What I saw when I hugged my grandma
What I saw when I hugged my grandma

60x72

Acrylics, mediums, inks on canvas

In 1999 NATO forces bombed Belgrade, the capital of Yugoslavia. The burning city was abandoned by those who had means. My grandmother and me (I was 11) remained as we had nowhere to go. Alone on the empty street, surrounded by the fire of war, I felt that death is seconds away. I closed my eyes and hugged my grandmother. With all the tragedy happening around us, I felt (and still feel) that this is one of the most beautiful moments of my life. When fires and chaos of time and violent change were all around, I felt timeless, like people on ancient icons. The death was all around, but my heart was at peace.

Merciful angels
Merciful angels

48x36

Acrylics, photography, inks, mediums on canvas

The painting is dedicated to the memory of children, who died during the NATO bombing raids of Serbia in 1999. “Merciful Angel” was an incorrect translation of the NATO’s code name for 1999 bombings (in English it was called a “Noble Anvil”). 

Colors of War
Colors of War

60x70

Acrylics, inks, plaster, various mediums on canvas

One war-related impression that stuck with me forever was the experience of colors of the burning city. Yet it was more than coloristic change: I wanted to depict a shift from the ordinary into the new, never seen before territory. The well-understood city was experienced in an entirely different way. 

Broken air
Broken air

12x16

Photography collage, acrylics, spray paints, various mediums on canvas

The impossibility of breaking air symbolizes the permanence of our perception. Yet the fact that our perception is permanent does not necessarily mean that it is correct. In a uniquely dramatic moment, the air can be broken and the mythical dimension that runs our lives comes to the foreground.

This piece is exhibited at Abrams Claghorn Gallery https://abramsclaghorn.com

Old city street
Old city street

39x20
Acrylics on canvas

House in the woods
House in the woods

48x36
Acrylics, mediums, spray paints, Ikea cotton chair cover on canvas

Untitled
Untitled

15x20

Photography, spray paints, various chemicals

War transformation
War transformation

10x10ft

This was my art performance piece during my studies at Central Saint Martins in London. 

As a war victim, my message was to show what humankind can produce and destroy in one day by first producing this work and afterwards repainting it white.

Short circuit
Short circuit

15x20

Photography collage, paper collage, wires, acrylics on paper

Untitled
Untitled

15x20
Photography collage, paper collage, tape, acrylics on paper

1999 war victim #2
1999 war victim #2

20x15

Acrylics on fabric

Hanging gardens
Hanging gardens

18x20

Ink, pen on paper

Hanging gardens II
Hanging gardens II

46x32

Ink, marker, pen on paper

What I saw when I hugged my grandma
Merciful angels
Colors of War
Broken air
Old city street
House in the woods
Untitled
War transformation
Short circuit
Untitled
1999 war victim #2
Hanging gardens
Hanging gardens II
What I saw when I hugged my grandma

60x72

Acrylics, mediums, inks on canvas

In 1999 NATO forces bombed Belgrade, the capital of Yugoslavia. The burning city was abandoned by those who had means. My grandmother and me (I was 11) remained as we had nowhere to go. Alone on the empty street, surrounded by the fire of war, I felt that death is seconds away. I closed my eyes and hugged my grandmother. With all the tragedy happening around us, I felt (and still feel) that this is one of the most beautiful moments of my life. When fires and chaos of time and violent change were all around, I felt timeless, like people on ancient icons. The death was all around, but my heart was at peace.

Merciful angels

48x36

Acrylics, photography, inks, mediums on canvas

The painting is dedicated to the memory of children, who died during the NATO bombing raids of Serbia in 1999. “Merciful Angel” was an incorrect translation of the NATO’s code name for 1999 bombings (in English it was called a “Noble Anvil”). 

Colors of War

60x70

Acrylics, inks, plaster, various mediums on canvas

One war-related impression that stuck with me forever was the experience of colors of the burning city. Yet it was more than coloristic change: I wanted to depict a shift from the ordinary into the new, never seen before territory. The well-understood city was experienced in an entirely different way. 

Broken air

12x16

Photography collage, acrylics, spray paints, various mediums on canvas

The impossibility of breaking air symbolizes the permanence of our perception. Yet the fact that our perception is permanent does not necessarily mean that it is correct. In a uniquely dramatic moment, the air can be broken and the mythical dimension that runs our lives comes to the foreground.

This piece is exhibited at Abrams Claghorn Gallery https://abramsclaghorn.com

Old city street

39x20
Acrylics on canvas

House in the woods

48x36
Acrylics, mediums, spray paints, Ikea cotton chair cover on canvas

Untitled

15x20

Photography, spray paints, various chemicals

War transformation

10x10ft

This was my art performance piece during my studies at Central Saint Martins in London. 

As a war victim, my message was to show what humankind can produce and destroy in one day by first producing this work and afterwards repainting it white.

Short circuit

15x20

Photography collage, paper collage, wires, acrylics on paper

Untitled

15x20
Photography collage, paper collage, tape, acrylics on paper

1999 war victim #2

20x15

Acrylics on fabric

Hanging gardens

18x20

Ink, pen on paper

Hanging gardens II

46x32

Ink, marker, pen on paper

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