tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37863817352569093922024-03-18T21:49:45.179-07:00Suzana StojanovićSuzana Stojanovićhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07159152152460875841noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786381735256909392.post-25828572094743498642019-01-17T15:10:00.001-08:002021-11-10T15:26:54.935-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Suzana Stojanovićhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07159152152460875841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786381735256909392.post-9658323238193583652018-10-15T17:39:00.001-07:002023-09-04T17:07:46.696-07:00~ Interviews ~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XcINgYrpq3c/VQ2RWzr0FpI/AAAAAAAABdY/aOGH0OKZZIo/s800/suzanastojanovicartistrevijadbudva.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="175" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-XcINgYrpq3c/VQ2RWzr0FpI/AAAAAAAABdY/aOGH0OKZZIo/s800/suzanastojanovicartistrevijadbudva.jpg" width="212" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><span style="font-size: small;">Suzana Stojanović’s pictorial obsession is galloping horses and the universe. She is a versatile artist and a composer, and she also studies astronomy. Her paintings are parts of private collections in Serbia, America, Italy, Switzerland, Denmark, Croatia, Former Yugoslav Republic of Macedonia, Montenegro and Slovenia. She paints horses and makes an in-depth study of their anatomy, she writes short stories and prepares a book called “Following Old Masters”, where she gives a detailed description of her long-term experiences and experiments, different techniques, making sketches and paintings.<br />
Where does your artistic obsession with horses stem from? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>You do not choose your subject topic, it chooses you. With their beauty, intelligence and grace, horses chose me to paint them and enter their world. Horses are romantic, fluttering and fabulous. While I am painting them, I feel like I am diving towards the bottom of the sea, and when I finish every part of their slinky body, it is like I am collecting the precious stones from the bottom of the sea. The most difficult part is to paint the ambience because it has to be their background; to stress their every movement, to understand their message. The greatest mystery is to grab the unattainable, to grab something that cannot be gained just by using a good technique, but by something that we carry in ourselves and that can only be seen by us.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Will your first animated movie be dedicated to horses and their anatomy? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>A horse is a mystery for me, just like man is. We still do not know it enough, and we understand it even less. Maybe my future works will reveal more of what is hidden in that unusual creature. My first animated movie will be based on one of my mysterious stories.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Does your art change the world, the individuals or you? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I work with the finest and loneliest part of the soul. I try to see with my heart. The meaning of my painting is to give people new worlds, to weave the light sky for them and perhaps to warn them sometimes.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Who has your paintings in Montenegro? Have you had an exhibition in Budva? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>The names of people who have my paintings and drawings as part of their private collection will be a secret. Even secrets make life richer, don’t they? I have not had an exhibition in Budva, but I would love to.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
What do you think about Montenegro artists and Montenegro mentality? Are they close to you? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Montenegrins are people who help people in trouble. </i><i>I still believe that “manhood and bravery” is important for them.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Are you afraid of being old? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- </span> <span style="font-size: small;"><i>Instead of answering, here is one thought of Leon Blum: “A citizen is a pig that wants to die of old age”. The only thing I don’t really marvel, and that I accept as inevitable is death. That is why I create, in order to overshadow the idea of it.</i><br />
Do you believe in love that saves the world from collapsing? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I do believe in love, but nowadays it seems to be an instant product. Everlasting love can only be found in Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. Such love can move mountains, as well as save the world from the evil created by people. Love is also called God and this is why it can do everything.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
What do you daydream about? </span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Childhood is the most beautiful dream. Dreams and dreams come after that, dreams that take us between stars and rocks and lead us through life. I often dwell in my dreams but I never forget to come back from them.</i> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
The piano, literature, painting, astronomy... Where do you usually find yourself? </span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>There are so many skies I can land. I don’t want each of them to slip away from me, because that is the only way that makes me complete. Halldor Laxness said once that the one who searches only for the goal cannot see the beauty of what he does. Music, as well as a painting or even a good book tell stories that the whole world understands. That is why I love all these arts and I am going to work on them.</i></span></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Interview: A painter Suzana Stojanović is attracted to secrets of the universe, obsession galloping horses </b>(journalist S. Mirčić, “Revija D”, Budva, Montenegro)</span></div></div><br />
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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4mIFufhRvik/VQ2RawDOvBI/AAAAAAAABdo/p0Hg2eXZyYc/s800/suzanastojanovicartistvranjskenovine.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="177" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4mIFufhRvik/VQ2RawDOvBI/AAAAAAAABdo/p0Hg2eXZyYc/s800/suzanastojanovicartistvranjskenovine.jpg" width="212" /></a><span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><span style="font-size: small;">To introduce all this it is necessary to have complete study of horse anatomy and also horses recognition through history and mythology. Horses are frequent motive in the paintings of worldwide known artists. Let us just recall the works of Leonardo Da Vinci drawings, Pier Francesco, Albrecht Durer, Diego Velazquez, Peter Paul Rubens, Jan van Eyck, George Stubbs, Odilon Redon, but also the paintings of other symbolical meanings like the horses of Pablo Picasso, Lubarda, Miodrag Jelić, Mersad Berber... Suzana Stojanović also could not resist them. For “Vranjske” newspaper she speaks about her life and creating, lights and signs that destiny sends to us. She speaks of love, the greatest value of human life.<br />
<b>▪ Life celebration</b> </span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
The impression is that you are a woman of unusual artistic adventure?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Life is an adventure, but art is not. Every new day is full of surprises, unexpected events, new meetings, experiences. The works of art are the products of our life adventures and dreams. Art is something that I take seriously and without art this world would be poor.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Horses are completely unique, painted with lot, not only skillfulness, but also spiritual creativity. How do you cherish your inner world?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I cherish my inner world and make it richer with creation. Everything that I carry deep in myself I try to transfer symbolically through my paintings to the observers, so that they could experience my personality in eye sparkle in the portraits of horses, in their moves. I have dedicated to each of my paintings one of my short stories, one of my unforgettable moments of my mood and life, my desires and dreams. One life is short for creating everything I want, for fulfilling myself in the measure I want. I live for art and I feel happy for every single move of my brush, every living eye I create. I rejoice to each my signature, because I know that I have gifted one more ode to this magnificent animal that has been following us from the very beginning, and we have been giving so little to them.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
What is the difference between the horses from the very beginning of yours artistic work and these that appear nowadays?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I still cannot tell you now why I have started to paint horses. When I was little I loved to decorate the walls with their beauty and their greatness. I loved to paint white horses, fairy tales horses, free ones. They have always associated me to long trips, to princes, princesses, to something that connects centuries and civilizations. I returned to them in some other way after a long break. The thing that I see today is something that I could not see before or I was not ready enough to let myself go into these great temptations. I feel that through this horse motive I can express everything that I want: to paint beauty of these magnificent and romantic Arabian horses, to write about their eye looks deep into the distant places, to compose silent melodies about the mute whisper of their thick manes. Of course, in order to introduce all these, it is necessary to study horse anatomy and to have knowledge of horse’s roles through history and mythology.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Do they appear after the photos that you take or in some other way?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I meet this kind of questions almost every day. There are many curious painters and art lovers worldwide and they all want to know something more about my paintings. There is no great philosophy, paintings appear from talent, great work and love towards the creation. At the moment I am working on a book where the procedure of horse paintings and drawings will be in details explained.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
You do not classify yourself into any artistic movement. Does that mean that art is something that you adjust to yourself?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Art is freedom. At this moment I am in the phase of realism, hyperrealism or popular photorealism, but it does not mean that I will keep up to it. I like to experiment and never limit myself in the creation. Horse as a motive is limitless inspiration that can be shown in many ways. I paint in the way I feel, totally spontaneously. My every painting is a story for itself, one part of my life, an event and mood.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Is there anything that motivates you from the outer world?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Everything depends on the way you regard the outer world and on the wish what do you want to see and you don’t want to see. I search for something nice and good in everything that surrounds me. I am happy for every new day, for the fact that I exist, I am happy for every smile that I see in someone’s face, for every warm word. Love moves me, faith that there is something supreme and untouchable in this world.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
<b>▪ Sugar lump</b> </span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Why do you say that one needs courage for a good painting?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>The hardest part is to make the first step, when in front of you is just clean canvas and in yourself only a huge wish to create something out from nothing. The process of creation is very long: from the irrational (when only emotions carry you and when you’re in the realm of colors) in real terms (when you are aware of what you create and when you are watching in front of you something that you have created). Good painting shines, haunts, calls us to watch it again and study it as for the first time. Painting has that much strength as much an artist gifts it with his or her own love, energy and fortitude towards the creation.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
Dragan Malešević Tapi wrote in his Book of impressions during one of your exhibitions: “Glory to you, you are a great artist!” In what way these compliments motivate?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>Every compliment is a motivation if it is an honest one, especially if it comes from the people that mean a lot to me, no matter if they are “great” or not. I am happy for compliments that come from all the parts of the world, also from those “great” people. However, I am also happy for the compliments given by my friends, parents, who give me enormous support in everything I do and create.</i></span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
How do you, in fact, experience horses?</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />
- <i>I have been cooperating for a very long time with horse’s fans and lovers, but also with horse farms worldwide. Recently, I have received a very interesting letter from one lady from the United States that forced me into deep thinking. She has experienced my paintings in one very romantic and special way; she wrote that I was a whisperer who goes deeply into the horse soul till the end, but immediately after this she presumed that I lived and represented the horses in this way because I did not own them and since I was not in the contact with them. Now I know that I will spend long time with them in my imagination and at the moment I miss them terribly, I will go to the nearest horse club to bring them a sugar lump.</i></span> </div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div><br />
