I was brought into a world of nostalgia and disillusionment. Growing up in Montenegro, in the aftermath of Yugoslavia’s collapse, I learned early that there is no going back to what once was. My sculptures begin here, in ruins, in discarded or decaying objects. I reconfigure what has lost its purpose into new, self-contained forms.
The motif of the fairy recurs throughout my work as a personal and cultural symbol. As a child, my mother and grandfather told me fairy tales that made me believe I might grow wings myself. The fairy represents to me the imaginative, the magical, a force that transforms the ordinary into something alive again. Through sculpture, I return to this belief, not as fantasy, but as method: a way to re-enchant the world after collapse.
Destruction, then, is never final. It is an opening. My practice embraces decay as a fertile condition, one that allows for regeneration, for new forms to emerge from the remains of the old.