13-VII-1995.
Back home, over Horgoš.
There's some report done for zzzzz this morning, the sanitary checkup app. Could be Brlja, or was it something simple I wanted to prepare to install when we get home. In the afternoon, Vanji's son was working on the vet app for Stana, the next two days too.
Now this is an interesting shot, full of stuff. Go has Skviki in her lap, while Nina is wearing... the vest from my set for the little prom, that my mom sewn back in 1970. The drawing on the back is mine, mom copied it and machine embroidered it. Don't know what I was into when I drew that, some inspiration dropped by. It looked funny, mom called it „Jezuška“, which by its shape is obviously nothing ecclesiastical but rather a pure mockery.
The background is more interesting. From right to left... The two cables coming out of the wall are the antenna coaxial and the telephone twisted pair. For the telephone I had found the classical outlet in the same design as for the electric ones, for RJ-11 they didn't have any. For the coaxial we never came up with an outlet, it kept peeking out of the wall just so.
The box with a cable is an area heater, with two heaters inside of about one or two kilowatts each, which was used as emergency heating in winter, when they slammed us with the fucking progressive price schedule, where first 800 kilowatthours in a month would come at some reasonable price, then the next 400 would cost double, and above that the pants fell of by themselves. There was no theoretical chance to turn on the electric in-floor heating, that's six kilowatts, just to make it feel a bit warm we'd be in the red. So for the next two seasons we switched to coal, and then (v. 13-XI-1997.) Vlasta installed the gas heater, because the coal was just too much trouble.
The scattered metal chandelier oma brought from Germany. Or someone brought it to her. The vases bahind it are of various origins - some from China (the copper ones), some smuggled from Romania, and one is the wedding gift from kum. The whole set is still around as I write this (2023.), it's just in the regal now.
Flowerpots. Most of them are on the knitting machine's indestructible stand, which we seem to always find some use for, and which is the least often used for its original purpose. Today, by some turn of events, it went back to its roots and carries a machine again.
Most of the plants' names I don't even know. They grew nicely, and made it look merrier with the greenery in the room. The ficus stayed the longest, and grew tallest and longest (more of the latter), and sticking out above the others it caught the most sun, so she kept it further away from the window, so unobstructed. Which is why it grew sideways, and nobody thought of turning it around, so it stuck out by at least five widths of its pot. Which gradually became a problem. When watered, the pot grows heavier, but then the plant soaks it and distributes it within itself. About half an hour after watering, the stalk and the leaves would grow heavy enough to cause the ficus to simply tip over. Luckily, each time it fell on the furniture, not off it, or else we'd have shards and soil on the floor.
Through the window our staggered wall can be seen, which we made to protect our terrace from košava. Glued tiles on top of it, so the edges wouldn't crumble - siporeks is not the hardest material, so I thought this was necessary.
Behind Nina there's the smaller table, which came in the same set as couches and armchairs, and Danica, Bagat's sewing machine on top of it, and some cloth. I don't know why my pyjama is on the chair's backrest, maybe it was some old one that was waiting to be split apart and sewn into something else, but that doesn't seem likely to me, because the cloth is specific, one could see from an airplane that this is the pyjama cloth. It's likelier that some seam gave, and was waiting for its turn to get fixed.
Mentions: 13-XI-1997., Gorana Sredljević (Go), Goran Staković (Brlja), košava, kum, Nevena Sredljević (Nina), oma, regal, siporeks, Skviki, Stana Čopanja, Vilmoš Baranji (Vanji), Vlasta Čkuljić, zzzzz, in serbian