Iva is me

My friend Hrvoje asked me what kind of drugs I was on when I wrote Opet, ti / You, Again. He was joking, he knows I'm straight-edge (though often caffeinated enough to see someone six next to me or think WWIII is going to happen every second); but I...

He's grown so much, hasn't he? This was on Saturday morning. (Also on Flickr and...

This was inspired by something I stumbled upon by accident. From what I understand, it means "Attention, manure". All the grammar errors in the English and lack of proper letters in the original version are there on purpose. Atenţie,...

I used Raining Light Bokeh Pack of textures created by my ever-so-talented acquaintance , Jane to breathe some life into two photos taken during the very depressing month of April 2009 (half of which was spent visiting dad in the hospital after a heavy...

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This was not meant to be offensive. It's just plain strange. Plus, it was glowing. (Also on...

...because we all have them, don't we? (Also on...

I love the way this turned out. The photo, taken on 11th January 2008, was not that strange before editing and I wanted to send it thirty years back in time and give it a soc-realism vibe, in addition to making it look like a painting. I do hope it worked...

This is an err...uh...nevermind. I tried to draw a giraffe, realised it's a horse. Then I thought of how bizzare would be to turn a house into an insect who's modelling for whatever is the men's magazine of WTF creatures. In addition to that, here's...

For the starters, here's something simple, typography based. There's a stickman who is, at the same time, a part of a face. It's like work, really: an eternal struggle to find balance between freedom which the subject is reaching to, their arms wide open...