This Stickman was produced in 1982 in Croatia, from quite ordinary sticks. For most of my life, I stumbled on ordinary problems, broke sticks on common obstacles, and smashed my head over quite ordinary situations. I suppose, such an amount of ordinariness must, sooner or later, lead to unusual headaches and absurd situations.
Some headaches have passed, some situations have made sense… For that I must thank my wife and son – the supporting pillars that hold my sticks together. And hold them strong enough not to crack and motivated enough to keep wandering.
The best thing about having a family is that occasionally something happens that makes me feel… Not so ordinary.
I spend most of my free time working in IT. Although my job sometimes limits my wanderings, some other times it allows them and enriches them with questions. IT, like life, is a strange forest of various paths and unknowns. I mention the IT because it is possible sometimes I’ll write something on the subject as well.
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