Dvadeset petog decembra dve hiljade sedamnaeste godine u 20.37 časova sreli su nam se pogledi. Tada u tom trenutku bio je to samo pogled, ništa više. Ali ne bilo kakav pogled. U 23.50 razmišljala sam šta spremiti za večeru na koju sam ga pozvala za vikend. Ne može gibanica, ona se sprema kad ste već u vezi. Nešto kul, neki brzi zalogaji, nešto što će reći biće i gibanice, samo je neće biti večeras.
The man who said “I’d rather be lucky than good” saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependent on luck. It’s scary to think so much is out of one’s control. There are moments in a match when the ball hits the top of the net, and for a split second, it can either go forward or fall back. With a little luck, it goes forward, and you win. Or maybe it doesn’t, and you lose.
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery – celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from – it’s where you take them to. Jim Jarmusch