Footnote: Croatia


I read an excellent book this past semester called Footnotes in Gaza by Joe Sacco. It was a graphic novel about two incidents in the Palestinian-Israeli saga that were tragic, yet ignored. In other words, the two incidents were for many nothing more than footnotes to a story that has lasted for over 60 years.

I can not compare anything I’ve ever witnessed or experienced to the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. However, I brought this book up for two reason: first so that I can encourage as many people as possible to read the book and second because I am fixated on the idea of Footnotes (only because I just spent my last night in Croatia, in my hotel room, adding the footnotes to my paper).

I like to think this thing called life is a book. When one chapter ends another begins. The story doesn’t have to be linear and each chapter need not be equal in length. My book has been a choose your own adventure with many paths and derivations from likely paths (which you can read about in previous blogs). This current adventure, called Croatia, is going to be one of the many footnotes in my life. As I close out my last night in Croatia I can truly say that this was not one of the most memorable experiences I have had in my life – although a great experience nonetheless…

I woke up early on my last day to hit a museum which opened at 10:00am and closed by 1:00pm: The Croatian Museum of Naive Art. I have never heard of of the term Naive art. According to Wikipedia, Naive art is one that can be characterized as child-like in nature. Seemingly, it looks like the painter has had little or no training – hence I guess the name Naive. However, I found the paintings absolutely stunning and I was on the verge of shelling out some Kunas for a few pieces.

Although I had never heard of the term Naive used to describe art, I was very familiar with the style. It had hints of surrealism and impressionism; close resemblance to Dali and Rousseau. As I continue my research at home, I learn that Rousseau was considered a Naive artist as well as Gauguin and Horace Pippin (a Pennsylvanian artist).

The picture at the top of the blog was my favorite in the exhibit.

So after leaving the museum, I embarked on several landmarks around the city from the famous Ban Josip Jelačić square, Dolac Market, and Kaptol. While doing so, I enjoyed the moderate weather,stopped to buy a few souvenirs, lunched, and snapped photos. It was hard for me to really get into Zagreb as I didn’t have any connection with the place and the constant stares from passerby’s served as a constant reminder that I didn’t belong. In some instances I ignored the stares and acted as if I belonged. Other times, I matched the stares back with intensity.

After being on my feet and walking around for nearly 5 hours, I decided to bring my Croatian holiday to an end. I headed back to the hotel, took a long nap, ate dinner at the hotel, had a few drinks at the bar (alone), packed my bag, and I can say I am officially ready to blow this joint!

There will be many more footnotes, but I hope the next experience – be it in travel, love, job, etc. will be a whole chapter and not merely relegated to a footnote like Croatia.

About danismelange

I enjoy writing for fun, reading, traveling, and meeting new people. I'm a mother, sister, auntie, and friend. I write what comes to my mind - its unpretentious, honest, and straight from my heart!

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