Imagine you and I are having coffee together in the sun. We would tell one another other stories. Have giggles. Most stories here are observations and accounts of certian bemusing events in the days of an artist. Events I wish to remember and think may amuse you too. The illustrations I drew. The protagonists are real. Should you have a coffee time story to share, write it back to me.Now if you are ready for a break, get a coffee, draw a chair, let me tell you what happened the other day :
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Friday, 19 April 2013
Mister gavran
Kad niko ne gleda, veliki sivi gavran sleti prvo na dimljak, pa tup pored garaže i navali na žele mačji odrezak . Unatoč svih pravila gavranske gradske mafije, nije ni jednom drugom gavranu tajno mjesto otkrijo. I evo ga opet kao svaki dan, kad susjet iskrene whiskers u tečicu, a mačke se još razležavaju po kvartu, mister gavran kljunaši u masti.
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