I AMerican
Water Street Studios. Batavia, IL
Jan 24th - March 30th 2014
A selection of my ceramic vessels is currently on view at WSS as a part of an exciting exhibition titled "I AMerican", curated by Sergio Gomez. The exhibit aims to explore the intricate meaning of being an American from the eyes of a variety of artists of diverse cultural experiences.
My here exhibited vessels are a fraction of larger body of work united under a single title "Gathering". These pieces are deeply rooted in my reminiscence of childhood, and the place of my hometown Vinkovci, in Croatia, where I used to spend weekends at my grandparents house. To me these vessels are both a connection to my childhood and homeland, as well as in a way, a recreation of the time past.
The city where I was born, Vinkovci, in Croatia, is rich with archeological findings. Many of these are intricately engraved ceramic vessels from the Vučedol culture, one that resided there from 3000-2200 BC. Additionally, down the street from our house lived an old potter whose entire garden was covered with masterful and simple vessels. I remember often watching him work and procuring some clay to play with. My everyday exposure to these various ceramic objects – the ones I saw in the museum and the ones from down the street alike, created in me a sense of continuity, and connection with the soil.
Once I had moved to the United States, eleven years ago, these childhood memories started becoming more vivid and a sense of broken connection replaced the previous feelings of continuity and familiarity.
For me the act of creation of these small vessels, very primal and intimate, as well as the process of their accumulation, evokes my childhood, and is a reflection of an underlying search for reconstitution of what is familiar and comforting.
The city where I was born, Vinkovci, in Croatia, is rich with archeological findings. Many of these are intricately engraved ceramic vessels from the Vučedol culture, one that resided there from 3000-2200 BC. Additionally, down the street from our house lived an old potter whose entire garden was covered with masterful and simple vessels. I remember often watching him work and procuring some clay to play with. My everyday exposure to these various ceramic objects – the ones I saw in the museum and the ones from down the street alike, created in me a sense of continuity, and connection with the soil.
Once I had moved to the United States, eleven years ago, these childhood memories started becoming more vivid and a sense of broken connection replaced the previous feelings of continuity and familiarity.
For me the act of creation of these small vessels, very primal and intimate, as well as the process of their accumulation, evokes my childhood, and is a reflection of an underlying search for reconstitution of what is familiar and comforting.
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