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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> A girl with downy flapped cap, that “must have” detail of the generation inherited from the pile of values, ideals and all together “heavenly chases” of her own parents and “close relatives”, appeared before time to the appointed meeting. She was sitting at the chair squirming as if she were at the dentist’s. She was speeding up the beginning of the conversation, which was a possible indicator that she would be a little pushed to speak, because it seemed that she had been one of those who liked “to push fast to the end”. Music that slowly overcame our hosts cozy autumn saloon, tucked up with the fragrances of early coming autumn, dimmed light of delicately placed lamps, as if it were that necessary associate to relax a young woman in the lack of time. However, she pulled her cap even more to her flaming eyes.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Who is Suzana actually? It was a kind of beginning. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>From the earliest days that I remember, I was doing only the things that I was feeling, not accepting to do anything I didn’t like. Painting is something that was making me complete, that I liked. It is my freedom. Since at the age of four I started drawing and very soon my first horse in natural size appeared on the wall of my room. It is still there, always waits for me when I visit my house in Vranje, beautiful, miraculous, the one, because it is alive all the time. Fifteen years later I stopped work. <br />
</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> On the question: “why” she decisively responds “<i>why is too personal question</i>”. On the repeated question, she more willingly answers that she would never paint just for painting “<i>it is completely spontaneous in my case”. I never know when I would paint. Simply I do not force myself </i>, escaping from “personal”. Not before the insinuation that arts are before all possibly personal matter, Suzana Stojanović accepts. “<i>I stopped instinctively, as I instinctively paint. The circumstances were like I felt that I</i> “<i>had to</i>” <i>stop and with that I protected somehow both painting and myself. I was suffering, but frankly my paintings were suffering too, deep down in myself, but when I returned thirteen years ago I think that it had to be like that somehow. It was a period of my maturing, a period of new perceptions. The things I see now, I could not see then, possibly I was not able to see them</i>”.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Was that creative silence, collecting and “storing on one safe place” perception?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>I knew that</i> “<i>it</i>” <i>will happen one day again, that is why I kept silent, I collected, took care of that, although the return to painting could happen even after thirty years, or in any other unspecific period. However, I kept all palettes and a few unfinished works</i>.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> The period of silence ceases after thirteen years and preserved passion of nineteen years old girl starts to pour out. You, as a young woman started “once again”. Did something specific happen then?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>It is complex, and that sort of my silence is a new beginning. Both of them started from me, nothing from the outer world did motivate me. All was only in me. Love moves me, belief that in this world there is something more supreme, something</i> “<i>close personal</i>”. <i>I did not go into painting for money or fame; I paint because I like to do that. I cannot explain that, it is my world; I do not know at all how does the moment of going into painting and getting into that beautiful world looks like. Indeed, while I think when I do my drawing, I recall of that, but at the moment I have palette in my hands, everything stops and color occupies me and carries me away.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Your works belong to modern, high realism or hyperrealism. There are big disputes and very much divided thoughts on these “movements”?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>My thinking about any sort of realism, no matter which degree you give to it, is not going into details, for example, horse portrait or human portrait. It is important to represent real space, real creature-person and real part of a day. It is realism for me: all lights, shadows, reality in richness of endless lights play; it is always connected to my mood, moment when I see something in some way and how it all looks like</i> “<i>in my head</i>”. <i>While I paint I do not stick to some principles, I paint how I feel. Painting is freedom. People feel that. It is love, the artist’s soul. It is something more than painting itself; it is a</i> “<i>subject</i>” <i>of observation</i>. <i>If it is not “alive”, people can feel that, I do not know how myself, but one painting is more than a painting, it is life and freedom</i>.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Freedom, as a universal postulate of humanity, is one high and hard objective, frequently something that cannot be realized in many spheres of creation and life. How do you reach it?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>Freedom is the courage to be what you are. To work and to do the things you truly desire to do, is very hard, but if you are ready to try, it might succeed. I do not put up with force, I work only the things I like, in which I believe and I do not have prototypes; I do not use only special palette paints, special preparations, special brushes (one of the colleagues with Academy once stopped and ecstatically said “original Van Dyke brown”, I asked him to show me that in the painting, and then I showed him the tube of our</i> “<i>home made</i>” <i>palette paint</i>. <i>He did not believe</i>!). <i>I buy material from many producers and it is not important to me whether they are highly ranked or not, since everything is in my fingers and my head. I buy preparations mostly in bookstores, sometimes I make them myself, but I do not make a fuss about it. It does not deal with any kind of philosophy, or paints, preparations but it deals with courage itself. For a good painting it is necessary to have something more than courage alone. It is condensed and unconscious; I am conscious when I start my painting and when I sign it, everything in-between is total power of the painting over me. The process of creation is completely irrational; sometimes I create work from a single drawing, sometimes only with fingers and colors, but I do not decide upon that consciously.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> Why a horse?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> - <i>They intrude somehow themselves, not with their beauty, it is possibly the last that forced me to paint them, but with their looks in the eyes, carried for centuries, as if they were collected in their glance. They simply haunt me. In their first phase, as a little girl, I painted horses too, although rarely, I draw and paint people most of all, and now, I do only horses. I will wait for some time the moment when I will recognize in people the people again, if they awake in them. Horses are</i> “<i>their own</i>”, <i>nobody possesses them, and people are very wrong, because horses are one unceasing net of our existence. People are not consequent, free, courageous, while horses are all these things. I will soon get very my</i> “<i>own horse</i>”, <i>but no one will posses anyone in that situation. I am looking forward to its coming, our</i> “<i>talks</i>” <i>and sugar cubes with which we make them happy. It will come soon, but for now it is a secret, although it will be his name</i> “<i>Secret</i>”.</span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Interview: Miraculous world or necessary sugar cube </b>(journalist Ružica Z.N. Stojković, “Danas”, an independent daily newspaper of record, published in Belgrade, Serbia) </span></span></div></div>Suzana Stojanovićhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07159152152460875841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786381735256909392.post-19234818312265396472012-10-03T09:58:00.010-07:002024-03-01T06:59:45.756-08:00~ The Secret Gardens ~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Its opaque gardens called us to discover many secret messages. There is a secret, whose doors we are only slightly opened, and this is the secret of human nature. The gallery of miraculous human souls, mysterious eyes and smiles, who rule the hidden empire of strange plants and herbs, awakens the imagination of the viewer. In the abundance of light and colors, gorgeous wreaths around their heads and decorative wrapped clothes, are dancing in the rhythm of their mood. The ornamental rhythm, expressed in clear lines, shaped like knots and tied and twisted decorative ribbons, invites us to dance. Colorful flowers symbolically announce the arrival of the spring. Vivid and flicker characters are freely expressed in space, and nature in their background seems to be involved in events and emotions. Naturalistic expressed in idyllic and biblical scenes, they provide different testimonies of past times. The human being and his surroundings are the subject of many creative works. Suzana Stojanović did not resist nature’s charms too. Her opinion is that creators need to know a lot about nature, so they can faithfully show and explain it. The series of artworks “The Secret Gardens” she began to work in 2008. As in life, as well as in creativity, she never wanted to be chained with chains, so she transferred her freedom to her works. She simply works only what she wants and the way she wants it, because she thinks that ability is exactly what lies hidden deeply in the soul of the author, and that is the way, in which he will express it hidden, his own. <i>“He does not have to be understandable, but he should always be his own”</i>, says the artist. There are many interesting people in the gardens of humanity. Some of them cause wonderment and attract attention because they lead us away from the usual perceptions, some stand out with their dignity and spontaneity, and some triumph with their melodic beauty in unknown light and atmosphere. In the endless gallery of characters and figures, located in the picturesque flower gardens, Suzana tries to discover what is hidden in them, is there some message. One of her most representative works of the series “The Secret Gardens” is definitely the “Lost Kingdom” personified in the figure of a thoughtful woman with a gold overcoat, sitting on a fallen tree, surrounded by thick green leaves. Her kingdom is miraculous and does not exist on maps; once it disappears, it can never be found anymore. Its palaces are invisible. They are woven from dreams, music, love and fragrances. The thoughts of this beautiful woman are guardians of its walls, and her hidden desires are guardians of its space. Everything is airy in this kingdom: sometimes it is illuminated by light, and sometimes wrapped in deep darkness, and it seems that the thoughtful woman is trapped in it. In her view, dignity and forgiveness, dreams and abandonment, pain and pride clash. Her soul is chained with heavy chains. The only evidence that she once lived in a miraculous kingdom is a gold coat edged with flowers and a thin crown on her head because <i>“lost gold can be found, and the lost kingdom never”</i>, says Suzana in one of her essays. People in her secret gardens often turn their backs on viewers (“Presentiment”), but it’s not a departure nor an insurgence but a subtle way that she chooses to show us in what direction and what they are going to, showing us the phenomena and feelings that motivated her to create. A Renaissance dressed woman, long blond hair, with her body movement directs us to someone, only known to her, happening. Lush green grass, fresh shade of the garden and color gradations contribute to the mystery of this event. Although without clouds, the blurred sky announces uncertainty and confirms the theory that nature still rules over everything. Even the smallest breeze can sometimes bring unrest and fear into the fragile human soul. The skill is to describe all those wonderful sounds that carry only hints. The work “Flower” at first glance is one of the many illustrations of the myth about the beautiful Narcissus of an ice heart that did not return love to anyone. However, if we look a little deeper into this artwork, behind the sad willows that are reflected in the water, we can observe a sad love story about a young man who sends a flower to the girl by the river to tell her that he is waiting for her. The presented scene is distinguished from others not only because of motif but also because of the unusually palette rich in various nuances, which intertwine in water full of plants and contours of the sky. In this way, Suzana displayed two scenes in one: the one we see in the young man and his immediate surroundings, but also the other, which is beyond that scenery, in the Renaissance ambient and velvety clouds that radiate heavenly peace and tranquility. However, the mild gray that covers the whole picture suggests that a young man’s message, hidden in a beautiful flower, bright yellow color, will go down the water unnoticed. The most intriguing work of the series “The Secret Gardens” is “Leaving”. Hidden from the public’s view and relieved of all external influences, surrounded by lush vegetation in her secret garden, facing the viewers, this woman, although she leaves with the body, speaks of inner freedom and some miraculous peace that prevails in her and in her surroundings. Her view is relaxed and it looks like she has just left all the memories and disappointments behind her, and a bright red hair confirms her determination to start a new path. She leaves a wild, desolate and dead place in which intertwined, drained branches and dense plants that climb through these branches seeking a way to reach the light, rule. The woman does not carry any luggage with her, which completes the story of her breaking up with anything that can in any way associate her with this desolate place. Close and distant, and at the same time fantastic and realistic, the artworks of Suzana Stojanović attracting views with naturalistic vision, in which sensible women merging with the sounds of nature, rustling treetops and grass and unusual peace that dominates the space, in which they are metaphorical and allegorical represented. In these works, the sky is almost not visible and it looks as the author is trying to tell us that her people do not want to leave the ambiance they are in. The view of the woman in the picture “Promise” speaks of self-confidence and determination, but at the same time a secret that she does not want to transfer to the space outside her garden. Even the work “Catch the Sun”, bathed in light, stops in the hands of a girl who holding the Sun and the Moon, gently smiling. Suzana followed the lives of different people and presents them on her works in a natural environment. The fact that she lives in the middle of a crowd that is constantly changing and the wave infinitely merges and separates is the source of enormous inspiration. Each of these faces hides a secret. She tries to present them just as she sees them, honestly, without embellishment and allegory, carefully working the details. The artist, in each of her illustrations, tries to stop a moment of life, which, for the person she represents, may be crucial. It looks like her people are constantly standing at some milestones and intersections, surrounded by plants and dense forests, and that they are constantly looking for an exit