- Commisioned Works
- Personal Works
- Visual Arts
- Workshops / Education
- Art
- Photo Portraits
- Erotic Collages From Mid 90s
- Parents
- Book of stains, holes and stitches
- Manholes
In the early 90s, towards the end of elementary school, I began drawing on the margins of my school notebooks, making collages at home from old magazines, collecting unusual objects and modifying “ordinary” ones, writing (poor) poems and (better) travelogues, taking photographs, and sporadically playing on objects and instruments, leaving artistic traces on the street…
In short, all this time from 1992 onwards, parallel to film, following ideas and new obsessions, I engaged in many artistic disciplines, partially aware that this might lead to dabbling in too many things, but at the same time… curious to try various media and methods, restless only in film.
For years, I collected old photographs and finally mustered the courage to do something with them. I tried various ways to transform photo portraits from their basic state. The goal was to move as far away from the originals as possible while still retaining something recognizable.
Back then, during the 90s, I was heavily influenced by Surrealism and Dadaism.
I was also going through an emotionally turbulent period in my life, which is why these collages are filled with unfulfilled and, to me, not entirely clear desires.
Intricate, delicate work with pieces of the bodies and the world of images in general, was the only way I managed to control that world even a little bit.
Even though I am not a trained artist, there have been a few times when I stubbornly decided to draw something realistic. I would dive into someone I was in love with and draw her every day or, as in this case, redraw two Polaroids of my parents.
A: In the relatively carefree days before their wedding and
B: on their wedding day.
Technique: plain and colored pencils
A book whose pages are actually various pieces of clothing, rags, and bed linens with touching stains, holes, and patches. I found them in family closets but also cut them out from pieces of furniture I came across… wherever I wandered, roamed, and rummaged…
Miniature replicas of official city manhole covers with new, unexpected texts: “Relax and stutter,” “I wonder, I wonder where the end of the Cosmos is?” and “Oh, oh girls.” This was a collaborative work with Marija Đorđević.
I was fortunate that the center of Belgrade was being renovated that year, so I cast these little sculptures into the hot, fresh, thick asphalt and spent some time with the workers from “Beograd-put.”
The main task in the workshops I conduct is to create an atmosphere where participants, regardless of their experience, knowledge, and age, can “thaw out,” relax, and then unobtrusively share with each other some precious insights that each of us has.
I achieve this through a series of challenges, games, and exercises that freely use, or rather exploit, various artistic forms and techniques: drawing, playing music, collage and montage, filming, storytelling, running… all for better, more playful mutual communication and the development of personal potentials.
Each workshop brings something concretely useful: stop-motion animation techniques, the basics of film language, the logic of motion illusion, everyday documentary-making, lo-fi music videos… but along the way, many precious (and often hilarious) stories, life hacks, and skills are shared among participants that might come in handy someday. The combination of concentrated studio work and exercises that send participants out on an adventure with a specific goal makes the few days of the workshop pass quickly.
