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A Week in Italia: New Cultures, Languages, and Reflections
I recently had the opportunity to attend a seminar organized by JECSE in Seveso, a small town near Milan. I took the train there – a mode of travel I always enjoy – and it gave me a calm start to a meaningful week.

The seminar was a truly enriching experience that brought together representatives from Jesuit schools across Europe. Throughout the week, we exchanged stories, explored different educational contexts, and discovered the beauty and complexity of our cultural and linguistic diversity. My role during the seminar was to quietly capture moments on camera – taking both photographs and short video clips, as well as recording one full lecture. It’s always a subtle balancing act: staying as invisible and unobtrusive as possible, while still being bold enough to step in and catch the right angle or expression.
As one of the greatest photographers, Robert Capa, once said: “If your pictures aren’t good enough, you’re probably not close enough.” That quote often echoes in my mind while working – reminding me that the difference between a good shot and a great one often lies in the courage to get closer.
At the same time, I always have to stay aware of my surroundings and respect the space I’m in. There’s a fine line between being present and being intrusive – and navigating that tension is part of the art.

Languages facinates me and one of those moment happened while looking at our multilingual daily schedule.It included the word desayuno (Spanish for breakfast), which reminded me of the Italian word digiuno (fasting). While chatting with a Spanish colleague, we reflected on this idea of “breaking the fast” – like the English breakfast. I’ve always found these small linguistic connections so interesting.
It also got me thinking about how different languages express the idea of breakfast. In Slovene, zajtrk literally means “a meal for the morning” (za jutro). In German, Frühstück translates as “early piece” – a small portion eaten early in the day. In Croatian, doručak comes from words meaning “before lunch.” Later, while sitting at the Portuguese table, I learned that in Portuguese they call breakfast pequeno almoço, which literally means “small lunch.”And in Italian, colazione has a particularly interesting background – something I had never realized before. I just read this explanation (link), which describes how the word originates from the Latin collātiō, meaning “bringing together” or “conference.” In early Christian monastic traditions, a collatio referred to evening gatherings where monks read and discussed religious texts. After these meetings, they would share a light meal – which gradually became associated with the term. Over time, the timing of this meal shifted from evening to morning, leading to the modern use of colazione to mean breakfast.
Despite the packed agenda, the days didn’t feel exhausting. The energy of the people I was surrounded by, combined with the rare experience of having true free time after the sessions (unlike at home, where family and daily responsibilities are always waiting), gave me a sense of balance and space to reflect.

Another highlight of the week was spending our final day in Milan, where we enjoyed a guided city tour – a beautiful way to wrap up a meaningful week. To make it even more special, I had the chance to meet a friend from the language learning app Tandem, Yehuda, who now lives in Turin. He came to Milan to meet me, and it was our first time seeing each other in person after many online conversations. And I’m sure it won’t be the last.





Grateful for these experiences, connections, and the chance to grow both personally and professionally.
I decided to share the photos I took during walks and free moments – just small glimpses of the atmosphere.
Feel free to connect or follow my journey as I continue working at the intersection of photography, videography, and music:
Italija, rojstni dan in digitalni detox

Te dni sem dopolnil 41 let. In to v meni zelo dragi Italiji. Poklicno – a v zelo dobri družbi.In ko sem malo vstran od rutine, razmišljam.
O sebi, Bogu, navadah, življenju, prihodnosti. Kam grem? Quo vadis?
Kam le čas beži, kam se mu mudi?
Tako kot večini izmed nas, mi tudi meni pogosto zmanjka časa za tiste stvari, ki bi jih rad delal, razvijal (kontrabas, petje, skladanje, učenje tujih jezikov, analogna ulična fotografija,…). Seveda prva mi je družina in delo. In potem komaj na vrsto pridejo moje inspiracije. Vsaj trudim se da je tak vrstni red. Saj ne da bom zdaj vse naredil in v vsem blestel v čemer hočem. Če pa se zalotim, da sem zadnjo uro skrolal po nekem portalu in bral o nečem kaj se dogaja nekje 1000km vstran, pa se mi zdi zelo slabo. Slabisimo!