from those forests. Creators often find themselves in such situations and perhaps it is precisely what provokes defiance in them and makes them go ahead, not giving up in spite of the difficulties they encounter. Part of Suzana’s art creativity is constantly focused on researching man and nature. The meditative mood and depth of feelings radiate from her individuals supported by lush vegetation. In this way, nature is recognized as value for itself, and not only as a decor. It is also not a part of the soul or an expression of the inner life of the faces represented. Moreover, people and their environment form unity. They are connected by light, with which together they become an expression of mysterious mood and harmonic accompaniment that emanates from luxurious gardens. Sometimes this harmony turns into presentiment and restlessness, when thick clouds over the idyllic scenery and mysterious smiles come up, which announce the storm. At those moments, it seems that a man closes himself in his own non-existent universe, not knowing that any alienation from nature leads him to the dungeon. The enchanting light that plays on his face only hints at the secrets he has successfully hiding from the public for years, despite many emotional and lifelong rises and falls. Sometimes he finds some of his spiritual peace in front of the easel, hidden in the deep shadows of the forest, sometimes in socializing with the cuddly creatures, and sometimes in the long sailing of the river, watching the outlines of his own life in its moving scenes. These are moments in which he forgets about everyday adversity and goodbyes, the loud streets and disturbing faces. Suzana loves nature and flowers and the beauty of lush gardens often describes in her artworks because <i>“every flower, whether rose, chrysanthemum, peony, perch or dahlia, has its own secret”</i>, she says. Each of these innumerable pieces of which nature is composed has some sense and meaning. The burble of the water below the waterfall, the wind that carries the scent of field flowers and swings the branches, the wonderful birds that nest in them, is all a great inspiration. <i>“Catching, with brushes, shadow and ray shifts as they play their eternal game of hunting and releasing, is a challenge”</i>, says the author. Her “Secret gardens” are filled with inner and external beauty and are very pleasant to watch. The works of this series (which can also be seen in DeviantArt, Behance and ArtStation gallery) abound with interesting perspectives, characters, various costumes and rich decorations, described very diligent. They reveal a precise and detailed panorama of a bright and, at times, a melancholy, motley life, and unknown areas with mythological and arcade scenes that are transformed into poetry. Meadow flowers, sprinkled with mountain streams, celebrate nature and write beautiful verses about life and many happy and unhappy loves. Through the gardens of Suzana Stojanović, many captivating women with flower wreaths over their heads pass. Romantic scenes are a reflection of different inner feelings. Through the thick branches of the trees, inner adventures are breaking through, vivid eyes and cheeks of beautiful faces flicker. In these lively views reflect the resolve of a man to explain to himself the phenomena surrounding him, impose his laws, and meet his own inner to experience himself more fully. Powered by the strength of his own spirit, he wants to rule the external reality, and not be overwhelmed by it. Often unprepared to deal with this cruel reality, he goes to hidden places, away from curious views, where only their strange tenants and the twitter of the heavenly birds interrupt their silence. In these secret places, besides stone fountains and in the shade of gorgeous trees, where many varied emotions and feelings swing, many creators find inspiration for their art and among them is Suzana.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Mount Hope</i>, an internationally recognized literary magazine produced by the Department of Creative Writing at Roger Williams University in Bristol, Rhode Island, in the United States of America, features literary fiction, nonfiction essays and memoirs, graphic storytelling and poetry digital and in print and gives voice to both emerging and seasoned writers, from anywhere, in all forms, and from all perspectives. The magazine has published writers from more than a dozen countries. The authors range from people publishing for the first time, all the way to Pulitzer Prize winners. <i>Mount Hope</i> was founded in 2012 by Edward J. Delaney, an award-winning author and the Professor of Creative Writing and a faculty member at Roger Williams University since 1990. Faculty staff members and Faculty-led undergraduate, student editors read submissions, choose the best of them, and bring the works to publication. They have a strong commitment to a diversity of voices and experiences and release one to two pieces a month, for the duration of that month. All these monthly releases are collected in a print annual. Editors and staff members put their artistic minds to work, hand selecting fiction, nonfiction, poetry and more pieces for each edition. The most important factors editors consider when selecting works include the quality of piece, diversity and unique views that can resonate with all readers. Writers from all around the area and world, young and old, are encouraged to put their abilities to the test and submit their written projects to the “Mount Hope” website for further critique.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">“Red Toy”, author Suzana Stojanović, February 2023, Mount Hope Magazine, an American Literary Review, Issue 21: Little Steps, 2023 </span></b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">(Edward J. Delaney, Editor-in-Chief; Adam Braver, Writer-in-Residence; Lisa Daria Kennedy, Art Editor, Associate Professor of Illustration at the Massachussetts College of Art; Ben Harvey, Nicole Kowalewski, Laura Yeadon, Co-Managing Editors; Jordan Durfee, El Segall, Grant Soedler, Assistant Editors; Matthew Milotakis, Diversity Editor; Nolan Abitabilo, Cassandra Bousquet, Caleb Burleson, Lucero Blanco, Zack Demers, Cecelia Egan, Finn Paris, Hennessey Hernandez, A Lee, Madeline Nigro, Greyson Simons, Jordan Sweenie, Sophia Thomas, Editorial Assistants)</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Founded at St. Lawrence University in New York City by Joe David Bellamy in 1973, <i>Fiction International</i> is a literary magazine of art and writing devoted to innovative forms of fiction and non-fiction which addresses progressive political ideals. In 1982, the magazine relocated to San Diego State University (California, USA) where it has been edited by Harold Jaffe and Larry McCaffery until 1992, when Harold Jaffe assumed sole editorship. The journal was named one of the “top literary magazines in America” among two thousand eligible journals, according to Literary Magazine Review’s survey of over one hundred editors and writers. It is the only literary journal in the United States emphasizing formal innovation, social activism and progressive politics that feature a wide variety of fiction, nonfiction, indeterminate prose, and visuals by leading writers and artists from around the world. Each year, <i>Fiction International</i> selects a theme and accepts and publishes prose that addresses the theme.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Fiction International, Issue 55: Dream, 2022 </span></b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">(Dr. Harold Jaffe, Editor-in-Chief; Justin Call, Robert James Cross, Jason Phillips, Erasmo Reyna-Gomez, Anastasios Moros, Associate Editors; Julia Bautista, Edgar Brito, Emily Buchanan, Arriana Carlton, Giancarlo Caballero, Alondra Contreras, Michelle DeLong, Caroline DeLorenzo, Marla Guerrero, Sophia Hejran, Shekinah Kifer, James LaBelle, Jenna Lewis, Martha Lugo-Bareno, Ellen Lusetti, Alexx Mattox, Lacie McArdle, Jacob McShane, Angela Mendoza, Kristina Meno, Talia Nasr, Chris Newman, Jamie Oram, Bonnie Palos, Sara Pence, Juniper Perkins, Natalie Ponce, Doris Rubio, Gabriela De Santiago, Isabella Sciullo, Hariana Sethi, Spurgeon Thomas, Jasmin Velasquez, Alejandro Verduzco, Sydney Weill, Editorial Assistants)</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Established in 2013 in the United States, <i>Your Impossible Voice</i> is a nonprofit international literary journal dedicated to supporting writers and poets, encouraging readership and promoting academic literary scholarship around the globe, publishing high quality works including fiction, poetry, nonfiction, translations, literary reviews, essays, excerpts, art, interviews, and more. The journal is recognizable by innovative works that represent new aspects in contemporary world literature and which, by their specificity, attract readers with new forms, philosophical and various themes, contrasts, lucid dreams, hidden rooms, secret codes and mysterious circumstances. The authors, with their original ideas and unique language, add velvety to their thoughts and experiences, while at the same time they are challenging preconceptions, thwarting ideas of beauty and illuminating new surreal intersections that include leading by their inner voices, unusualness, brash, urgency, intelligence and risk. Issues of the journal are published twice annually, online and in both digital and print editions. Reviews, essays, and interviews are published throughout the year.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Your Impossible Voice, Issue 26, Spring 2022 </span></b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">(Keith J. Powell, Managing Editor; Stephen Beachy, Prose Editor; Karen Farmer, Poetry Editor; Nicholas Alexander Hayes, Feature Editor; Alana King, Associate Editor)</span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Produced by the students and staff of Saginaw Valley State University in Michigan, USA, and published on campus by the Graphics Center, <i>Cardinal Sins</i>, an award-winning international literary journal features art, photography, poetry, and prose by members of the SVSU community, including alumni and faculty, and other featured writers and artists from across the world for more than thirty years. All submissions are considered for publication. Selection is made by blind voting by the committee staff. Staff members are excluded from receiving an award in any category. Themed / genre contest winners and honorable mentions are also published within the corresponding journal issue. The magazine is published twice a year.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";"><span id="result_box" lang="en">Suzana Stojanović with sure strokes applied layer upon layer of paint until she breathes life into horses that figure. “I’m speechless. This is fantastic! How in the world has she managed to depict horse hair like that?” - a young art student from Belgrade shouted spontaneously while standing in front of one of Suzana’s paintings exhibited in <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeJV7F1Cd6IOstKpJWvoDHrzEiJWJd8gzM33gYBZkxDUjKR8c4PEhs3cIUhr-hq0i29AwDetOYtMeg2PPTf5dsLob1kk8VL8TNuEPVWA2uS7VHqFqj_Voq9X6_1okadirGd2FzKa30Rh-JCv4mA_N23g2vdrw8BbFvCEsKo7rUnd-QG3mEfbv-ZXSAcrOa/s616/suzanastojanovicartistgecakongallery.jpg">Geca Kon Gallery</a>. Upon opening the exhibition in Pančevo, a famous hyperrealist Dragan Malešević Tapi wrote down his impressions: “Well done, you are a true artist; when I first saw your paintings I thought they were actual photographs. Congratulations.” All visitors are under the same impression. At first, they are in confusion, as the famous painter: whether they are ahead of them paintings or photographs. And how big Suzana’s the love of horses is, can be seen and felt in her paintings: they look like live. The finishing touch is the eye: they have a glow that makes them a crown image. Without him Suzana’s horses were just beautiful. Our interviewee admits that it is difficult to paint horses, not only because you need a good knowledge of their anatomy and movement, but also because it should reveal their soul. Technique, for which this young artist decided, oil pastel, is not an easy. <i>“Here the colors do not mix, but repairs. It is on the card, and it is not allowed even the smallest error. First, I draw the contours on the cardboard, and then I put the paint, layer by layer, until the horse comes to life. The final move is lustering eye. So painting gets its third dimension, what photographs can not capture.”</i> That’s been a real painting horse farm with Lipizzaner horses, ponies and Arabian horses. There is nothing unusual because its exhibitions visitors breathless.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">In a mysterious world of paintings portraits have always been the greatest challenge of all; silent guardians at the gates of the forbidden garden. Human nature can be seen both in the eyes and on the face of a man. The portrait is deprived of physical movement, but what makes it a masterpiece is the spiritual inner world that is already reflected on our faces and in our eyes for the whole eternity. The invention of camera has made the portrait painters almost disappear from the world of art.<br />
In the last century, in which the spiritual was transformed into the material, it seemed that the ultimate challenge to paint the intangible attracts artists less and less. And then, at the end of the 20th century, a young woman decided to start painting portraits of horses. Her name is Suzana Stojanović and she has been living in the world of miraculous realism of winged Pegasus and proud Bukefal for years.<i> </i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><i>- A horse has always been the inspiration for the artists. Leonardo da Vinci himself said that not only painting a horse was a challenge, but that it also took a lot of courage to accept it - </i>Suzana tells us.<i> </i>Up to know she has painted more than two hundred and fifty oils on canvas. She is using the oil pastel technique at the moment which won her the admiration of Dragan Malešević Tapi himself.<i> </i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><i>- It’s done on the cardboard, colors don’t mix and not the slightest mistake is allowed. The work keeps on for days and nights, but my love towards horses makes me forget my great effort and hard work. A horse can be beautiful, but if you don’t give it your heart and soul it will never look alive in the painting, it will only remain “beautiful”. </i> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Full of life and beautiful, Suzana’s portraits are horse psychology encyclopedia of its kind. Within vivid frames various moods of these long-legged animals are being captured by using a range of different colors, something that the greatest experts at the horses’ nature only feel intuitively but are often unable to express it. Suzana’s paintings can do that. It seems as if her horses spoke of their secret inner world which was galloping just beside our daily life and the world of oblivion, familiar to all of us, but indistinct as the thud of horses’ hooves in the blue distance, in the evening.</span><br />
