My partner took a photo of me caressing a stag through a fence on a natural platform of the long hill Rašica, near the village, called with the same name. The entire village was a victim of the Second World War's occupation of German military forces. They burned it to the ground and forced it's inhabitants to exile because they helped partisans who were fighting against the Nazis. But the people who survived returned back after the war and established the village back to its life. Thus was the strength of our free Slovenian nation. - The Stag somehow enjoyed my caressing, and I felt blessed to be standing there with him, letting me enjoy his company. Of course we gave him some extra food - the beautiful grass-leaves from nearby, as we did it with other two stags there, only one stood back in the shadows. Four stags, like four official members of the Laibach group with their enigmatic names: Eber, Saliger, Dachauer, Keller - the "Vier Personen". - I then changed colours of the photograph to black and white, made it more rough and added the Malevich's (Laibach's) black crosses on white sheets - to the Stag (actually in the fence) and onto my hand as a band on my left arm. Marked with Laibach - and it's name there on the down-left side of the picture. A simple photo of yet a very special happening, made into a symbolic picture - showing the power of art and it's "fanatism".