Jetona Koçibelli, is cultural journalist, TV presenter & Author in Albanian. She bring bang 90’s chick & mystery in black in white.
Where is utopia?
Utopia is in everyone’s minds, as well as in my own. It follows me as a sign I try to catch. All I want is to make that unrealized thing possible. It is like that energy that pursues you, to remind you that it is there to tell you that you can do it. The strongest Utopia sometimes it is just you. Because yourself turns out to be your friend and at the same time it can turn into the biggest obstacle in what you want to realize.
What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Anything that may seem very ordinary at a first glance. Starting from that good morning coffee flavor, the scent of freshly baked bread, the delight of a honest conversation with someone. A good movie or a book, a glass of wine in the evenings, without caring about anything else.
A delightful classic flavor that culminates with such music. The smiling of a child. The gratification of doing a good job, roses that you receive without a return address. But the greatest inspiration is my own freedom. It is my sky and my air. It is the fire of my own existence.
What turns you off?
Vulgarity, to be salable only because you need to. Pretending to be, the flattering attitude of interest. Untrue things, compromised often by the unnecessary. The cold eyes of a calculator. The malevolent tendencies and people who have never made mistakes in life.
How Much Do the Myths of History Impact on the Lives of the Present?
I’m not pro myths. History is not an unchangeable thing. The beauty stands precisely in this, in the daily richness. Yes, maybe the truth is that history is written by the victors indeed, but that will not be the case, because generations will always find interesting facts to be interpreted. I think history and it’s characters should be depleted from myths.
What is utopia made of?
From minor fears, doubts, memories, experiences, myths, passions, desires, suppression and ideas!
What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Being empty of any kind of feeling and emotion. Life is in itself a thrill. How can we otherwise feel that we are alive and exist? Therefore, I will always embrace emotion, even if you are hurt, or filled with the devil. They are us, our interior is naked and unprotected. At the end of the day, should we be next? Walls are only self-defense illusions, which in the end are nothing but self-destructive.