Easter

Easter sucks. This country is not religious and hardly anyone bears in mind that all the Easter thing is not just a day off and some folkloristic crap... so it just sucks. The main square was filled by what the Council calls easter market. In fact it's sausages and souvenirs as anytime and some decorated eggs. I love the Easter eggs. (I don't paint them anymore, but a few years ago I did a whole series in abstract style.) Those lovely ones, however, one doesn't get on the council market but in those little shops where they sell the traditional stuff. For half price of the kitsch, but one has to know.