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<span id="result_box" lang="en"><span style="font-family: "georgia";">In the premises of the Society for preserving Serbian culture and tradition, SKUT in Niš, exhibition of paintings by Suzana Stojanović is underway. It is the setting series of the horse artworks, in which the young artist for the first time in Niš, and the fifth time in her career, independently represents the lovers of fine arts. <i>“With this exhibition I am offering audiences the world of nature and the beauty that we are all a bit forgotten”</i>, says Suzana Stojanović, adding that her intentions and a kind of painting mission is that what is forgotten it again offers through her creativity. <i>“I think that the task of the artist is to restore the audience the beauty and sincerity of experience. What I paint, namely lately mostly horses, I try to show as closely as possible I can, because this animal possesses an extraordinary beauty, elegance where nothing should be added, just needs to catch what is there, in front of the eye of the painter and the viewer”</i>, she says about the model that is most commonly found in her paintings. Suzana has been painting since childhood. She is intensely painted by nineteenth year, and then suddenly, for reasons she could not explain, she left the easel. Just as she stopped painting, she suddenly returned to an old love, after thirteen years after the end of socializing with the paintbrush. The new passion for painting as a result gave five solo exhibitions in little more than two years.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The horse portraits painted by Suzana Stojanović, the artist from Niš, are magnificently real. They are magnificent not because the spatial, third dimension can be noticed almost immediately in these hyperreal paintings, but because of the warmth coming out of each painting, from the eyes of these noble four-legged animals, that, according to the legend, the Almighty made out of a gust of wind. - As if it was alive - an amazed young art lover said as he was standing for a couple of minutes with his eyes wide open in front of the portrait of a bay horse with bulging hindquarters, which was captured skillfully at a full gallop, waiting for it to make the next move. And the young painter, also a graduate student of literature, made her first moves with the paintbrush when she was four. Her indisputable talent was proven when she won an international award while attending the sixth grade of primary school. From then on, she paints oils on canvas (realism only), and up to now she has painted more than two hundred and fifty paintings with nature and rural motives, portraits of people. Now, she is exclusively painting horses. There’s an entire horse herd on the walls of a small living-room, twenty exquisite portraits of black horses, Lipizzaner horses, Arabian horses and ponies. Guest book is full of powerful impressions: “If someone had told me, I would not believe that there is something more perfect than Kodak, and it is the soul”, wrote actor Miroslav Žužić Žule.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">- The pride and breed are the themes of these beautiful works, whose author represents a fine combination of a lady and an artist, who at the same time nurtures literature, music and painting. With these words painter Dragan Sotirović opened a painting exhibition of horses in the gallery of the National University last Friday. Its author, Suzana Stojanović, was born in Vranje, but she lives and works in Niš. After she had finished High school of mathematics and technical science and High school of music, specializing in the violin, she studied literature even though painting remained her main passion. This extremely humble girl rarely speaks about her numerous domestic and international awards. Apart from the music festival awards and primary and secondary republic school competitions in match, physics and literature, she is also the youngest winner of the 7th September award in art of the city of Vranje. Maybe that was the crucial moment for her to devote herself to painting even though she is a graduate student of literature. - <i>In order to paint a great painting, it is necessary to have knowledge of many fields, because that is the way of getting into the essence of what you want to present</i>, says the artist who at the same time nurtures literature, music and painting. Literature and painting are the arts that complement each other and inspire each other, said this versatile artist. When asked who her role model when it comes to painting, this young artist firmly replied: Paja Jovanović. - <i>He has a superb work. What he left behind is unique. You can spend hours looking at his work.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">A work of art or a photograph, that’s the first and the greatest dilemma for those who see the work of young Suzana Stojanović from Niš. Because what their eyes see looks so real as if it was “about to speak”. And yet, they are looking at the paintings that belong to hyperrealism, a movement which hardly involves any women painters all around Europe. - <i>Hyperrealism makes it possible to go all the way to the portrait of a man or an animal comes to life, so I opted just for it</i> - explains the artist. “The inspiration for my works I always find in nature. Horses cannot lie”, says the young artist. <i>“They are sincere when they love, when they are furious, joyful or sad. I’ve tried to look into their soul.” - I do painting from the age of four</i> - says Suzana Stojanović. - <i>I got several awards at home and abroad, parents gave me basic supports, who are professors of literature, very committed to the arts.</i> To address the young painter Suzana Stojanović arrived a few calls from abroad. People are interested in her work.</span></div>
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And in between her regular classes and the violin a class, forgetting for a moment about the complex world of numbers and complicated mathematical rules, Suzana was taking her sketching block and colored pencils, devoting herself entirely to the world of drawings and paintings. Since the earliest childhood she was trying to draw, though not with precision, everything that surrounded her and in that way express all of her feelings. <br />
Suzana is now fifteen and her love for painting is never-ending. On the contrary, her artistic talent is becoming more and more expressed. Numerous competitions won in this field testify to that. Suzana is at the same time the only representative of the county district of Vranje who, together with the other children with the artistic talent from the other parts of the Republic, participated in Vuk’s 13th gathering that was held in Loznica. Her immense artistic talent was shown once again. She was chosen to participate in the Pupil’s art colony which was held in Petrovac on the river Mlava from 24th-30th June. <br />
Suzana has recently won three significant awards; two for her artistic and one for her literary work in contest the children's magazine Kekec organized under the name of “That’s brotherhood and unity”. This summer she is going to participate in two more art colonies in our county district: in Dobrejanac and Prohor Pčinjski. <i><br />
- I particularly like painting portraits - </i> this talented girl says<i>. I’m especially fond of Tito’s portrait, the one awarded in the contest of Kekec magazine and published in the almanac. </i> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Music is Suzana’s other great love. She has won significant awards in this field, too. Last year, out of twenty six compositions which were chosen for the 8th Festival of children’s creative work in the field of music, two were Suzana’s. She composed “The Yearning” and “The Indian Camp” for the violin, not hoping to be awarded. She even lost her sheet music. Fortunately, she knew her compositions by heart so everything ended well. <br />
Suzana likes other subjects, too. She has won numerous awards for both literary work and maths. Still, she regrets the fact that like most other children of her age she doesn’t have more time for walking, playing with her friends or going out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>As a hyperrealist painter, Suzana’s engaging works are at once noteworthy, extreme and compelling. Most painters in the photorealist genre have chosen urban landscapes, oversized faces and figures, neon signs, etc. as their signature motifs. Suzana Stojanović has instead concentrated her artistic efforts on horses. And not as one would imagine see horses, for she has personalized the animals in such a way as to totally mesmerize her viewers. Her masterful paintings and drawings are attentive to detail and full of visceral energy not unlike the work of Rubens or Titian. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>And make no mistake about it. These are not artwork dripping with emotion. They are highly proficient hyperreal representations of the equine world that visually articulate the natural power and grace of these majestic animals. Each of her works are consistent as to proper positioning, subtle lighting, shading describing solidity of form, tonal balance, color perspective, depth of field, and natural movement. </i></span> <br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>The first time I viewed Suzana’s work it left a permanent and profoundly deep sensation in my core psyche that recognizably reinforced the universal need to be true to oneself in art as in life. Although her works are relatively divergent as to subject, they are not comprised of disparate styles. Each of her paintings is singularly true to hyperrealism in style and yet they all share a certain humility and softness. However, the humility and softness is not mere stylistic technique; it is Suzana Stojanović the artist. </i></span> <br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>For example, Silence transmutes a special feeling, one of bonding between the master and his majestic horse. The composition magnifies that relationship in the upward perspective, the expansive width and the palette used for the sky and desert. The saddle itself is bedazzling. Yet the glowing colors in it and throughout the figures establish movement also suggested by their measured stride. Were it not for the man and the natural setting, one would believe that the horse was a carefully crafted bronze statute gleaming under the lights. In clouds on the other hand, features an unusual transition of light in dust clouds created by the unrestrained subject animal. Together with the surrounding ominous darkness, they deliver explosive energy and movement. </i></span> <br />
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><i>I wholeheartedly recommend that you take the time to get to know her captivating hyperreal work, as through these fine paintings, she has much to share about life, love and true friendship with all of us.</i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">These are reflective poetic texts, even lyrical-meditative. This kind of literature isn’t articulated enough as a creation. It hasn't been researched enough. Many theories of literature don't even mention it. Suzana Stojanović gives them interesting name, short enigmatic stories. Enigma is their basic idea. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">I’ve read them twice. Carefully. I liked them all. The author is self-centered but there is much space for the reader as well. For today’s reader, torn by a busy lifestyle and worries that dramatic time has brought, they can represent a valuable reading material. <br />
Suzana’s got a refined sense for the man of today, for his disturbed soul. He has to be wise in order to find his way in the dark which is brought by the lights of civilization. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">I think these lyrical jewels should be published. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">It goes without saying that I liked “The Prince and the Beggar” as well. There are some wise teachings in it, including this one, it’s all relative.</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Human nature is enigmatic and mysterious. Even man himself cannot reach its web in the depths, stray and lost thoughts and newborn ideas. Images of dreams emerge and warn, govern and protect. Consciousness exists to set a man straight. “All we have is ourselves, but we aren’t aware of how much we have”, says Suzana Stojanović, a painter and a writer, in one of her stories.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">A word, as well as a painting, has its own power. They dignify, talk, warn and whip with that power. Misfortunes are overcome by words as well as harmony is shown through them. Out of the cosmic chaos, a word should come out as a winner, galloping. Suzana’s word on the existence and overpowering the chaos galloped its way out together with her horse paintings. The poetess doesn’t speak long and much. Even with silence she expresses the symphonies of her thoughts on the struggle of good and evil, on faith in the existence and the creation of our own lives, on the silence of solitude.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">Faith in the existence is a supreme task that man has to accomplish. The unshakeable faith in the power of art and the wisdom of existence permeates the reflections expressed in one breath and one move. Obsessed both with the eternal struggle against the inhuman in man and sorrow because of the inability to protect our own personality from “nobody” in ourselves, Suzana Stojanović travels, worries, cries for help and warns the reason because “only imagination will go to eternity, taking with itself all of its secrets which have been hidden from ignorance and shortsightedness for centuries”. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">The stories before us aren’t stories in literal and theoretical sense. They are more like thoughts on the wisdom of the existence of the real spirit, the balance of mind and body, a man’s desire to win the genuine human sense and true face. Being conscious of ourselves means being conscious of others as well. The struggle for the ideas which strengthen our spirit intertwines within the lines of lyrical prose, thus finding out with certainty the possibilities for a true survival. Suzana regrets the fact that “there are more and more evil men” while knowing that only the one with great heart wins, only the one who helps the lost and a better one, the one who believes in visions and hears the impossible. The winner sleeps inside us and waits for the bells to wake him up. </span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">The imaginary awareness of the world is attached to the realistic one. Running away from the reality as the author sees it and the transmission into the world of imagination allows the author the unlimited freedom which belongs to her only; it protects her from the chaos that threatens to destroy the ultimate labyrinth, the human freedom of mind and spirit. And there, on encountering wonderful and fantastic landscapes and events in the stories, you should open and close the door with caution and fear. Even though the author believes in optimism, fear of the known and especially the unknown awakens her senses, her visions and she yields herself to the infinite word game and its meaning. There is Phoenix, Daedalus and Icarus, “The Prince and the Beggar”, good and evil to block the paths. There’s Suzana’s imagination with which she achieves a greater wisdom and a metaphorical vision of reality. With her paintings and stories she has created the world which is only hers, considering it a better one.</span></i><br />
