My old house
Past few days I was guest in my parents house. Coming back in the house where I’ve spend most of my life, stirred up lots of emotions inside of me; feeling happy and sad in the same time.
For today, I have decided to experiment and mix drawing and poetry. Drawing of a bird house together with haiku poem that I wrote several years ago.
мојата стара куќа
уште е таму.”
“My old house”, pencil on paper (10cm x 15cm)
There are days when I am empty.
As this matchbox for example.
“Empty”, acrylic on hardboard (6cm x 10cm)
It is a privilege to have friends. I am writing this post from my friends home, with post box number 2. I love you, Sasho Velagic.
“Post box”, pencil on paper (7cm x 9cm)
There is nothing much to say. Today Hope is enough.
“Hope”, archival pen on paper
I love to paint objects and give them different roles. It stirs my imagination.
At the end, it is not about the object that is painted, but more the way we want to see it.
“Shark”, acrylic on hardboard (21cm x 6,5cm)
“So what?” was the sentence that was most difficult for me when I get out of drugs. I would have passion and willing to do something, and then one day I would just think “So what?” and everything would lost the meaning.
There are still moments when I think the same, but I am not the same person anymore. Here is The quitter.
“The quitter”, acrylic on hardboard (8cm x 6cm)
Painting of croissant
This painting of croissant is inspired by the Lord’s prayer from the Gospel of Matthew.
“Pray, then, in this way:
‘Our Father who is in heaven,
Hallowed be Your name.
Your kingdom come.
Your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day
our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And do not lead us into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For Yours is the kingdom and the power
and the glory forever. Amen.’”
“Our daily bread”, painting of croissant, acrylic on hardboard (13cm x 8,5cm)
Polka dot teapot
This is my second painting of polka dot teapot. Maybe it would be better if I made this one later, in December or January, because teapots always reminds me of snow, warm home and stories. Or you can just look at it and imagine the rest.
“Polka dot teapot”, acrylic on hardboard (16cm x 10cm)
This could have been just a still life painting of tangerine, but where is the thrill in that 😉
“Nude”, acrylic on hardboard (11cm x 6cm)
Clowns are fascinating. So far, I haven’t met a person indifferent about them.
Few years ago, I met the girl who had fear of clowns. That was first time for me
to hear that someone is scared of clowns. Later, as I was searching online about
this, I find out that many people have the same fear, known as “coulrophobia”.
I was never scared of clowns. For me, they were always sad. Imagine that feeling:
they have to pretend they are someone else, doing stupid things to laugh the crowd
for applause… and I always wondered how they feel when they go home and take off the makeup.
When I think about it now, I must say: some of us are clowns sometimes, in some situations,
in front of some people. At least I am.
“Clown”, acrylic on plastic visit card ( 5,5cm x 8cm)