Tomaz Bercic
When the piglets fall silent
To many, the area reminds them of concentration camps. And that's no coincidence.
The author, through a photographic depiction of an abandoned pig farm in Ihan, expressed his thoughts on the relationship between humans and other living beings.
The abandoned farm in Ihan is silent today, but this silence is louder than all the screams that were once lost in the concrete here.
This is a place where animals have never been treated as living beings, but as raw materials – as numbers on the assembly line of our consumption.
Our attitude towards the animals we use in our daily diet should be more respectful.
A series of three photographs captures the quietest moments of the day – the blue hour, that brief, almost elusive transition between light and darkness.
This is the time when the day is drawing to a close, when the day birds go to rest, while the night birds have not yet awakened. In these rare minutes,
When the world calms down and sinks into a gentle blue, true serenity is born. The photographs show the misty November evening
Deer, silent companions of the blue hour. They tread carefully across the field, taking advantage of moments of complete silence to search for food in peace.
Their presence emphasizes the fragility and beauty of these transient moments – the delicate balance between day and night, between movement and stillness, between nature and its breath.
Sasha Slamnik
When the world calms down in itself
Simon Podgoršek
Silence is a command
Silence is a command.
The city sleeps. We are awake.
Our flash is the production of truth.
Street arteries
Opened under the knife of light.
The man is gone. A trace remains.
Absence – our protocol.
Silence is not emptiness.
It is the voice of control.
Every outline is a report,
Every pixel is a condemnation.
Don't look for beauty. This is work.
We are not creators.
We are the body that records
The illusion of your existence.
Hana Podgorsek
Silence
In the silence of the night I entered the city,
where the light softly traces its trail,
Kamnik breathed slowly, gently,
as if whispering: come again.
I walked among houses without people,
where every shadow carries its own thought.
In peace I caught what the darkness shows —
silent shapes that the day carries away.
The trees rustled rhymes in the wind,
the streets sang to the rhythm of the night.
And in this darkness that has become mine,
I found a moment that still shines.
Janez Glavač
Silence
The members of the photo club voted on three possible themes for the photographs to be exhibited at our annual group exhibition. The chosen theme was silence, which sounds quite abstract and requires quite a bit of thought on how to present silence through photography. I knew that our members would put up great photos, which they apparently succeeded in doing. But I don't have much imagination myself, so I wanted to stay on solid ground and present something different, more real. I thought of a settlement that the Prekmurje people call Tíšina, whose name is also "easy to read" as silence.
Tíšina is a municipality in Prekmurje between Murska Sobota and Radenci. Apart from Tíšina, the municipality consists of 11 other settlements, and the mayor of this municipality has been my former colleague Franci Horvat for the fifteenth year in a row. So I decided to present this settlement in a very short way with photographs. Tíšina has a lot of beautiful and interesting photographic motifs, but the exhibition space in our gallery is limited, so I have chosen only five photographs from locations that made the strongest impression on me and could fall within the scope of the theme of today's exhibition. The absence of sound is the simplest definition of silence.
Although my photographs are filled with vivid green, red, and golden autumn colors, there is no sound because there are no people in them, the park with its century-old trees is lonely, without the screams of children on the swing or the voices of random visitors. That is why my photographs are dominated by the peaceful silence of early, golden autumn, which will soon become even quieter, the white silence of winter. The latter would also be interesting to photograph in Silence.
Joze Zupin
Forest
We perceive silence with our feelings and senses. We can describe it with superlatives: Quiet, quieter, quietest. Photography also perceives and immortalizes silence in its own way. Personally, I am calmed by the forest with its grandeur and silence, which is why I often go there. It surprises me with its natural laws that arose spontaneously in the history of the Earth. I want to preserve, observe and photograph this happening. I am a woodworker by profession and visiting the forest gives me a new impetus for creativity. If I managed to capture your attention with my photographs, I have fulfilled my mission.
Jana Bratuz
The petrified silence of eloquent stones
Summer. Sea. Lonely pebble beach. Silence. Chasing boredom
The author's gaze is drawn to stones of various shapes and colors, as she
created and transformed by nature.
A stone as a stone, many would say. But a careful eye with a bit of imagination between
Through them, he discovers different faces, even the image of a dog.
The silence of a petrified argument, the silent barking of a dog, and the twisted face of a stranger...
they tell hidden stories that you can discover when you look at the photographs
Let's recreate it ourselves. Each to their own.
Titles of individual photos:
Quarrel
I'm not barking today.
Silent
Miro Hrkalović
My silence
A moment of silence before the big bang.
When everything has to be quiet.
Silence when working from home.
Belmin Hodzic
Illusion
To distinguish between appearance and reality is to think.
But the boundary between them is never constant — it shifts with every glance.
In the space between certainty and doubt, one finds freedom.
Dušan Letnar
Lonely mill
Once a bustling and noisy mill, where stones creaked, grain was crushed and water sang under the wheels, today it sits quietly at the end of a lonely valley. Nine analogue black and white photographs reveal a place that once provided flour for everyone, but now exists as a silent memory of a time when children chased each other in the grain fields. The series captures its silence, beauty and persistence in time.
Marjan Drolc
Fossils
They waited in silence for 250 million years.
Mark Antony Novak
End of the world
…the end of the world. A series of photographs entitled “Finis Mundi” are the work of photographer Marko Antoni Novak. They show the collapse of two buildings in Kamnik. The former Fran Albrecht Elementary School during demolition and the granary at Zaprice Castle during arson. The photographer is exhibiting these photographs at this year’s FKK OFF! group exhibition entitled Silence. The philosophy of this series is simple: when we lose something, we all fall silent.
Ilona Mrgole
The light remains
Maybe nothing really disappears.
Maybe it just turns into light,
into breath, into peace.
Primož Poljanšek
Station
Primož Poljanšek’s series of photographs explores the mysterious and silent moments at a train station, where the transience of time and waiting meet. In black and white, Poljanšek captures the atmosphere where the station is not just a passage, but a place of introspection, peace and expectation. The photographs from this series reveal the silence that reigns in the moments between the arrival and departure of trains, when time seems to stand still for a moment. In each shot, Poljanšek creates a space for reflection – silence, transience, contemplation and connection with the environment. „Station“ is not just a visual record, but an invitation to delve into the silence and the hidden stories that the station reveals in our inner awareness.
