Juraj

Od piatku vecer mi len zvoni v usiach to jeho: Maria mila! A pred ocami sa mi miha jeho tvar a ten jemu vlastny uprimny usmev od ucha k uchu. V piatok rano mi prisli hotove plagaty s dizajnom inspirovanym Islandskymi drevenymi bicyklami... a tak som sa z nich tesila. No a vecer dorazila nesmierne smutna sprava o Jurajovi na tom Islande. Slzim. Lutujem sa, hlavne preto, ze sa uz s Jurajom nebudeme moct dalej rozpravat o vsetkom co ten zivot prave je. Som vdacna za kazdy moment. Ci na Pohode, ci v Artfore, ci v radiu. Dostal zo mna vzdy take veci co som ani netusila ze vobec viem. Toto nepreboli. Len si asi po case zvyknem. Po case.

I don't usually post in Slovak. Not everyone I know speaks or reads it, I am fully aware of that. This post is partly in Slovak though. It simply came out that way.

Incredibly precious man passed away last Friday. It really hit me strong and tears came down rolling each time I've tried to verbalize what I really felt. I don't want to be sad. But it's difficult knowing this lovely Human Being won't be there in the material form next time I visit. I know that many reminders of Juraj will appear though. And that I am gonna welcome them. And smile.

Juraj Kusnierik, Monika Kompanikova and me at PICF 2011
Trencin, Slovakia, having a nice long talk.