Thursday, June 16, 2011

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Force of Earth (by Katarina 2353)

Pannonian Plain, Serbia



Decorated residential building



though it was a bore draw, there are some great signs for a future wave of new socceroos. Obviously the time of Tim Cahill, Schwarzer, Kewell ,Neil and Emerton are drawing to an end, and so to a great era of amazing players.

But in this match we got a fantastic preview of a bright, bright future. With players like, Federici, Zullo, Mckay, Ognenovski and Troisi.



Pile - Ceca

Netherlands in no rush to ratify Serbia's SAAYou can keep your apology...

Travel by Bright Tal on Flickr.

Was ist Kunst?

Raša Todosijevi? is prominent Serbian conceptual and performance artist, known as great provocateur and sarcastic critic of relationship between artist, state and consumer. Raša was part of great Belgrade performance art group, together with Marina Abramovi?, and many other radical artists, which are considered now to be the first ones who truly and completely broke bonds with past social realism. Raša’s work is full of very well known historical symbols, such as swastika, or red star, used in different manner and in different context. That problem of duality of meaning of symbols was main point of his interest when he visited Venice Bienalle in 2011, where his work was awarded.  

Erstwhile, I tried to be an air force pilot - the wings of our army. It was in Mostar. Since I was no good at this, nor did I like the boring company of the cadets, I have returned to Belgrade. For two years I’ve took courses in drawing and sculpture in Šumatova?ka Street no. 122a. Finally, in the year of 1964 I’ve enrolled the Academy of Fine Arts in Belgrade. My professors at the Academy were people of unpleasantly low talent and even lower education. There was nothing left for me but to travel throughout the world and to educate myself, the ways only I did knew, in order to be able somehow to break, with my tiny powers, the invisible bondages of omnipresent provincialism. I’ve got my studio exactly after thirty years, at the so-called Old Fairgrounds, which during Second World War was a pitiless German concentration camp. Sometimes, when in my atelier I listen to the silent music on the radio, it seems to me as if souls of murdered camp inmates are visiting me.




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