Art Boemije –omaž Vuku Bojoviću/ homage to Vuk Bojović

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Menze konza
U menzi Humbold univerziteta U Berlinu blizu Hauptbanhofa ili bolnice Šarite uz klopu koja je izuzetna u prijatnom ambijentu novosanirane zgrade moguće je videti i par mojih slika. Izložba traje do kraja zimskog semestra. Jednog od dana dok sam radio postavku, mislim da sam naručio rolovanu junetinu sa crvenim kupusom i knedlama razmišljao sam kad je ovde ovako fensi na šta im liči menza u parlamentu. Već istreniran na razliku između raje i gopodara fantazirao sam kako u Bundestagu jedu pečene delfine po simboličnim cenama dok ih lepezama lade odabrane tamnopute imigratkinje. Nemačke kolege su mi rekle da velike razlike u kvalitetu i usluzi u menzama državnih institucija nema i da mogu da odem da da poručim nešto, sve što mi treba je ausvajs.
Trenutno klopam u menzi Studentskog grada, za sokić idem prekoputa u Inter ex, doručak je tuga, ručak je ok. Kolači su bili dosta bolji u kasarni na Limanu u Novom Sadu de sam se zadnji put 93. češće hranio u menzi. Teo sam i ovde da obiđem menzu parlamenta, da nazdravim viskijem za 5 din, i proverim dal su poslanice pravilno ispravile kosu. Oladili su me. Rekli su mi da to nije njihov poso, šta je njihov poso mislim da zanima dosta ljudi koji ovde pokušavaju da prežive.
Zamolim da obiđem i menzu gradske skupštine, setim se da mi je istekla lična karta, izvadim novu preko veze, preko veze svratim i u mezu Siva II. Tamo mi je bilo malo frka, previše tipova s pištoljima, ko u salunu vestern film. Inače ništa posebno. Iz gradske skupštine dobijem dopis koji prilažem i iz kojeg nisam uspeo da svatim jel mogu da dođem ili ne.
Dok smo na nedeljnom familijarnom ručku glodali zeca što ga je tata mako, požalih se mojima na aktuelene umetničke probleme . Brat mi kaže što ne probaš u paralamentu Vojvodine. Kao stari centralista zaboravih i da postoje. Pitam tamo i oni mi ljubazno odgovore; može samo ponesite ličnu kartu. Ja odgovorim vrlo sam srećan što ču vas posetiti i tu napravim grešku, jer ko što Muta Nikolić kad dobijamo u basketu kaže: Zašto se radujete to je sve normalno.
Andrea Palašti umenica i zgodna cura iz Novog Sada koja mi je pravila društvo i ja smo tamo lepo jeli. Za 500 dindži pohovanog oslića sa sve limunom , maslinovim uljem i belim lukom, odlično skuvan prokelj i pirinač. Dok smo se sladili pitom od rogača pomislih možda da zamenim 3 meseca uloge parlamentim. Da pokrajnski bude savezni ,a savezni pokrajnski. Možda bi se naučili malo pristojnosti.
P.S
Pred Božić pošalje me KCB (Kulturni Centar Beograd) u SC (Studentski Centar) u Zagrebu na službeni put, i odemo kustoskinja SC-a, slatkiš po imenu Marta Kiš i ja u Sabor na Markovom trgu na ručak i na meniju piše nešto sitno i veliko BAKALAR. Ozarih se i rekoh kuvarici daj bakalara a ona mi odgovori ; Gospon to vam je sutra za Badnji dan, danes mamo rićet s kobasom i grilanu piletinu.

Deo drugi

U Humbolt menzi u Berlinu služe samo ručak, ali studenti budu tu već u 10 i budu tu do 3 kad se zatvara. Verovatno štede na grejanju, što je u Berlinu ozbiljna stavka u budžetima. Rekli su mi da kad su gosti Alternativa festivala dolazili u Studenjak na N. Beogradu i bili slani u menzu da se hrane, nisu se tamo mnogo zadržavali jer su rekli da im je predepresivno. Iako je menza u studenjaku otvorene, nema previše gostiju izvana, tako da sam se na početku malo čudno osećao ali nisam primetio da me preterano zagledaju. Escajg se daje na žetone i sad ne znam kako to funkcioniše za goste izvana, al mi stvarno nije jasno dal su tolko nužni. Dal se scajg tolko drpa, nisam primetio da dostiže neke cene na buvljaku. U Zagrebu u studenstkoj menzi učestalo muljaju sa cenam nabavke hrane, žalili su mi se iz kulturne redakcije SC-a zato što kulturnjaci smatraju da ih kontrolišu neosnovano jednako strogo s obzirom na pontencijale muljanja. U DKSG se isto teško mulja ali je i jednako teško raditi jer sam pola vremena potrošio jureći profakture pa čak i onda kad sam teo da kupim olovku za 50 din.
Da je u Zagrebu bogatije primetio sam i zbog toga što sam vido da za escajg ne brinu, on nije na žetone ali hleb se dobija samo po tri parčeta i dele ga poslužiteljke. U Beogradu možete iz korpe da zavatite hleba kolko oćete i mislim da je to delimično razlog što su naši studenti u proseku deblji.
Još jednu stvar sam primetio, ovde se poneki student krsti u basu kad prođe pored crkve, a u hrvatskoj pre jela. Ne znam šta više pomaže.

