Here comes the translation of Small-Story-For-Care-Day 5,
which - the day, not the story- fell on New Years Day.
We continue with the history of the colonization of the Island.
As we all know, the Empires rise, and the Empires fall.
But in practice, they enter dystopia, then implode.
Sounds familiar? Sitting on the edge of the chair? Pressing "Enter"? Or "Escape"?
Have fun reading.
Love and care.
Born in Yugoslavia, I went to study in Prague and Paris, later living and working in Berlin, London and Amstardam.
I did my Master of Art (MA) in Dasarts/Amsterdam.
In 2013 I moved to the island of Hvar to start with my partners ArtfarmP2 space.
Besides activism, I do interdisciplinary art.
contact: q at starwingartists dot com