Villa Agave Dubrovnik
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Transcript of Villa Agave Dubrovnik
Depending on climate conditions, the agave blooms once in
ten, forty or a hundred years.
And then, at its peak of beauty and luxuriance, it dies.
Towards the end of its life, the agave’s stalks can be more than
seven metres high, as if they are nobly defying their inevitable
fate. Mother Nature made sure, though, that the plant leaves
something behind for the future, because before it dies, the
agave releases seeds that will bear life once again.
Once upon a time
a known explorer and archaeologist,
decided to settle down in Dubrovnik.
a known explorer and archaeologist,
decided to settle down in Dubrovnik.
He began to build a house,
on a cliff facing the sea
and the old city.
He began to build a house,
and the old city.
He worked from the heart and was paced by the wind and rain. Stone by stone
and tree by tree, he picked each carefully as one would pick one’s own friends.
It seemed as though each ancient piece, each relic he collected on his quest for
knowledge had decided to end its journey at this exact spot and fully surrender to
the tranquil surroundings.
He worked from the heart and was paced by the wind and rain. Stone by stone
and tree by tree, he picked each carefully as one would pick one’s own friends.
It seemed as though each ancient piece, each relic he collected on his quest for
knowledge had decided to end its journey at this exact spot and fully surrender to
As a true explorer and archaeologist he
admired the order of nature and used its ways
to complement his new home. He left a stone
canvas for the waves to carve their stories on,
a window for a horizon
to come to and sooth its loneliness…
As a true explorer and archaeologist he
admired the order of nature and used its ways
to complement his new home. He left a stone
canvas for the waves to carve their stories on,
to come to and sooth its loneliness…
Clouds came to visit each morning, delivering news
from the lands he was no stranger to
and occasional advice on how to best
humour the sun and the shade.
Friends came to offer a hand and ask for advice.
Children brought water in exchange for stories
of mysteries and discovery.
Clouds came to visit each morning, delivering news
from the lands he was no stranger to
and occasional advice on how to best
Friends came to offer a hand and ask for advice.
Children brought water in exchange for stories
of mysteries and discovery.
He worked passionately during the day, piecing
memories and freeing emotions, and rested at
evenings to collect thoughts and
disperse in visions.
He worked passionately during the day, piecing
memories and freeing emotions, and rested at
evenings to collect thoughts and
When the moon peeked in late at night, the man greeted
him warmly. They talked about ebbs and tides,
time and friendship,
unburdened by each other’s size and significance.
When the moon peeked in late at night, the man greeted
him warmly. They talked about ebbs and tides,
unburdened by each other’s size and significance.
The house was finished on the first
day of summer. It was a
quiet, peaceful
morning and people slept late.
The house was finished on the first
day of summer. It was a
morning and people slept late.
It seemed that
nature held its breath
for a second, in admiration
for the work of one man.
It seemed that
for a second, in admiration
for the work of one man.
It was the day
the agave flowers blossomed,
the first and the last time in a
hundred years.
It was the day
the first and the last time in a
hundred years.
Dubrovnik was always in Sir Arthur’s heart…
Admiration for history, passionate search for
new truths, a kind way with people, bravery to face challenges…
woven in a house on
a cliff facing the sea
and the old city.
Dubrovnik was always in Sir Arthur’s heart…
Admiration for history, passionate search for
new truths, a kind way with people, bravery to face challenges…
woven in a house on
and the old city.
„Dubrovnik was once a famous Republic – and then it lived quietly for a long
time, resting with its memories. That was when I met it. Today Dubrovnik bursts
with life as a result of the countless cheerful tourists visiting it .This contributes significantly to its prosperity. It also gives it a beautiful,
contemporary look. But I prefer the quiet, poor Dubrovnik, of my day…“
Quote from the article “With Sir A. Evans at Mons. Bulić’s”, Novo doba, 20 June 1932.