novela za Victoriju

1. sekvenca

Ja sam Paco, moj je otac José Luis Dias, majstor za televizore s obiteljskim obrtom, u MANLEUU.
MAN – LEU / MAN – LOK
Otac ide skok na skok, najdraži mu je BARTOK
Svake večeri slušam kako u radionici čupa kosu zbog svojih strojeva za zbrajanje i oduzimanje boja,
pitanja cijevi, i fotona koji ne idu tamo kamo bi trebali.
Ja obično računam brojevima, ne računam svjetlima, ali on da.
Za stolom nam često kaže: ”Boja je moje područje, ali još nisam postigao ništa”.

2. sekvenca

Jednog jutra, u mrazu i magli, dok me otac vozio u školu, prošli smo ispred novog dječjeg vrtića.
Na ulici je vladao mir, pjevale su ptice.
Ugledali smo fotografa kako tamo sjedi na pločniku, gledajući aureolu od boja.
Čudno mjesto, smiješni čovječuljak pred njim...
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short story for Victoria

Sequence 1

I am Paco, José Luis Dias’ son, TV repairman with a family tradition, in MANLEU.
MAN - LEU / MAN - LLOC
My father is of rock, a fan of BARTOK.
Every evening, I hear him in his workshop, tearing his hair over his color adding and subtracting machines,
matter of cathode-ray tubes, flow of photons that don’t feet where they should.
I usually count with numbers, I don’t count with lights, ... he does.
At lunch, he often tells us: “Color is my business, but I haven’t achieved anything yet.”

Sequence 2

The other morning, it was frosty and foggy. My father was taking me to school, we passed in front of the new children’s garden.
The street was quiet, we could hear the birds singing.
There was a photographer sitting on the pavement, facing a halo of color.
A strange place, a weird character in front of it.....
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