Monday, 20 February 2012

Beautiful Decay Book


Beautiful Decay Book 6: Future Perfect
http://beautifuldecay.com/futureperfect/

A child-like man


A child-like man is not a man whose development has been arrested; on the contrary, he is a man who has given himself a chance of continuing to develop long after most adults have muffled themselves in the cocoon of middle-aged habit and convention.
Aldous Huxley

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Much more rational....


We have not yet gone far enough in space.
There had been ships on the Atlantic for a good time before America was discovered.

Zagreb's Street Art Museum


One of the first results of such an effort is to bring your picture of yourself down to something nearer life-size. And presently you begin to wonder whether you are yet, in any full sense, a person at all: whether you are entitled to call yourself "I" .


One's ordinary self is, then, a mere facade. There's a huge area out of sight behind it.

http://www.muu.com.hr/

Monday, 29 August 2011

How Not to Be a Fool ?!


What the wise seek is in themselves, what the fool seeks is in others.
Confucius

The Death of Trust


Gaia was the great mother of all.
Gaia is sometimes thought to embody the planets and the Earth, and sometimes thought to embody the entire universe.
In some Gaia theory approaches the Earth itself is viewed as an organism with self-regulatory functions.

Dissociative identity disorder


Dissociative identity disorder is a psychiatric diagnosis and describes a condition in which a person displays multiple distinct identities or personalities (known as alter egos or alters), each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment.
Hypnotists reported what they thought were second personalities emerging during hypnosis and wondered how two minds could coexist.

Searching for justice




Lawyers back in town, searching for justice...
Some theorists, such as the classical Greeks and Romans, conceive of justice as a virtue—a property of people, and only derivatively of their actions and the institutions they create.

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Home Made collaborate with OKO


OKO, one of the Croatia finest street artists supported Home Made Electronica with cover for new release by Nenad Todic – Jazz Dolly EP. So far feedback on release is great and his deep tech house drives floors crazy from Chicago to China.

http://homemadeelectronica.com/blog/?p=94

Friday, 22 July 2011

Lawyers



Legal advice is the application of abstract principles of law to the concrete facts of the client's case in order to advise the client about what they should do next.

He who is slowest in making a promise is most faithful in its performance.
Jean Jacques Rousseau

Wednesday, 29 June 2011

2nd Urban Art Awards - The ARTAQ AWARDS



Artaq, 1st International Urban Arts Competition
Every year Artaq identifies the most representative artists in the evolution of Urban Arts and contributes to their influence.

Saturday, 25 June 2011

Identtity-plus someone else.


The synthetic identity of the rock star is the quickest to produce because its signal is forced to operate at a speed closest to the rate of the environments mutation.

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Avoid Fields. Jump Fences.


were looking for people who:
-read books
-dont see a clear distinction between work and play

You could win a job, and not just any job!!! The Holy One :D

Tuesday, 29 March 2011

nice company :D





http://www.artaq.eu/en/nomines2011.html
:D

Saturday, 12 February 2011

Maybe too much painting in a row???


i just cant stop sometimes <3
i get really painful blister on my finger now to remain me to stop sometimes!!!

Tuesday, 1 February 2011

new interview INZINE

inzine

In our first in a series of exclusive interviews we had talked with OKO. Although I am convinced that she does not need any special introduction, for all those who don’t know, OKO is one of the most famous street artists in our region.

Why OKO (OKO=eye in Croatian)?
Eye that sees everything, inner eye, Gods Eye, there is a lot of variants, closest to me is the eye that we carry inside, eye with which we emotionally see things and situations.

Why street-art as form of expression?
Because it allows an absolute and complete freedom, there is some connection between me and the energy this city feeds me with. Every city is different, Zagreb is my home, and because of it with him I have best conversation

For how long are you present at street scene?
I think, for about three years, although is difficult to define … I have started leaving things on street in different periods, but almost constant in last three years.

Street vs. gallery, what do you prefer?
Always has been, and always will be the street. Gallery is something where you developing some concept, story and you have to define it from beginning till the end with curators. Street is, at least for me something what gives you immeasurable consolation, gives me power, like best friend which will always be there to cover your stupid things and watch your back. There is something unbelievable when at evening you walking alone and gluing thing along the city, adrenalin, silence, thinking, sometimes you lose feeling what is reality, and what is your imagination. All this is what constantly makes me go out.

Where are you getting inspiration for all those works?
Thinking, constant thoughts that floats thought my head, sometimes they just fly through, sometimes they fade in eternity, sometimes they become text, and sometimes they catch the chance and become drawing (which in themselves contain the entire sentence, which in most cases only I can understand).

How much time do you approximately spend on work?
Couple of hours … because all posters are hand drawn with brush on really thin paper, sometimes it lasts and for few hours, but with time all this process has become a lot faster. People often think that all my works are prints, but that is not so, everything is hand drawn – because for me, this is form of meditation and then I most clearly hear my thoughts … when the hand follow the lines, thoughts get wild

For how long can one creation survive on the street?
Couple of times it happened that somebody rip off my work or completely strip it of in just one hour, but some works are still there after three years, which is wonderful to me, time has started to bite them, they are washed out from sun rays, the background is become rusted – they are somehow coalesced with environment.

Which is yours favorite technique, and why?
Hand drawing on thin paper, I’m using acryl because is resistant to environmental conditions and fast drying, and brushes … my favorite are, the thinnest, which are used for models, because they leave thin and precise trail, so besides that final work looks like print, whole process is meditating.

