID cases.
When will this end?
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
I know I have posted a photo of this wall along Hilandarska Street downtown, but for the life of me I cannot find it. On my search box on my blog I typed in art, love, junk, decorated, etc. but no luck.
All I remember from when I wrote before is that a number of years ago, apparently a young man deposited a small figurine in his (then) girlfriend's mailbox in this building. Apparently she didn't look too often, and the box quickly filled up. The young man decided to keep going, and added items quite frequently on the small ledge on the building.
I don't believe this love story had a happy ending.
Anyway, from time to time frustrated apartment dwellers get tired of this 'mess' and take it down, but it comes right back....
Interesting now to see that discarded masks have been added. A sign of the times.
Monday, August 3, 2020
I had no idea who Igor Bulat was. His mural above is located just across a small street from Radio Television Belgrade, and is adjacent to a small stadium that holds music concerts and in the winter turns into an iceskating rink.
I looked him up. He was a journalist and a great supporter and fan of Belgrade's Partizan soccer club.
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I think I may have made a similar post before, but this chestnut tree in bloom was just too good to pass up. When I was little, my mother ...