That IT

It still remains a mystery how come theatre and painting say go so deep. Okay, in case of theatre you could say it is actually textual, but - painting?

Tonite I saw the Act, a one-hour monologue by a good Croatian artist, Vili Matula. Well, it is perhaps too presumptuous to call it a monologue, because it consists mostly of unfinished sentences, groans even.

The ending I found to be a bit too cryptic but the first part is truly a report from the border of the known. You can therefore hear utterances like: What is it about? It is always about it. But I didn't really find it - you know - it lacks that something. Hence, it equals that. And - everyone knows what we are talking about.

I once heard a joke why the dog is always happy to see you. My God, he found his way back - again!!