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<i>In the hands of artist Suzana Stojanović, a picture is not only worth a thousand words, she spends that amount, and more, on some of her paintings. She writes “stories” about the horses she draws and paints, but they are not stories in the traditional sense. They are prose poems, essays on life and love and the energy embodied in the universe of horses. These stories are as beautiful as her paintings, evoking deep feelings and tranquil reflections on what the artist sees and feels. </i></span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><br />
<i>Suzana is an amazing artist. Not only does she delve into realism, but paints in photorealism and hyperrealism. There is an electromagnetism in the latter forms that vibrates not only in the mind, but in the deepest recesses of the human soul. Her prose poems reflect that same light and intensity but flow so naturally that she achieves a lasting effect as well as a deeper appreciation for both her poetic visions and her art. The complimentary effect embeds both the image and the prose deep into consciousness, giving a kind of mythic structure to her paintings and her prose. </i></span> <span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><br />
<i>The myth always masks a deeper meaning, a more profound sense of the true, and Suzana’s work achieves that level of intensity. I feel as I pour over her work that she may well be the modern reincarnation of the ancient Gallic goddess, Epona, the goddess of horses. The horse she paints is not Pegasus. It does not have wings. But, beneath the paintings and interwoven into her prose, Pegasus lives and flies. And, when the light is just right, you might see not only one of her horses in a moonlit meadow, but a unicorn in the garden. Such is her power as an artist.</i></span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>Ladies and gentlemen, I must say that I am glad that the author of these works, Suzana Stojanović, draws portraits of horses, and not, for example, portraits of people. Namely, horses are still better ranked than man, mostly because a man on the horseback is considered to be successful whereas a horse on a man’s back has nothing but problems. A good horse at full gallop leaves dust behind which means that there are more roads to be paved, while people blemish, gossip and envy one another; I’ve almost forgotten about the politicians, they are always related to some affairs. So, poetically speaking, a horse is a magnificent animal which, unfortunately, isn’t in a position to choose its master or its owner. Then there are, of course, “horses with wings”, which obviously went into business with some airway companies. I have often had a chance to sense a slight feeling of helplessness in those who were constantly criticizing hyperrealism because they themselves lacked the artistic skill. In other words, instead of learning first and then giving their opinion about the learned facts, they immediately criticize and by doing so try to hide their own imperfection. However, Suzana Stojanović with her hyperreal paintings captures the scenes at the right moment just in time for all of us to see defiance and pride, might and beauty, gentleness and wisdom. Horses are a heavenly part of humanity. God was merciful to bless us with such beauty. There are fights between roosters, dogs, bulls and people. Fights between horses don’t exist. Horses race in order to win nobly, they jump over hurdles instead of passing them by, and they don’t enter through the backdoor. They go ahead, people lose their way. Unfortunately, horses are being killed, aren’t they? No, you don’t have to answer. It’s all clear to me.</i></span><br />
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<i>As a great lover of horses and their world, as a horse rider, I was astonished by what Suzana’s paintings, her biography and accompanying stories revealed to me. The paintings and that stream of tender reflections illustrate beauty, warmth, nobleness, feelings and intelligence of both her and those miraculous creatures. It’s a unique union of a man and a horse. I know it all too well. It’s hard to achieve it and feel it but that’s exactly what Suzana has managed to do, understanding the depth of a strong, masculine body that gives a sense of power; each vein on the neck that is pulsating; the sincerity of a horse’s eye, no matter what that eye wants to tell us at a certain moment, that it’s in fear, that it is grateful for our breath being united with its widened nostrils, that it’s grateful for a lump of sugar, for given sweetness and love, for bales of hay or oats that it takes as a child takes chocolate. It’s an honest creature. Honesty is hard to find in humans. And once one finds it, they should know how to put that on canvas and into words. “While I’m creating I always believe that someone somewhere far away might touch my soul in some of my paintings, in some of my stories”, says Suzana Stojanović. I would say that she has touched my soul, and other souls as well, understanding them in a particularly subtle way. I’d call her “the ambassador of nobleness”.</i><br />
<i>Each painting is magnificent, each story is wonderful. </i><br />
<i>While I’m reading Memories, that subtle and sophisticated story, I feel sad, my throat tightens because that story describes my life, my reflections on memories that are, as she says “the house of treasure”, reflections on my family that doesn’t exist anymore, on all those magnificent everyday things and details that made life with my parents wonderful. They were exceptional parents. And after that, there is a bunch of memories left: the warm, beautiful and cheerful ones, but also the ones that bring pain. All of that Suzana united in a wonderful story, perhaps my favorite, though it’s not fair to isolate any of them from that abundance that represents a true remedy for us, because in each of them I find pieces of the mosaic of my own life.</i><br />
<i>Her painting, narration, violin playing (because Suzana is an artist in that as well), and her gift gave her the ability to unite it all and make, both for her and us, a step forward, I’d say a step into the world, the same world we all strive for, or at least say we do, but which we demolish and destroy: the world of beautiful things, children and wonderful creatures in the world of animals and fairy tales. </i><br />
<i>God, bless us with more perfection like this one. </i><br />
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<i>It is not often that Almighty God pours out multiple blessings or talents upon a single person, but it seems that He made an exception with Suzana Stojanović. She has developed the habit of writing a short story to accompany her paintings, and as an American novelist, I would like to focus on those stories. </i><br />
<i>While the format in which these stories appear (usually as a block or one paragraph) seemed a little awkward, I soon discovered her command of the English language is superb. Most of her writing, exception for her rendition of “The Prince and the Beggar” would be better described as poetry, rather than mere story-telling. The words flow from a deep-rooted emotion that stirs the reader’s imagination. My personal favorite is “We will always be together when the guitar is playing”.</i> <br />
<i>There are many things a writer can do right as well as wrong. Every piece of art or literature is created to invoke any number of emotions or visions, and many authors mistakenly try telling the art enthusiast or reader what to see or feel. This is a huge mistake, since we all see, taste, love or hate from our own life experiences. Suzana has a knack for writing only enough to allow her fans to experience their own emotions, instead of forcing them to experience her own. </i><br />
<i>It is worth a few minutes to visit her website, and browse through her art and read the accompanying stories.</i><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">52x40 cm</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;">36x42 cm</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>“Promise”</b> 2011.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>“The King” </b>2011.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>“Mirror” </b>2010.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>“Prayer”</b> 2009.</span><br />
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▪<span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia";"><span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"><span class="hps"> Oil painting is a great challenge, eternal journey and quest. It has been changing for centuries within a very restrictive two-dimensional epoch, and it is still interesting. The blank canvas is the greatest challenge for every painter and does not leave him alone until it is finished, the challenge to head beyond the visible and the real, to look for the meaning of his spiritual adventure in a multitude of symbolic elements. Suzana Stojanović found the meaning of her artistic creation in the revival of everything that surrounds her. Her oil paintings on canvas include three motifs: portraits, animals and landscapes. She, often, combines all three elements into one whole (image “Friendship”), because, in her opinion, this “holy trinity” is the pillar of our civilization, its development and survival. The muted tones on this canvas show serenity, not so characteristic of the works of other creators with equestrian motifs. Suzana shows the moment of breather and relaxed positions of animal and the man who sits beside it. This oil is one of her most lyrical and harmonious works. The moment of sincere friendship, separated from untouched bliss, turns into eternity. Every detail is permeated with peace and poetry. As we look at this work, it’s almost impossible to get rid of the impression that there is an old photo in front of us. It is so precisely shown each element of the composition that we constantly wonder how the artist so realistically managed to show the subjects and the space to which they belong. Brown tones prevail in the image. Only the clothes of the man, which are characteristic for the territory of Hungary, are distinguished. This canvas is just one of the indicators that Suzana Stojanović in painting goes her own way. <i>“There are parts of the painting that are done in one breath. Those are the moments when you squeeze the accumulated desire to create onto the canvas. Maybe you don’t remember all the procedures you applied in the work process, but you always remember those moments when you gave yourself completely”</i>, says the author. The strength of her desire to create she embodied in the oil “Winner”. She thinks that races as a subject of working can not be fully perceived if the creator does not feel the feverish atmosphere and strong animals warmly desire for victory, when they are faster than the wind, when every vein on their body becomes an arrow that runs towards the goal. On this canvas, she manages to illustrate the flash of the equipment, to bring the animal to life and the flaming breath that blows from its nostrils. Each detail is confirmed by her remarkable gift of observation. The impression is that any movement, even the smallest trembling of the animal’s muscles, did not miss her sharp eye. The multilayered painting highlights the depth of the displayed space. Spilled contours of the pale green landscape in the distance increase the speed of the persistent animals. The dynamics of this composition point to one of the most important features of Suzana’s entire work - she can make masterful notes of a passing moment. One of her most representative oils is “The King”, in which, in the opinion of many experts, she has reached a level that is very difficult to overcome, not only because of the technique of oil colors, but also because of the light effects and many other details that this work are placed at the forefront of her creativity. However, under dignity, obvious superiority and a multitude of details, being without a glance and sad story is hidden. Aesthetic enjoyment at one point becomes a question: what is the life of this beautiful being and his friend from the blurred background that serves the king? How do those who have no choice to choose their own way feel? Do they always hide their views because someone convinced them that humility and obedience are the main factors of survival? A unique “The King”, besides that it attracts the views with a fluttering mane and interesting golden equipment with which it is tasseled, leaves many questions to the observers. The answers to these questions can be revealed in a limited, yet rich palette between gloss and darkness, grayness and whiteness. <i>“Gray is the color of our defeat. The painters, who did not know how to illustrate all those nameless memories and moments in which they were not sure whether they were happy or suffering, whether they were falling or getting up, whether they were leaving or returning, created it. We accepted this color and it became an integral part of our day. It is that tall wall that always stands between us and our dreams, of which the living colors and hopes break. There is not enough big canvas in which we can place all those dreams, passers-by and words that we did not say. We are forced to paint in layers on this our, small. Its empty islands are desolate enough to describe all our remorse, foreboding, uncertainty and silence. Once, when space is no longer enough, we will also paint it with the last moves”</i>, says Suzana in one of her stories. The change of palette is also visible on her oil painting “Bride”, which is characteristic of a very pronounced relief. Cold tones, which prevail in a bride’s environment, do not announce either joy or enthusiasm, but only a straight line interrupted by restless ruffles on a pale purple dress. This work uniquely illustrates transience. <i>“The subject of painting can not be chosen, it chooses us”</i>, says the author. The works in her gallery, viewed as a whole, are based on interweaving realistic and symbolic layers (image “Memories”). Although this canvas is dominated by a bright green