Echo of The Forest - The Story Behind My First Big Opus And First Solo Exhibition
I started Echo of The Forest in 2002 and didn't know it at a time. I started several paintings. I wanted something different. I wanted to make a painting I would be satisfied with. And I had criteria...
Echo of The Forest: Song of Osiriand, oil on canvas, 55x55cm,2003, Olivera Kovacevic
I watched old master pieces and (knowing painter's biographies), I wondered and analyzed why did he (mostly he, rarely she) painted that, at what point he said it was finished, what was his criteria, was he really satisfied with it? I wanted to really know, so I didn't ask anyone who knows a lot. I was an art student and I learned my portion of art history, artwork analyzes etc. and I wanted my guts to speak to me and to dig deep emotionally into the matter.
Next I wanted to find out what would satisfy me. I wanted an artwork I would proudly stand by and say: "This is my work". My college work was all like that and I was very productive student: I worked in two classes and had plenty of work, but I wanted to go step further. My criteria were not just to express myself anymore, but to bring it to the next level of maturity. I didn't know how to put it to words exactly, but I knew what would it be when i see it.
Therefore, I needed to experiment and to see what it is.
One day, while observing the nature, it came to my intention how much I like things "in between", like twilight, mist, fog, spaces that are not so clear and defined. So I asked myself why would not I paint the mist?
While I painted those various mists, I realized how much they are me and how I can deeply relate them, atmospherically as the kind of work I would like to be presented with.
This drove me even deeper. While painting it, I started to remember every time in my life I saw the mist, haze, smells of nature, of beautiful forests and it made me fulfilled and connected to nature.
Then I realized I lived my whole life in concrete and how much I missed nature and I don't mean park, I mean wild forest and that I am probably not alone in this.
That revelation gave me wings. I painted more and more nature staff.