The disappearance act - Rapunzel style 

//part of  Voždovačka galerija - Bajka, audio-immersive installation, written mostly in Serbian with bits in English

[...] The installation speaks, in depth, through poetry, narration, theoretic sequences and auto-interrogation, about the thematic concerns of the exhibition. It begins with “Once upon a time” and gradually dissolves into a series of less coherent thoughts and ideas which, ultimately, tie the ends to their beginnings (essentially reminding us that, both “happily ever after” and “happily never” are okay). The text is written by Voždovačka galerija, but it references at times: the disappearing act (as in, the magic trick scheme), parts from Haytham El-Wardany’s text “How to disappear”, samples from “Inside my Love” by Minnie Riperton, an interpretation of the “The naked truth” legend and an interpretation of our friend Marija Radojlović’s grandmother’s real life story.

The Disappearance Act - Rapunzel Style
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The oracle told me I’d fall in love with the one

//on the occasion of 1999-The oracle told me I'd fall in love with the one, exhibition that took place in Novo Mesto, Slovenia; and on the occasion of love

The oracle told me I’d fall in love with the one is the most important sentence from The Matrix. It is said by the leading female character to the man who is supposed to save the world, at the moment when he and everyone else loses faith in the idea that this is even possible. He does not believe that he is the one. Because of this, he dies, but not long after that, the woman bends the narrative by understanding that she is in love and that this love was predicted by a prophet [continue reading]

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Thinking about the exhibition text - Mother is a Bitch by Šejla Kamerić

//introductory text for the upcoming publication on witches and brooms, in collaboration with Šejla Kamerić

Sometimes it feels as if the text needs to contain certain words, structure and references in order to pass as a legitimate exhibition text, even if written in a way that’s seductive and unconventional. This is not to say that I’ve not fallen into that same trap; I, too, frequently mention post-structuralism, juxtaposition, the Anthropocene, and similar platitudes, even though I wasn’t pronouncing one of these words correctly in Serbian, which I found out later in a formal conversation about it. Should I be ashamed of this, or is it only easy for me to admit it because, as a former professor of mine said: women are allowed to be clumsy [continue reading]

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News, prologue

//written in 2019, in the context of NEWS Issue 0 independent publication, with contributions by Barbara Kapusta, Julija Zaharijevic, Tamara Spalajkovic, Julius Pristauz. Published by Open Space, London

I sat down to write a poem about an idea, but then a friend of mine, an artist, sent me something Philippe Parreno said: talking around things is much more interesting than talking about things. I thought about cigarettes. It’s an object with so much content, the cigarette: a perfectly ironic consumerist item that literally disappears into air. That thing you hold when you don’t know what to do with your hands has also been described as a slow, deadly weapon, yet as you stand outside and smoke, you somehow make new friends. It’s an interface, really, even if poisonous [continue reading]

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