hue, a lonely house in the distance, to which the man with a top hat faces, causes some other feelings. It seems that after many years he returned to his homeland and that the moments he once had left long ago in yellow fields flow through his thoughts. As we look at the beautiful landscape, it seems to us that we can feel the smell of spring. The “Message” is one of Suzana’s oils that also celebrate life and spring. A smiling woman, surrounded by flowers, leaves behind a landscape where clear and cloudy skies clash and she looks at certain, only her known person. The message carried by this look can be sensed from the position of the hand and the golden ring that shyly protrudes from the finger. This interesting portrait artist worked on a very smooth canvas, adapted to work with many demanding details and transitions from one texture to another and favorable for the effects achieved, but at the same time very difficult to paint in oil, because the brush glides on it like on a glass, and because of the non-covering colors, it is necessary to apply them in several layers. A lively pony on the canvas “Awakening” announces the beginning of some new searches and experiments. Despite modern trends in art and a growing number of creators who, because of faster and easier work, shift to acrylic colors, Suzana does not give up on the traditional, centuries-long easel painting, which begun now far away, year 1432. By virtue of the discovery of oil colors, the process, which enabled painters to conjure depth, light and gloss in the works and achieve the effect of glittering the eye and jewelry, was found. This process has created stable and unchanging sumptuous colors. By virtue of this technique, which has enriched many galleries with original achievements, easel painting became the music that accompanies us until today. Suzana Stojanović, an extraordinary animal oil painter and a tireless inventor of unusual faces, uses the oil medium with excellent refinement. Alternating thick and translucent layers, she manages to, on her own way, give her works beautiful tones and soft, glittering brightness. <i>“The slow drying of oil colors allows corrections and different experiments which are very limited in other techniques”</i>, she says. However, it often happens that, although stable, they are matting after several days of drying, and this can cause difficulties in working. She makes a medium for refreshing the matted parts of the painting of petroleum, varnish and linseed oil and she applies the colors with light touches of the brush in the form of a smooth, homogeneous and slightly thick mixture and works in several phases. First, on a tinted background, she does a detailed draft, and then depicts the most distant objects, and the closest and most important she always leaves for the end. She creates a mosaic of small colored surfaces with precise movements and thus she makes it possible for us to feel the pulses of life on the canvas. Her expression is constantly changing. Coloring occasionally becomes a pastel thanks to the shades of gray and blue. On her newer canvases and illustrations, she avoids the black color, which was characteristic of her early period of creation. Still, life’s tiredness, permeated with occasional disappointments and melancholy in ash shades, leaves a trace in every one of her oil paintings on canvas and in every unfathomable view that is lost in the distance. Tendency to realism in the portrait she revealed in her childhood, when she often worked portraits of persons around her, trying to discover in each one a specific characteristic line that would completely separate one from the group. <i>“The face of the person is a great challenge because there is no harder work but with visual means to present the human soul. Portraying a man means to discover the truth about him, catch his thought and communicates with him. To send message to observers and figure out the enigma hidden in the human soul by the visual language and symbols is a challenge. Portraits require special study, clarification and analysis. Each of them is a palette of different feelings and expressions that are the result of deep inner states: surprises, tranquility, anticipation, defiance, unbelief, sadness, fear. The face is the landscape of man. In each of these landscapes, the historical movements of him and his ancestors are recognized, behind which there are different traces, told by his eyes. Portrait sometimes represents many personalities in one, revealing man’s psychology, naivety, life, loneliness and suffering, and sometimes infinitely happiness, welfare and hope in a better tomorrow”</i>, she says. Her portraits from the early days show not just the ideal look of the model (some of these oils remained hidden today behind the wardrobes) as opposed to later works when in some cases those models are adapted to some aesthetic standards of contemporary society. The work “Challenge” in which rarely any hue missing is somewhere on the border between these two soils of experiments. It is characterized by freshness and the willingness of a young woman to cope with all the upcoming challenges. This canvas is just one of a series of confirmations that Suzana completely turns into natural light in her creativity, which may not be as attractive, effective and convincing as it is in the works of old masters (when the light, which comes from invisible and imaginary windows, illuminates only some parts of the face and body, and thus contributes to the mysticism and depth of the image), yet somehow emphasizes the vibrancy of the model and the openness of the space in which her models reside. <i>“The challenge is to confront this environment in which a lot of details interweave and portray them all, without avoiding them, because they just contribute to the richness of works and experiences”</i>, she says and introduces in her every work a unique element that differ it from all others. In the image “Challenge” there is many: starting from the emblem on the cap and vest of the woman to the colorful scarves that are wrapping her waist. Nevertheless, portraits on her canvases do not dazzle too much with external effects as much as the depth of character and individuality. It is very difficult to perform a detailed analysis of her characters, to get to know their thoughts and feelings and to imagine their life path, but that is exactly what gives their appearance an unusual depth that arouses curiosity. Portraits, both in her paintings and in literary works, reveal her power of psychological analysis. On them is reflected her personal stamp. Every creator has an angel who helps him work. It is sometimes an angel with wings that floats in the air, sometimes it is alive in some person, and sometimes it is completely invisible, we just observe it in the signs that it leaves behind. Suzana’s “Angel” is a collection of all this on one canvas. In gentle strokes of the paintbrush intertwined the whisper of past times, the beautiful face of the young woman, and the wavy hair of the color of wheat that separates from the vibrant background. The content of the image is very mysterious. Naples’ yellow, present in the background of the portrait, gives some special tone to this canvas. With this work, Suzana has shown that she really can depict women’s beauty and elegance and that she can be gracious, emotional and simple. The theme of her oils moves from portraits and trees to meadows, riders and water. Each of these motifs she presents different. <i>“Oil colors carry some miraculous energy that can not be reached by any other technique”</i>, says the author. Their power is evident in the work “Prayer” in the materialization of the knight’s armor, the volume of his body and the depth of space. The palette is vivid and clear, and it implies that the knight believes in the victory for which he prays. The fine lines of a young man’s face are contrasted with his impenetrable armor. Everything is painted exceptionally carefully, even decorations on the sword, which absorbs the brightness of the sky. In some parts of the canvas, especially the landscape in the background of a man, traces of the impasto technique, characteristic of Suzana’s earlier works, can be noticed. The arabesque of a knight’s silhouette and the atmosphere of the epic poem that surrounds this unusual work are etched in the memory. This oil is just one of the evidence that metamorphoses associated with the shift of time of day and the shift of the seasons leave a deep impression on the creator as well. Her opus is rich and encompasses the lives of many nations and different historical periods. <i>“The artworks bear many traces of the culture in which they were created if the viewer carefully watches the portraits and objects that are displayed on them. Knowing when a work is done, the watcher can understand what life was like at the time when it was created”</i>, she says and wants to return time on her canvases and illustrations. By coloring the lines, she writes a novel about the moments captured in the movements of a man and the lively animals that she depicts with convincing naturalism. Her sensual personality is most prominent in the way in which she shows the beings and landscapes surrounding them, embodying her by becoming the creator of a certain sophisticated style and a culture that is not superficial. It, which gives value and durability to her works, is their strength, coherence, uniqueness and magnificence of the subject. Whatever she is working, she always confirms herself: both in landscapes, in portraits, and even in still life (image “Language of roses”). Her oil paintings on canvas are evidence of the full commitment of her as an artist. She does not like improvisation and her technique requires time. By applying thin layers of colors, in order to get the necessary airiness in some parts of the painting, she has worked on her canvases for a long time, constantly improving her forms and experimenting with different pigments, creating an impression of unusual wealth, sophisticated and new, until then unknown hues. She chose this method to bring her visions and thoughts closer to viewers. <i>“With the help of colors, the thought gets shape”</i>, she says, for the reason she chooses oil colors for work because she thinks that she can express almost everything she wants: sadness and joy, coldness and warmth, love and suffering, existing and nonexistent. <i>“Many walls of the galleries, decorated with magnificent works, are witnesses of important moments in human history, revolutions, upheavals, but also great loves. There are also some, perhaps intentionally unfinished works, whose truth is cruel and painful, and perhaps too beautiful to end. Brilliant canvases, created from the play of rebellious characters of painters and interesting models, colored the pages of the diary of many lives and minds. The beautiful redhead Fernande Olivier was left to rest on many of Picasso’s oils. Enchanted by the sophisticated and elegant Hermina Muni Dauber, Paja Jovanović transferred her beauty to many of his fascinating canvases. Even now, after many years, they rest side by side in the Alley of the Greats. Rubens reduced the portraits to two real women: Isabella and Helena. His life became closed to everyone else, and opens only to his beloved wives, whose faces became an indispensable part of many religious and mythological themes of the great master. Enchanting and gentle Emilie Flöge, Klimt captured in a strange composition of the painting, created a perfection that looks at us shyly after many years. Monet loved Camille-Léonie Doncieux so much that he painted her while she was lying on her deathbed. After the death of his beloved Gala, Dali remained living in the tower of the castle he bought for her, waiting for her to appear from somewhere and give him a hand, to rescue him from the darkness that engulfed him after her departure. They say that those who love too much lose everything. Maybe there is some truth in that. If in love we do not take what belong to us, someone else will. The desire to create is always waiting. It survived thanks to countless giving and taking”</i>, writes Suzana Stojanović in one of her essays. She listens only to her own instinct and deals exclusively with what she is interested in, both in life and in art. She is in a continuous quest for tones, which are not always directed towards a realistic view and allows herself occasional exits from the frame of realism, and thus connects observers with her spiritual experiences. In her gallery of different styles and expressions there is a splendid panorama of interesting works, in which every canvas is woven out of the experience. From the inspiration and the move of paintbrush, the satisfaction of creation is born, full of surprises. Working with oil colors is complex, and, in many ways, mysterious human activity. Every human being sometimes feels the need to touch the unknown, to create something original. Painters are the only beings who can display their fantasies and experiences with tones that allow them to convey their sighting of the universe as it can not be expressed by other means. Suzana’s oil paintings on canvas (which can also be viewed in DeviantArt, Behance and ArtStation gallery) contain different ethical, sensual and symbolic elements, which often come from contact with reality. They are testimonies and documents about different cultures and customs that connect times and that we will be able to compare across them.