Why women and birds as most common motive?
Women were concept of beauty and femininity through history, and birds – birds are symbols of freedom, something so pure …. Once I read that birds are carriers of souls after dead, that sentence thrilled me.

For planB you talked about project “city as confessional”, do you have any other project which you would like to highlight?
City a confessional was emerged in part of my life when I was passing through one emotional crisis. And when the person is so alone and week loses complete power, feeling for solitude, get lonely… People are like animals and when they going through hard times they go away from everything, and seclude, at least I do that. There is something that makes you weak vulnerable and you need somebody on who you can count on, in my case there was the city. Somebody who won’t take advantage of my feelings, and make me feel vulnerable. Then I wrote all my weaknesses on papers, and placed them in medical test tubes… and as such I started living them through city, so that somebody else knows what I’m going through, and I’m still not feeling vulnerable.
Last project I had worked is again result of one emotional moment, because I currently don’t have residential address and my ID is complete absurd, the only way to feel my “roots” was that I leave it through the city by myself. I copied some motives of my tattoos and stick them across the Zagreb. By this I was creating home for myself, and sense of belonging and security…. Every one of this tattoos have special meaning for me, which does, and should not be understandable to wider audience. It was important for me for a moment to feel the stability of residence, so as usual I turned back to street.

Did you have any close encounters with law enforcement, how did ended?
I did and they were merciful. Everything went OK, probably one need to be persuasive and charming so that things settle down

What are you doing when you’re not creating street-art?
Painting and drawing …. The only thing that matters is that hand fallows coordination of thoughts.

In last few years street-art has started developing, how are you satisfied with current situation?
Definitive king of this climate is group Puma 34, there is nothing to add, except that they deserve interview for them self. They get covered everything in city and wider areas. They are definitive model for me. Filjio as pioneer has leaved enormous influence on all people who want to deal with similar themes.

Wednesday, 19 January 2011

identity card-im without home address and only identity for me is street, thats my home





The Seal was an item of major importance in old civilizations, they are marks of power and of authority. A Seal has a force of a signature, they authenticate private or public contracts, and become symbol of secrecy.
God marks individuals with his seal showing thereby that they belong to him and are under his protection. Tattooing symbols of identification and is interfused with all their magic and mystic potency. Identification always carries a double meaning it tends to invest the individual concerned with the properties and strenght of the creature or thing to which that person is assimilated and, at the same time, to immunize the letter against its potential power to cause harm.


In the last few months I was forced to move for a couple of times.
I have changed 5 different apartments in last 5 months.
It was scary and painful in a way, because I had to collect all of my stuff, my whole life and throw it away.
I felt like a snail: I went from having a big snail house to loosing it.
On certain levels it was liberating, it was just me against the whole world, there were no material things that I could use as a shield...
The only thing that I was left with was my ability to survive and to see what I was made of.
Quite a test, I can tell you.
Because I feel like I have no the roots connecting me to the place where I grew up, I am taking parts of me, my tattoos, and putting them in the streets, making them mine in a way, turning the whole city into my home and my shield.

Saturday, 15 January 2011

Les Misérables


Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.
Gertrude Stein

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

saint


A saint is always someone through whom we catch a glimpse of what God is like -- and of what we are called to be.

Tuesday, 11 January 2011

Saturday, 30 October 2010

Angry panda


Today angry panda went to hackney wick to meet his little french friend Maude, and she made lovely food and was very lovely as always ♥


...And he made some new friends ... the street rats :D

...And now im a happy panda.

hackney wick/london

Friday, 29 October 2010

For all the football fans




Building of The Football Association, 25 Soho Square/London

That best portion of a good man's life,
His little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth

Thursday, 28 October 2010

Rebellion attitude


London squat-Islington & Highbury

Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.
Voltaire

Wednesday, 29 September 2010

Sun Creature


There is something in his mind ..... that makes me so much stronger

Monday, 30 August 2010

Guardian of Great Silence



I have often regretted my speech, never my silence.
Publilius Syrus

Monday, 16 August 2010

We Are Seven


We Are Seven

A simple Child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
-- Her beauty made me glad.

Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?
How many? Seven in all, she said,
And wondering looked at me.

And where are they? I pray you tell.
She answered, Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.

Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother.

You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven! -- I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be.

Then did the little Maid reply,
Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree.

You run about, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five.

Their graves are green, they may be seen,
The little Maid replied,
"Twelve steps or more from my mother's door,
And they are side by side.

"My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.

"And often after sunset, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.

"The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.

"So in the churchyard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.

And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side.

How many are you then, said I,
If they two are in heaven?
Quick was the little Maid's reply,
O Master! we are seven.

But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!
'Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, Nay, we are seven!



William Wordsworth

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

All My Fears



Little monsters in my head called FEARS

Thursday, 15 July 2010

Stay up late


Stay up late. Strange things happen when you've gone too far, been up too long, worked too hard, and you're separated from the rest of the world.

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Monster's from my neighborhood





Some of the Monster's from my neighborhood, sometimes I meet them in the hall and they are not always friendly or pleasant!
But actually I think they are just shy. :D

Friday, 9 July 2010

The Captain of the Great Ferry





We were in Mali Losinj ... We become captains of the great ferry,and found many deserted islands, saw many of the sea monsters, and we almost found the treasure chest under the sea, but no one could dive deep enough.

Friday, 25 June 2010

Academic success


Life opportunities are more closely related to degree results than ever before. Coupled with that, children are being examined more than ever before. This loses sight of exams being an indicator of how you are progressing and becomes rather like conntinually pulling up plant to se how well it is growing.