Više od riječi / More than words

Umjetnost je kao droga i jednom kad ju probaš nema povratka. Ona bespovratno postaje dio tebe, dio tvog bića, tvoje svakodnevnice. Tvoj san. Tvoja java. Vuče te. Gura. Tjera na namoguće. Traži više i još više. I svaki put predaješ joj sve, bez zadrške, cijelog sebe. 

Stvaranje samo je po sebi uzvišen čin i kao takvo uvodi čovjeka u jednu sasvim novu dimenziju postojanja. I u svakom činu stvaranja ponovo se rađaš, živiš, dišeš, osjećaš svaki atom svog bića i beskonačnost svog uma. Teško je takve ljude pratiti i sa njima živjeti, jer više nisu tu nego što jesu, ne tjelesno nego duhovno, njihov um zapravo nikad ne pripada nikome, pa čak ni njima samima. Vezani za svoju ličnu realnost, svoj paralelni univerzum povezuju svijet u kojem oni žive sa onim koji nastaje u njima i njihovim glavama. Umjetničko djelo ne mora nužno biti lijepo, ali mora pokrenuti nešto u čovjeku, nekakvu emociju, bilo kakvu. Moraš nešto osjećati dok posmatraš nečije djelo. I ući u svijet u kojem riječi ne znače mnogo, u svijet u kojem se priča osjećanjima. 

O ovoj seriji fotografija neću ništa pisati, tema zapravo ne postoji. Postoji samo januarski sumrak, kiša, jedna djevojka i jedan svijet na vrhu nebodera, blizu oblaka, a daleko od ljudi.

Uživajte! xxx


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Art is like a drug and once you try it there is no ecape. It becomes irreversibly part of you, part of your being, your everyday life. Your dream. Your reality. It teases you. It pushes you. Searching more and more. And every time you give all of you, without delay.

Creation itself is an exalted act and as such introduces a man into a completely new dimension of existence. And in every act of creation, you are born again, you live, breathe, you feel every atom of your being and the infinity of your mind. It is difficult to follow such people and live with them, because they are no longer there than they are, not physically but spiritually, their mind actually never belongs to anyone, even to themselves. Tied to their personal reality, their parallel universe connects the world in which they live with what is created in them and their heads. An artwork does not necessarily have to be nice, but it has to run something in man, some sort of emotion, whatever. You need to feel something while watching someone else's artwork. And enter into a world in which words do not mean much, to the world in which it is told by feelings.

About this series of photos I will not write anything, the topic does not actually exist. There is only a rainy day in January, twillight, one girl and one world atop the skyscraper, near the clouds, and away from people.

Enjoy! xxx