It was like this … I was invited to participate in the exhibition "Days of Serbia …" The curator had an idea for the participants to illustrate the book "Paper theater" by Milorad Pavic, which I had not read. I was told that the book consists of the stories of writers invented by Pavich, such a literary device.
For some reason, I thought that the writers he invented should be all Serbian, and I started drawing them from my imagination.
Then I began to read the book. It turned out Pavich created the images of writers from around the world. I had to restructure my work. And portraits of imaginary Serbian writers remained out of work.
When I painted this portrait, I kept in my mind the image of a familiar Serbian artist, a good-natured hedonist. However, again it turned out a completely different thing! It seems to me that there is something in common with the Gavrilo Princip: some similarity is external and the greater is internal. But I hope that my imaginary Serbian writer devoted himself entirely to writing books and did not have to express himself in the genre of terrorism.
For some reason, I thought that the writers he invented should be all Serbian, and I started drawing them from my imagination.
Then I began to read the book. It turned out Pavich created the images of writers from around the world. I had to restructure my work. And portraits of imaginary Serbian writers remained out of work.
When I painted this portrait, I kept in my mind the image of a familiar Serbian artist, a good-natured hedonist. However, again it turned out a completely different thing! It seems to me that there is something in common with the Gavrilo Princip: some similarity is external and the greater is internal. But I hope that my imaginary Serbian writer devoted himself entirely to writing books and did not have to express himself in the genre of terrorism.