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">▪<i> </i></span><span style="font-size: small;"> Pencil drawings represent the basis of many works, and at the same time character and vision of the artists. Playing with brightness and with shadow, they in their galleries create figures of individuals and animals, and on their own way they form objects uniquely, which, from a certain angle of observation, motivates them to transfer them to paper or cardboard. These objects and figures they sometimes show so faithfully that, for moments, we seem to stand before statues or living beings and that we can touch them. <i>“It is in this illusion that the power of graphite pencil is hidden”</i>, says Suzana Stojanović, one of those who did not resist its silvery glint. Far from the chaos and noise of everyday life, on the cardboard, with her patience and precision, she is immortalized beautiful spaces, personalities and animals. <i>“In this space, in which only contrasts are ruled, much of the new and interesting one can be discovered, which is often hidden below the color. Everything is clean and clear, like the city after the rain, on whose facades and streets we first notice what has stood for us for years, but we could not see it because of the dust. With its simplicity, the drawing touches the core of every matter. In life, we always have to start from something, and the pencil and paper are always at our hands”</i>, says the author. As a child, she liked to draw floras. Their endless diversity constantly awoke her interest. Later, on the margins of her school notebooks, she often sketched animals. Considering that in her youth she was engaged in many techniques and among them engraving and sculpture, the knowledge of all these techniques had a great influence on the formation of her as an artist. Working on sculptures helped her to anatomically impeccable represent people and animals with pencils. One of her most famous drawings, which radiate incredible energy and expressiveness, is “In clouds”. Everything on this composition, full of dynamics, is dramatic, and, as we observe, it seems to us that the drama will flow into the space outside its frames. A powerful and upset animal is a central figure of this unique moment that takes place in the clouds. The struggle of brightness and shadow fades under its hooves. The being, melancholy view, is diverged from the ground and goes to some unknown sphere toward the sky. Gently shaded, soft celestial rugs, far from the cruelty of everyday life, bring some new life, unpredictable, but at the same time attractive. Detailed drawn equipment and the body of the animal contrast with the vague clouds that disappear in the whirlwind of movement. This artwork is one of those Suzana does not do with a black pencil, trying to soften the gradations between the dark and the bright zone and to enhance the naturalness of the subject, adding a note of mystery that sometimes seems incomprehensible and inexplicable to the observers. She is very creative and almost never repeats themes in both her visual and literary works. Unlike most artists who turn their experiences and perceptions into black-and-white displays, she does not draw only on white cardboard because she is of the opinion that the impressions that everyday scenes leave on us are not always the same intensity, but <i>“everything is in the crossing of myriad vertical, horizontal, diagonal and winding lines. They speak much more than contrast, volume, shading, and sharp gradations”.</i> The upright lines in her opinion resemble the pillars and associate those with strength, power and endurance (“The call”). The being, which prances, the trees of the deep forest in the background follow, and thus contribute to a monochrome show, that leaves breathless. This illustration is an example to show that the artist pays great attention to the proportions of the subject, which are almost mathematically correct. However, the impulsiveness, which comes from the depths of her being, overcomes the strength of a powerful animal. Suzana Stojanović with pencil is emphasizing the forms of full expression and volume by long shading and rare sharp gradations. In her gallery, you can sometimes see drawings made with dots (“Through the shadows”), whose structure is visible in the freckles that cover the body of the wonderful being and in the background filled with blurred circles, deliberately shaded a bit roughly to intensify the fineness and beauty of the animal. What is characteristic of all of her pencil works is the balance. Nothing on the side can distract the observer from the main subject. She unobtrusive highlights individual parts of the drawings, making them more important than others. By precise positioning of the main subject and by skillfully highlighting the focal point, she attracts the watcher’s view. Work “My way” consists of two parts that connect with a distinct line that draws the head and neck of the animal. The gentle light of the morning, in which the leaves and the profile of the beautiful being are bathed, announces the beginning of a new day and the path to which its gaze is directed. The observer does not know how this path looks, but Suzana with the pencil initiated his curiosity, and he identifies this path with some of his visions, desires and aspirations. <i>“The ways have no beginnings and ends. They gather and split, but they all go somewhere. Even when you come to dead-end, you can always turn back and you are again on the new way. In the life of every artist, days happen when it seems that his creative enthusiasm will dry up at any moment and that his work will come to a dead end. The only way to get out of it is to look for the brightness, and if he is persistent enough and motivated, he will find it”</i>, says the author <i>“because everything in life, as well as in the drawing, is based on contrasts. All those outlines and sketches, made in different places and at different times, piled up in us, always find the way to go out. Sometimes they are not the way we see them, but they are always the kind we imagine. It is the ray that scatters the lines of the horizons of creation and opens the spaces of deep thinking and constant variability of mood. The sketching of various places and events is the only way of not letting them escape and not allowing them to transform into something quite the opposite of what the artist attended and what motivated him. His precise transmission of everything he sees before him with a pencil on a cardboard will keep from forgetting many links of the chain to which we all belong.”</i> In one of her studies, Suzana explains why it is important to draw with a pencil: <i>“It is the best way to understand the shape (whether it’s geometric or organic), the volume and anatomy of the body (whether it’s humans or animals), their gesticulation and the texture of many objects that the creator wants to present. Only with the help of drawing, we can understand the rhythm and expression of phenomena and concepts. Sometimes, just a few lines are enough to create a masterpiece, and sometimes the long-term work becomes nonsensical if it is not matched. Drawing is the beginning of every creative display and any artist should not avoid it, even if it were just the contours of what he wants to show and say. At the moment, when the pencil in his hands becomes a fountain pen, he is on the right path to write a successful story.”</i> Unusual stories, which she writes with her own language on smooth and rough cardboard, erase the boundaries of the epochs. All of her drawings connect on the one hand the spontaneity and complete credibility of what has been presented, and on the other, the beautification of truth and reality, which, often, in all of us arouses restlessness and trepidation. Work “Sunset” symbolizes the connection of two beings, but at the same time the inevitability to which they are going. Their views, turning towards the sun which setting, seem to announce the end of a story. The half-dark scene is permeated with melancholic calmness. The winding lines of their twisted manes show some kind of not opposing to the events that coming. This peace is disturbed only by the gentle breeze, perceived in the rolling branches, which, as if for the last time trying to go to the sun. Bare, without leaves, they leave the impression of transience, which none of us, no matter how hard we try, cannot resist. Many of the creative souls, printed on paper and left to the first wind, were not able to resist this transience to take them in an unknown direction. The artworks of Suzana Stojanović are recognizable by interweaving the past and present, joy and sorrow. Inaccessible areas cause different emotions and admiration. With her art, she emphasizes the beauty of diversity, both human and animal. The subjects in her illustrations are characterized by expressiveness and sophistication. She does not idealize characters, and they do not have religious sublimity; these are quite ordinary people, unknown to the public (works “Keeyana” and “Friends”), riders who never separate from their companions, either in good or bad. The lives of these people can only be perceived by their views directed at observers. The compassionate realism and the atmosphere of spiritual warmth emerging from their view revive characters, but the composition, poses and gestures of the figures bring into it, at first glance an idyllic, atmosphere, note of disquietude and anticipation. What is interesting about these works is the clothes of these people, very detailed represented in graphite pencils on the cardboard, and it, at first glance, explains the areas they belong to. The atmosphere is complemented by animals, characteristic of these areas. With these works (which can also be viewed in DeviantArt, Behance and ArtStation gallery), Suzana shows that she does not like emptiness because they are poor in her opinion. She always enriches her artistic spaces with interesting particulars, such as a falcon that feels secure at the man’s hand. <i>“All the forms that are found in his view, consciously or unconsciously, the artist always in some way presents with interrupted and full lines, which only he can fully understand. They are always different and, no matter how hard he tries, he can never repeat them. That’s the charm of drawing”</i>, she says.</span><br />
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Its homeland stretches over endless desert highlands of Najd in the western part of Saudi Arabia, and its magnificent mane flying all over the globe. It is present everywhere: in places where there are numerous heroes and ordinary people, in the nature surrounding man, in many galleries, objects, phenomena, beliefs and artworks. Carved in difficult living conditions, in which survive only the most resilient, in the heart of Arabia, it crystallized as its most beautiful pearl. Gently transmitted from generation to generation, it is vented in the embrace of harsh climate and hard nomadic life. Created by crossbreeding Central Asia and Altai-Mongolian horses, it is the oldest and most persistent race horse. Its intelligence and spirited nature reflects in its bright, big and expressive eyes, about whose insight and benevolence speaks many myths, legends, stories and songs. The exalted neck and the beautiful line of its slender body write verses about being created by light and dreams (work “Dream”, which Suzana is, from this series, most fond of). Goddesses created it from the snow and gave it hidden strength - the invisible wings, which often helped it to overtake the opponent and the first to reach the desired goal, to skip obstacles and ravines to escape from evil. The wind revived it, the dew watered it with freshness, the mountain fed it with foliage, the meadow adorned it with the flowers, and the desert protected it with sand. Loyal and always awake, it never betrayed its master. Genghis Khan and Tamerlane are known as the most capable cavalry commanders in the history of the human race. Tamerlane constantly crossed his horses with the Arabians and no one else had such an effective cavalry as his. Powerful and durable, and at the same time fragile and emotional, with their unique anatomy, unusual beauty and attractiveness, they leave unforgettable impression. Beside their exotic appearance, which flows from snow-white, through gray, red, ocher and brown to black color, they fascinate with their incredible speed that has been developing through the history while they run in the desert sand. Arabian horse races have been taking place for at least two thousand years B.C. on the Arabian Peninsula. Art and oral tradition of Bedouins who have been related to the “desert horse” for centuries testify of this fact. Extremely beautiful, noble and gentle, and spirited and strong at the same time, persistent and tough, it remained noticed in the history of art as an inexhaustible source of inspiration of many creators. It is immortalized in many wonderful sculptures, graphics, and illustrations across the globe. There is not an art museum on whose walls we cannot meet its magnificent beauty. Its temperament and elegance enrich the epic and prose works of many greats who treat it with respect. Suzana Stojanović is one of those who did not resist its charm, dignity, pride and uniqueness. She represents it with a special series of artworks in different techniques. Creation is her mission. In this works she insists on the light and details she tries to convey to the viewers those most beautiful and rare moments that sometimes shine so strong to shade everything around, but also quickly disappear without leaving traces. The supernatural Arabian horses are part of these unrepeatable moments that are not easy to catch and explain. Suzana went on a long-term journey of her own research and finding lost notes about them, which could help her present them in a large mosaic of different colors, movements, moods, social and historical overturns. This path requires patience, love and dedication, because all that is worth is valuable because it is difficult to reach it, and the Arabians seem to resist persistently to the eyes and hands of the artists. <i>“They can elevate us to the highest altitudes, make us think and reconsider, but they can never disappoint us or lead to despair, because only one of their view and movement is enough to forget about many of the difficulties that we constantly stumble on life way. Their position of the head when they prance, the sandy glint of the muscular body, the glance into which the sky is always blue and the mane that flies to that sky like flame is a great inspiration”</i>, says Suzana Stojanović. In her works, the author idealizes and tames them with peaceful moves, unlike old masters who have worked with bold, rough and nervous movements, wide brushes, and chose war motifs to emphasize their strength and historical role. Her Arabian horses resemble sculptures, and their sad eyes resemble human. They shimmer from the darkness on the works “Princess” and “Hope” in expectation of some brighter days and rejoice in the sky without clouds and in the nature (“Whirlwind”), but also leave much space for thinking. <i>“Life is not one-way and unambiguous; it is very complex, full of rises and falls, enthusiasm and resignations, constant effort and struggle. The engaging art always requires new emotions, and creative inspiration for new sources. Arabian horses are inexhaustible sources from which you never go away thirsty. It is enough that you look at them only once and you will remember that brushes and palettes are waiting for you in the studio”</i>, the author says about them in one of her essays. They have not only artistic, but also great cultural and ethnological significance. They are an integral part of many festivals, coronations and ceremonies. “Heaven riders” are just one of the many impressive scenes of the Fantasia Festival in Morocco. It is a moment in which traditional customs, horsemen and their beautiful companions come together. The festive atmosphere, for which its participants are preparing for months and which is an essential part of their lives and growing up, is just a part of interesting cultural events from these areas that inspire with their specialty. The riders in traditional costumes and their tasseled horses have celebrated long term friendship, harmony and mutual trust and demonstrate the strength and power of their own connection. It seems that horsemen, who synchronously shoot up, lift the ground to the sky. All this enthusiasm, which follows this equestrian sport during many celebrations, weddings and births, is unrepeatable. Decorative elements and agile Arabians, covered with dust particles and traces of smoke, which emerge from long rifles, are true art. Many historical events, battles, conquests and big names have been related with them and with their movements. If we follow these movements, we can come to incredible discoveries. Suzana writes in one of her notes: <i>“Arabian horse art is an area that needs to be studied for years and decades to realize at least the centuries-old course of its development and to be able to break down a part of that knowledge that we could plant a new, our tree. It’s not just that distinctive curved line with a scattered mane. It’s a science.”