When a stranger asks “Where are you from?”

When a stranger asks “Where are you from?” the question makes me tense and uncomfortable. I am not ashamed of my origin. I love my home country – Latvia – with its untamed wild nature, fragrant pine forests, full of pure unpolluted oxygen, and beautiful little lakes that provide a perfect place to chill on … Continue reading

Her Country Was a Poor Relation

When meeting new people my boyfriend and I are often asked where we’re from, and it always follows the same scenario. It goes like that: Stranger: Where are you from guys? Me: I’m from Latvia. Stranger: Ah, okay… *looking bored My bf: I’m from Spain. Stranger: Oh, really? *looking interested, the tone of voice changes from boringly polite to overly … Continue reading

I’m Flying to London to Shit on the Goverment

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A glimpse into contemporary art in Glasgow We already discussed the ambiguous essence of the modern art in one of my recent posts about Saatchi Gallery. However, while thinking about it I also recalled a really funny exhibition, that I had the chance to see in February 2011 in the Gallery of Contemporary Art in Glasgow. I … Continue reading

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