Canteen ‘rules’

At the canteen of the Berlin Humboldt University, near Hauptbanhof* or Charité hospital, while enjoying a superb food in the pleasant settings of a newly-reconstructed building, one can also see several of my paintings. The exhibition is open until the end of the winter term. Once, while I was preparing the exhibition, I ordered, I think, rolled beef with red cabbage and dumplings and began to wonder what the food must be like at the Parliament canteen, being so fancy here. Accustomed as I am to a difference between the servants and masters, I fantasised about how in the Bundestag the MPs must be having roast dolphins at dead cheap prices while being cooled off by dark-skinned immigrant girls waving fans above their heads. The German colleagues told me that there isn’t much difference in quality and service among the state institution canteens; I can go and order something if I like, the only thing I needed was an ’ausweis’*.

Presently, I have my food at the canteen of the Belgrade Student Campus, drink juice at the ‘Inter-ex’ across the road; the breakfast is skimpy, the lunch is ok. The cakes were much better at the Liman army barracks in Novi Sad, where in 1993  I frequented a mess more often.  I wanted to visit the Parliament canteen here as well, to say cheers with an RSD 5* glass of whisky, and check if the lady MPs properly ironed their hair. I was rebuffed. Told me it wasn’t their job. I think many people here trying to make their ends meet would like to know what their job was.

I asked to visit the City Assembly canteen as well, remembered in the meantime that my ID expired, pulled few strings to get a new one, pulled strings also to pay a call to the SIV II canteen*. I was a bit uneasy there, too many blokes with guns, as if I were in a western movie saloon. From the City Assembly I got a reply, which I enclose, and from which I couldn’t figure out whether they let me come or not.

While nibbling a hare at a Sunday family lunch, I complained to my folks about the current artistic issues. My brother told me why not try at the Parliament of Vojvodina. An old federalist such as I am, I’ve almost forgotten it existed. I asked there and they politely replied; yes, by all means, just take your ID with you. I told them I was very happy to come and this is where I made a mistake because, as Muta Nikolić says when we are winning a basketball game,  ’Why are you happy, it’s all normal.’

Andrea Palašti, an artist and a cutie from Novi Sad, and I had a nice meal there. For RSD 500 we had a fried hake all with lemon, olive oil and garlic, excellently prepared Brussels sprouts and rice. While we were enjoying a carob cake, I thought it might be an idea to change the Parliaments roles for three months. The Provincial can become the Federal and vice versa. They might learn some decency.

P.S

Before Christmas, the KCB* sent me to the SC* in Zagreb on a business trip, where the SC curator, a sweetie named Marta Kiš and I went to Sabor* at the Marko’s Square to have lunch; the menu there had small and large prints – the large read COD. A smile of delight lit up my face and I said to the chef: ’We’ll have the cod’ to which she replied: ’Sir, that’s for tomorrow, for Christmas Day, today we’ve got barley with sausage and grilled chicken’.

Part two

They serve only lunch at the Humboldt canteen, but students arrive already at 10 am and stay until 3, when it closes. Probably to save on heating, which is an important budget item in Berlin. I was told that when the guests to Alternativa Festival went to the New Belgrade Student Campus and were sent to the canteen to have food there, they didn’t stay long, saying it was over-depressive.  Although the student canteen is open to public, there aren’t too many outsiders, which made me feel a bit strange at the beginning, but I didn’t notice I was particularly looked at. The cutlery is given in exchange for tokens – even now I don’t know how it works with outside guests, but I am not quite sure if the tokens are really necessary. Perhaps cutlery is being extensively nicked; however, I didn’t observe it reached an exorbitant price at the flea market.

At the Zagreb student canteen there are frequent dodgy dealings with the supply price of food, I heard the complaints from the SC cultural office, cultural workers thinking they are being groundlessly controlled as equally strictly as the others, given their potentials for scamming.  At the DKSG*  there are also heavy scams, but it is equally difficult to work, since I spent half of my time running after pro-forma invoices, even when I wanted to buy a pen for RSD 50.

I have noticed that they are better off in Zagreb also because they are not worried about the cutlery, you don’t need tokens there, but you get only three slices of breed, handed out by waitresses. In Belgrade you can grab as much bread as you like and I think that’s partly the reason why the students here are averagely fatter. 

Another thing I noticed, some students here cross themselves on bus when passing a church, while in Croatia they do it before a meal. Don’t know which helps better.

*Hauptbanhof:  the Berlin Central Station

*ausweis: an ID

*RSD 5: EUR 0.06

* SIV II:  the Federal Executive Council

*KCB: the Belgrade Cultural Centre

*SC: the Student Centre

*Sabor: the Croatian Parliament

* DKSG: the Belgrade Student Campus Cultural Centre

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“Unfinished (Imperfect) Structures //Nes(a)vršene strukture//” at Galerija SC, Zagreb, from January 29th through February 6th.

 

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