a blog by Silvia Razgova

Each year I fly home for vacation to Slovakia, where I am proclaimed too skinny and busy by my mother and a bit strange by everyone else in the family. Except for uncle Janko and aunt Zuzka who say that I look good and seem to have no opinion about mental normalcy. (more…)

A young girl reaches out to cool herself in the mist stream as the tourist train she rides quietly sneaks through the cobble-stoned streets at the Al Ain Zoo. I photographed her while shooting a small feature on Al Ain, an ancient oasis city on the Oman/UAE border. (more…)

A pool full of debris and a burned-out car stand in as memento of Tunisia’s January revolution, in which the popular uprising forced then political elite to flee the country. This looted house once belonged to Houssem Trabelsi, the youngest brother of Leila, Zine el Abidine Ben Ali’s wife. Many of the despoiled houses remain open for the passersby’s reminiscent perusal or further contribution to the demise of once fancy property. (more…)

A most wonderful thing happened yesterday. A young friend, a 9-year-old spunky, tomboy-meets-fashion-diva girl and I swung on a salvaged beige swing in a matured evening light. We chatted about moving cool new places, future birthday parties, and designing her first dress.