An artsy day in Ljubljana

On my recent trip to Slovenia, I chose to only spend one day in the capital city, Ljubljana. This is not because there is anything unappealing about Ljubljana. On the contrary, it’s quite a charming city, like a bite sized Prague.

The truth is, I get bored easily, and would much rather yearn to return to a place than feel ready to GTFO. Here is how I spent my one day in the capital of Slovenia!
 

I first checked into my hostel, Celica Hostel, which was used as a prison for over 100 years.

like a legit prison

like a legit prison

I chose to stay here, although the social life is a bit drab, for two reasons. First, my room was a legit jail cell, bars and all, and I wanted to spend one night of my life behind bars (JUST ONE THOUGH). Second, it’s in the artsy neighborhood of Metelkova, and I love me some street art

My one day in Ljubljana was cold, wet, and dreary. As I left the hostel to go explore, I passed the Museum of Modern Art. “Sweet,” I thought, “I’ll get cultured.” Perfect rainy day activity.

What was the Museum of Modern Art like? Well, a lot like every other Museum of Modern Art in the world…


Installations that look like part of the museum is being renovated…

wut?

wut?

Something that looks like my 20 month old niece would make at daycare, but actually took someone YEARS of conceptualizing…

fuq yo motor skills

fuq yo motor skills

Upside down Jesus next to the word FUCK

soooooo profound amiright

soooooo profound amiright

The most obvious statement possible, in lights, because Instagram.

WHAT I NEVER KNEW THIS OMG

WHAT I NEVER KNEW THIS OMG

I also watched a mesmerizing video at this museum: There were about six people on a stage, completely naked save for some knee pads. They were on all fours, barking like dogs. There was a packed audience who would throw balls, and the naked people on stage would bark and run over to fetch the ball. I have no idea what this was, but if it is an event somewhere in the world, I HAVE TO SEE IT.


One of the best parts of this museum was that there were notes from the artist near several installations detailing exactly what a piece means to them, why they made it, what its context is. I know it’s so...wrong...to ask “what does this piece mean?” but honestly, I get kind of pissed when I go to The Whitney and I see one canvas painted all orange and it took an artist four years to make it. Like WHY?! Just let me into your thought process, please!

Why is there a messenger bag hanging up in a room? What does it mean?

Why is there a messenger bag hanging up in a room? What does it mean?

THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS, BITCH

THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS, BITCH

The works at this museum were so much more relatable, which made me enjoy it more than I expected.

After the museum, I spent a few hours walking around exploring the city. Two things Ljubljana has a ton of: homeware stores and cafes.

I stopped off for some traditional Slovenian sausages and then made my way to the Philharmonic to see if there were any cheap tickets available to that evening’s performance.

 

Does it look like shit? Yup. Did it taste like shit? Nope.

Does it look like shit? Yup. Did it taste like shit? Nope.

When I walked in, there was a guard sitting. I asked him about tickets, and he said, “Oh, this evening is a closed military event.” I would have known that if I could read Slovenian on the website...

“But do you just need one ticket? I can get you one. Be back at half seven.”


A few hours/beers later, I arrived at the Philharmonic where a soldier was waiting to personally hand me a ticket. I graciously settled in my seat and alertly listened to the very….Balkan...music (um, at least no one could fall asleep though!)

It may not look like much from the outside, but the acoustics in this place were fire

It may not look like much from the outside, but the acoustics in this place were fire

I loved the artsy city of Ljubljana. I hope to come back in the summertime and make good use of the city bike share!