Vidim, da je preveč distrakcij, zaslonov, odprtih možnosti… in premalo osredotočenosti.
Ti ko so naredili mobitel, že vejo kak te potegnit not. En večer tukaj v Italiji sem šel spat po brskanju po Facebooku.
Spanje po tem je bilo mizerno. Zjutraj sem se skoraj jokal, ko sem moral vstati. Zato – absolutno nočem več hoditi spat pametnjakovičem v roki. Sem si že rekel to 100×. Ampak zdaj pa res! Rabim počitek. Oziroma v postelji doma nikoli nisem sam, in če skrolam potem ni akcije ponavadi.
Nazaj na družbena omrežja…

Po precej dolgem premoru sem se znova vrnil na družbena omrežja. Na prvi pogled morda zveni kontradiktorno z vsem, kar sem pravkar zapisal. Ampak vseeno sem ustvarjalec vsebin in te platforme so za kaj takega kot ata na mami. In želim delit, to kaj delam, to kar me inspiria. Verjamem, da se dobre, lepe, globoke stvari lahko širijo tudi po teh kanalih. In po naravi sem ekstrovert(uš). Tak da mi deljenje sebe kr naravno, da ne rečem nuja.
Razločevanje

Tak da evo me. Vratio se Šime.
Bom še kaj objavljal. Iščem ravnovesje v tem svetu neskončnih ponudb. Paso dopo paso.
Romanje k svetemu Jožefu
20. marec 2024, Maribor
Po dolgem času sva se z ženo znova odpravila na zmenek/romanje – tokrat k svetemu Jožefu v Maribor. Šla sva sama. Peš. In z našim najnovejšim modelom otroka v vozičku.

V tej cerkvi sem bil krščen, sva se poročila in tukaj so bili krščeni tudi najini otroci. Zaradi tega nam bo ta kraj vedno ostal pri srcu – in spodobilo se je, da greva pozdravit Jožefa na njegov praznik. (Na ta dan v Italiji praznujejo tudi praznik očetov.) Ne vem, zakaj pri nas te prakse ni … Verjetno očetje že niso več tako pomembni – ali kaj?
Lepo je bilo videti starega župnika, znance, prijatelje in znova začutiti toplino skupnosti, ki jo tudi pogrešava. Lepe trenutke smo tukaj preživeli.
Mašo je vodil kakopak naš nadškof. In duhovnikov je bilo polno, da vseh niso mogli spravit za oltar. So bili ob straneh v klopeh še nastanjeni. Pa romarjev se je tudi nabralo, da je cerkev šivala po pokih.



Ob koncu maše je še nadškof podelil zahvalo in priznanje nadškofa za svoje nesebično služenje v cerkvi. G. Nadškof pa je dobil rože.

Veliko družin se priporoča svetemu Jožefu – še posebej takrat, ko gradijo dom. Verjetno zato, ker je tudi sam nosil to stisko, kako priskrbeti za svojo družino. Sicer – zrihtal je štalo. Ampak očitno je bila čisto dovolj. V Svetem pismu ni nikjer omenjeno, da bi se Marija pritoževala. Tak, da je že v redu zrihtal. Pa potem v Egiptu so tudi morali nekje biti. V Nazaretu pa so po mojem že imeli kakšno hišo. Dozdeva se mi, da ja.In midva se tudi pogovarjava z Jožefom, saj sva zdaj pred tem velikim izzivom. Te pa naj nekaj zrihta – za dobra stara vremena.


In seveda – bil je tudi god in hkrati rojstni dan mojega pokojnega deda, na katerega imam 95 % lepih spominov. Onih 5% pa sploh ni pomembnih. Lepo je bilo imeti stare starše. Zdaj, ko gledam nazaj … Ko nimam več nobenega. Sem vesel, da sem jih obiskoval, koliko sem zmogel.Zdaj sem pa že jaz starš. In se, kar starega počutim.
Kak se to obrne.
No vnukov še nekaj časa ne bo to je ziher.

Salezijanci, naši novi Gospodje, pa so tudi prišli. Sva z g. Župnikom rekla par besed na koncu, ko se je mudil na pogreb.

Po dolgem času pišem blog. Upam, da bodo bolj redni. Upam, da je kdo prebral …
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