String of Mothers and Nest

String of Mothers

Being a mother draw my attention to another aspect of my self, the one of being a daughter and a granddaughter. I started looking backwards and looking for a root or a stem ending in a string of mothers stretching backwards perpetually. There is a sense of mystery of something venerated in the past in a form of a deity as these figures turn gradually less familiar, blearier and abstracted. So here started the Russian dolls. They are transparent and it is possible to see the adult female figure inside, with another smaller adult female inside itself.

I have now finished the nest. It is about getting to terms with a miscarriage that happened years ago.

String of Mothers and Nest

Vana Urosevic

I have just found a lovely book about Vana Urosevic. I have had it for a long time but never properly read it until now. It is like discovering treasure. She is a contemporary Macedonian artist who works with space and objects. She weaves dream scenes and sometimes nightmarish atmospheres. She is particularly exploring phobias and dream symbols.

Insect-covered cup Vana Urosevic

There is always beauty in her work, even in the most disturbing pieces. I find her work very inspiring and connect with it in many levels. Being female and trying to define the personas -the idealised aspects of femininity in “ the six women that helped Casanova” part of “The Casanova factory” for example. These entities could be confined in one person as different archetypes.

The weighing of the soul is probably my favourite piece. It is beautiful and subtle, in a way it is like an icon. The idea of the soul being weighed can be found in the earliest religions. It is a recurring idea, one of those symbols that reappear carrying meaning from the primeval on.



Sacred object and desecrating The original meaning is eroding over centuries, here is being reinvented and reassembled. I see and connect with the Byzantine heritage and the traces of the past.

Every piece of this planet carry their past in the soil. Its’ myths and layers of meanings . For me it is strangely comforting, like finding the smells of my childhood in the old wooden furniture.

She reminds me of the Dictionary of the Kazhars by Milorad Pavic in a way. The importance of the dream world in her work makes this connection for me, and in her latest exhibition also the use of parallel time. The thought that things can be associated with each other and exist in parallel, but in different times and/or geographical spaces.

Vana Urosevic