Personal archive
unknown period
There is more life in the deep sea than in our worlds, a dolphin told me once. Our worlds, he told me and that made me feel really good.
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Personal archive
2025
Again she had dreams that were like warnings. Two narrators, acting as guides, one story.
The story was about two people and their relationship, one that was new and hopeful .. the emphasis was on the feelings.. one that was hopeful, and then suddenly hope became the feeling of danger.
Personal archive
2018
Instead of cemeteries, the dead were just buried in the sand, together with their valuable belongings. Walking, you can still find pieces of broken pots that decided to crawl out in the sun again.
Rica Rica (Acantholippia deserticola),
Tola (Baccharis tola),
Tolilla (Baccharis boliviensis),
Copa Copa (Artemisia copa),
Chachacoma (Parastrephia teretiuscula), Airampo (Opuntia soehrensii),
Chañar (Geoffroea decorticans),
Pingo Pingo (Ephedra chilensis)
Hard to pick shrubs.
Drink all of them and keep walking.
Personal archive
2019
Perhaps this world is no more.
It is here only as a distant glow of a star exploded, somewhere else and
long ago.
Private archive
2025
Bosa i samo bosa.
Personal archive
2025
Goals
Andalucía, Spain
San Blas, Panama
Private archive
2019
2025
And a first wedding night of two plastic chairs.
Personal archive
2024
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Personal archive
2021
Personal archive
2025
The story is real as much as this Captain. And his wife, who decided to visit him while he was stationed somewhere in the Sea of Japan. She made a passport and bought a ticket, to get on a plane for the first time in her life. It was also the first time she had left this island, and the first time she wanted to surprise him like that. On the plane, she was seated next to a woman who, like her, was visiting her lover. Seven hours into a fifteen-hour flight, they reached for his picture — and both the husband and lover had the same face.
his home.
Raša Istra Croatia
Raša Istra Croatia
Personal archive
1937-2017
Raša is a town constructed in 547 days. It is also a name of the river. The town was made as a part of Mussolini’s planned settlement program, and it was built to be a mining town. This image was taken in 2017, in already long abandoned mine headquarters. If I could ask for a carnet of time travel tickets, I would use one to visit Raša, and I would pick an autumn, one between 1958 and 1966. The ballroom would still be open, and the cinema too. Former Yugoslav mine workers describe multiculturalism and camaraderie as the most important value in the mine. Values used to be luminous, not only underground.
Personal archive
2016
Personal archive
2025
I don’t want to be here. However, in the most repulsive places, as in a desert devoid of life, all plants will be blessed with medicinal powers. Infused with warm water, these hard to pick shrubs show a delicious transformation. The floors are dirty but the bathroom is clean. Just one night, and some tea.
Personal archive
2020
He was a young man. His mother was a fisherwoman, his father a fisherman, rowing a boat made of plastic water containers. Suddenly he was holding a little dead fish, up to my eyes, saying something I didn’t understand..
I asked him if he could fly the fish as in a wave, and showed him this gesture.
This is what he did, his back facing the mangroves, his movement more gracious than mine. The little dead fish in his starfish palm crack opened the horizon in front of me.
Personal arhive
2022
I thought this was vooodoo but in wasn’t. It was just the end of the road in a good neighbourhood. It was winter.
San Blas, Panama
Zagreb
Personal archive
2018
It may be wrong to say that something ended up in nothing, when we always leave something behind.
Personal arhive
2018
White space, only the WIND as the object of the exhibition in a constructed pathway
is pushing you from the back very strongly up to a
Personal archive
2019
He told her he was reading a book, the second one since he finished the other one that same morning.
She then said lucky books, and he said lucky bracelets..
And she was wearing them.
You can't read the bracelets, she thought.
You can't wear books on your wrists.
Personal archive
2019
A ball is about to end up in a net.
We don’t see the frame of the net.
Maybe it’s a cage, maybe the end of that game.
Maybe is not a meaning.
Personal archive
2017
I’m sorry but I don’t like your hands.
Personal archive, Bones and tails
2023
Over the years I alternated between these two animal species, sometimes sharpening my claws, sometimes chasing their tail.
Sometimes they'd be a little afraid of me and pretend not to look at me, and sometimes they'd throw me a bone. Sometimes they'd even pretend to throw it and hide it behind their backs in order to test my naivety.
Personal archive
2021
As we were lying on our backs watching the night sky, they told us our existence is already reflected there as in a mirror.
According to that, when we die, we already are stars again.
I don’t think you are allowed to tell lies in such a place.
Private archive
2022
When I open the balcony door and the bedroom windows at the same time, sit in a chair on wheels and spin myself around, I close the eyes and get closer to the sensation of sailing.
La Habana, Cuba
Zagreb, Croatia
Private archive
2022 - 2026
..on all falling colours in the night.
I know this closed window, the sun always open, the moon always full.
Now where is the geisha with barbed wire around her ankles, to walk too slowly, to open the gate?
Beograd, Serbia
Personal archive, 2017
Postoje ti neki brojevi u životu koji se stalno ponavljaju.
Personal archive
2023