Viktor, my older son, is a scout. He loves to watch Bear Grylls and other survival shows on television and then he is trying to practice that at home or in the yard. I love his passion for this and I can see he has certain gifts in improvisation with materials.
Last year, we bought him Swiss army knife. Truth be told, he didn’t use it at all, it was too dangerous for him and he didn’t actually need it, but it was a gift he appreciated and it is a tool that will be very helpful for him later on. Until then, his father will gladly use it in the war against the wine bottles.
Clocks are one of my favorite objects for painting. It was 11 when I made this painting and it is day 11 of my project. It’s so predictable and obvious, I know. I could have write a deeper story to go with it, but I choose not to. At the end, it’s Sunday and I have a family to spend time with 😉
Today I’ve read that the reason electric sockets are in the bathroom is so you may plug in hair dryer or shaving machine. I don’t know why, but I am sure that the purpose of the socket in our bathroom is to cheer us up. You don’t trust me? Take a look.
Cartoons are funny. When my son Viktor was 4-5, he would not eat regular cheese, just because Tom and Jerry were eating only cheese with holes. So, as a good father, I would take the knife, made holes inside and the problem would be solved.
In reality, it takes time to make good cheese. Beside cooking and pressing, there are some bacteria included in the process of making those holes. If you are curious and search online for Emmentaler, among the other things that describe this cheese, you can read: “Historically, the holes were a sign of imperfection, and until modern times, cheese makers would try to avoid them”. You can also read that: “It is considered to be one of the most difficult cheeses to be produced because of its complicated hole-forming fermentation process”, or “The cheese tastes delicious”.
Now you may think that I would make parallel between this cheese and our lives and write something like “even with the holes in our souls, we are still worthy, blah blah blah…”, but I won’t. At the end, it’s just a painting of cheese, nothing else.
Today is day 6 and I made drawing instead of painting. It is drawing of the chair I am sitting on when I drink my coffee in the kitchen. Actually, my lap top is on it while I am writing this now. This drawing of chair is tribute to all the chairs in the world, because I know some chairs that are bolder than humans.
It doesn’t make sense? Okay. Let me tell you a story.
Shea Sizemore is one of my dear friends. He is married to Lile, sweet girl from Macedonia and they live in the States with their 2 kids, Maks and Frances.
Shea is a film maker. He does that for a living, but also because he is passionate about movies. At some point in his life, while they were in Macedonia, me and some of my friends had the honor to participate in making short films with him. Those were funny days. We had a chance to be creative and have fun in the same time. We managed to make 6-7 short films. (Truth be told, he was doing the films, we participated, but I write “we” to boast).
In case you think we were not serious: we even get the award on a festival for short films in Novi Sad! Sadly, soon after that film, they moved away. If they stayed, who knows, I might had great career as an actor in Hollywood. Looking at my broken nose, I think I would have a chance acting a bad guy.
One of the shorts that Shea made at that time was called “The uprising”. It was made for “One minute festival”, but he missed the date and he never send it. The whole film is 1 minute long and it is the story about chairs, humans and courage. Here it is. Enjoy.