</i> While in the shade of a desert oasis, surrounded by a glittering chain, red braids, bells and ornaments in the form of small blue flowers and tiny horseshoes, young Arabian shines in all its uniqueness, to the observer, the question whizzed through his mind: “Is it possible for this beautiful creature to live on Earth?” The answer is: “Yes.” All the cuteness written on the pages of its ancestors’ lives, recorded in just one moment in a mischievous look, directed towards an interesting tomorrow, gives a stamp to this work, contained both in the visual experience and in the name “Wish”. The gentle light that breaks through the leaves shows a note of shyness and insecurity, but the position of the head of this beautiful horse indicates dignity and readiness to step into the future. Its beauty, like a star, radiates but does not scatter. There is something unusually impressive in that beauty and at the same time irresistibly lively, convincing and true. Bright Egypt in its eyes, the play of fluttering colors, tenderness and fragility shape the recognizable art that is born from warm sand. Exciting trips to North Africa fulfill the art lovers with many impressions and memories. The artist who enters the Egyptian and Moroccan land never returns home with empty roll. This prolific soil left behind the most original artistic achievements. Exotic and the spirit of old times attracted like a magnet. Oriental scenes, atmosphere and speech of the east should be experienced, breathed and heard. All this art shaped with figures of imaginary knights, woven of turbans, rugs, fabrics and ornaments, which are often part of the equipment of Arabian horses (“Silence”) and bathed in the sun’s rays, should know to describe. This sumptuous art requires space, love for the presented subject and coloring skills, because it is just the one who builds the composition, gives the volume to the bodies and shine the ornaments. You need to be ready to grapple with all these details. Suzana in her gallery observes and presents Arabian horses, although not out of the field of realism, romantically. Their buoyant jumps sometimes appear on her works only as a carefree play of beautiful beings that live in some kind of universe, to whom, no matter how hard we try, we will never be able to fully reach it. As we look at them, it seems to us that they know they are posing, and they are constantly trying to be attractive. Pastels, which she used to make their portraits, “Flame” and “Whisper”, give vividness and glitter to works, but those star in their eyes can conjure up only the soul and defiance, which makes us stronger and more insistent than others. It is this star that constantly returns to working and new searches because <i>“as much as you work Arabian horses you always seem to have a lot more unsaid and unfinished about them to constantly fear that you will not have enough time to achieve it all and immortalize; they can simply get you to cross the limits of your own possibilities and become tireless. To know these playful beings and their temper is a great privilege and, as far as we persistently studied their appearance and movement, we always seem to be at some beginning. They are always different. You can make countless sketches, but none of them will be good enough to transfer it to the other base, as these purebred beauties never give peace”</i>, says the author of this unique series of artworks (which can also be seen in DeviantArt, Behance and ArtStation gallery), and at times she shows them so really, making them tangible. Their moodiness and forcefulness is exactly what kept them on the throne of the art scene for centuries. The army of the Ottoman Empire remained remembered in history for many victories thanks to the ardent Arabians, who enriched every scene of victory and defeat and are always in the forefront as the main bearers of the action. With their strength and energetic movements, they conjure up moments from the past and allow us to experience what we have just read about different. Tasseled and impatient, under the bodies of powerful soldiers, they symbolize the power and firm determination to win every battle. The dazzling whiteness and splendor of these loyal and enduring companions always overshadow the dark side of the war in which the cruelty, hopelessness and fear prevail. Just in this contrast, which always distinguishes them from the environment, is their power and specialty. Recognizable by their dynamic movements, wild temperament, impetuosity and courage, unique, both in the universe that surrounds us and in art, they were and stayed the symbol of heroic struggles and victories. On imposing works, they are unsustainable in achieving some of their only known goals, constantly moving in some timeless space between reality, tradition, mythology, religion and history. During his stay in Morocco, Delacroix, among other things, wrote about Arabian horses: “In their homeland they are proud spirited, energetic and extremely meek, but all this disappears as soon as they change the climate; in the strangeness they become aggressive and it often happens that they get rid of horsemen to start a fight that lasts for hours. They fight furiously and cruelly as tigers and nobody and nothing cannot separate them. Noisy, heavy breathing and steam that comes out of wide nostrils like clouds from locomotives, manes agglutinating with blood, wild jealousy and everything related to them, both appearance and character, is poetry.” Suzana Stojanović, who with great enthusiasm working them, says about these unique animals: <i>“To immortalize the restless, unconcerned Arabians, who are like a fire that comes out of a volcano that people are struggling to tame, is the epic. Like a glowing lightning, they have a need to shine. Their movements are as strong as wind and storm, and their view is gentle like a moon. In this view, the moments of many terrible times, endless and hard journeys of desert sand, countless insurmountable obstacles, wandering and uncertainty stopped.”</i></span></div>
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They say that all the treasure of the world is in between its magical eyes. Might and pride are within its mane. It will fly without wings and win without a sword. Because of its endurance, loyalty and obedience, one considers it one of the greatest living blessings. He nurtured and maintained it for centuries as his most precious friend and assistant. Many of his achievements in war and peace have come true with it, so it is often praised in many folk and heroic songs. Powerful empires were formed on its back and collapsed under its hooves. It tirelessly carried heavy armor, weapons, equipment and ammunition and passed through impenetrable forests and mountains, in order to win many victories together with his master. By virtue of it and the deadly chariots, Persia was once a martial superpower. If it was not for it, the world would be different; Alexander the Great would never be called the “Great” and won many territories, and Napoleon’s conquests across Europe would not have come true, but only one big dream would remain. In the battle of the mainland, the Romans used a cavalry, which was especially enhanced during the reign of Diocletian and Constantine. In the year 376, on the border of the Roman Empire, the merciless Huns appeared with their magical horses. They first started to use stirrups, and they represented a great danger for all people, even for powerful Romans. In 378, the Huns teamed up with the Gothic cavalry and defeated the Romans in the Battle of Hadrianopolis. Seventy years after this battle, the Romans led their last fight in which the largest number of horsemen took part. In 451, in the Catalaunian Plains, they were fighting, with Attila at the head, and twenty years later the Roman Empire collapsed. After the collapse of the Roman Empire and the death of Attila (453), the Empire of the Huns dominated its territory, and the border was preserved by Byzantium under the command of Belisarius, forming a great cavalry. Byzantium was constantly attacked by the Avars from the Pannonian Plain, who were famous for leaving the stirrups on their way from Mongolia to the Danube. Fear of Huns and Avars can not be compared with the fear that caused the Mongol hordes under the leadership of Genghis Khan. Their destruction can not be compared with the destruction in all wars, and their terrible horsemen trampled and destroyed everything that was on their way. Famous Genghis Khan became king in the thirteenth year and managed to unite all Mongolian tribes. He defeated the whole of Europe and continued conquests until his bizarre death, when he was killed in the hunt under the hooves of his own horse. The last Mongolian tribe, the Tatars, captured Asia and the Middle East, even threatened the Ottoman Empire, led by the fearless Tamerlane. His cavalry had only one formation unit consisting of ten thousand horsemen. Each horseman acted independently, but as a whole they were very well organized and disciplined. However, after Tamerlane’s death, in 1405, his empire collapsed, and the rest were only memories of terrible destruction, accomplished with the help of famous horsemen. Proud and noble, their magical horses are born only to triumphs: when everyone gives up, they move forward; when we all go down, they climb to new heights; when all the retreat, they’re hard as rocks, defying all odds. The lances of many turbulent times were smashed on their powerful chest. Throughout history, they have always been faithful companions of people and contributed to the development of civilization. We meet with equestrian themes even on, twenty-eight thousand years before the new era, old works in the Chauvet Cave, in Ardèche canyon, in France, and on lovely statuettes made of stone, bone and horn, found in a cave in southwestern Germany. In ancient times, some nations considered them sacred animals. Their endurance has laid the foundations of many fortresses and ramparts, and their divine beauty appears in many galleries, in illustrations, mosaics, frescoes and imposing statues and sculptures all over the world. Marcus Aurelius, emperor and philosopher, is remarkably presented with the statue of horseman at the Capitoline Hill in Rome. Unknown soldiers and heroes made in bronze and stone, rest with their magnificent friends on many vast squares. Their miraculous strength and legendary beauty are an inexhaustible source of inspiration to many creators, who have made a major contribution to cherishing the value of this magical animal. Glow in their eyes left a unique and indelible trace, and their deep mysterious view accompanies us in all walks of life. Although we believe that we are close enough to them, and we know enough them, they were and have always remained a big enigma. Their magical world is all around us, and yet we have not been able enough to examine and discover it. Unique Palomino horses, known by their golden body and silvery white tail, are the big mystery for scientists. The graceful, magnificent and playful Lipizzaner is a master of the arenas and parades. We look at it with admiration while performing a dance, known only to it. In the dressage scene, we enjoy in rare moments of elusive beauty and snowy whiteness, and we wonder how come there’s so much magic in one being (“Dance”). Beautiful Haflinger, with light mane and a strong heart, is struggling with rugged landscapes and the sharp peaks of the Alps. The Andalusian beauty cruises in Spain, while its luxuriant, wavy mane, fluttering in the wind. Intelligent and obedient, it was the truest friend of many kings across Europe, and is considered the best in the world. Agile and graceful, black Friesian participated with knights in many medieval wars throughout Europe. Gorgeous and priceless, they are present everywhere: in our past, present and future; in fairy tales and forgotten wilderness, in the world’s greatest battles, in the traces of endless caravans of warm desert sand. If the road takes us to the vast expanse of India, on its gates will welcome us proud and elegant prince of the kingdom of Marwar desert, which for centuries has tirelessly carried warriors of the Rajput tribe on their strong backs. Its Turkmenistan origin is identified in the lively movement and high durability. North American Mustang with its magic won the whole world: attractiveness, grace, speed and independence are intertwined in it. While it rushes across the field to meet the setting sun, it seems to us that the flame erupts from its lush mane. Many verses move in the rhythm of the cavalry squadron and there is almost no epic in literature that is not based on their strength and courage. Tang Dynasty is especially well-known for processing the themes of knight’s ambient and wide landscapes with horses in the gallop. Richly equipped, powerful white horses and terrifying riders are a frequent motif on frescoes. We meet with their epic beauty in the works of many Renaissance and Baroque greats, and in the age of Romanticism and Realism and in modern times. Suzana Stojanović, following the traces of the old masters, creates a type of ideal horse with narrow head, wide croup, tense legs, long fluttering mane, with a tail resembling a feather and trembling nostrils, a fiery gaze. From an early childhood surrounded by them, inspired by their magic, beauty and strength, she began to work them as a child. In these first works they were not realistic as in her mature years. Passing through a period of fiction and fairy tales, she presented them unusual. Often, they would be blue on her works. Inspired by her own observation, in which fiction often overcomes realism, she has enjoyed the world of colors. These first meetings with the colors left traces on her later works. The constant need to spend time with them, took her a step further. She began to copy masterpieces of old masters. Impressed by the vast works of Diego Velázquez, as an eleven-year-old girl, she managed, climbed the ladder, without any sketches and preparations, to immortalize his famous equestrian portrait of Prince Balthasar Charles on a huge wall. Her dream to touch, one day, that power of skill and creation, after many years, became a reality. The series “The Magical World of Horses” originated in 2001 as the crown of all her longtime studies and researches related to these wonderful animals. The final look of each of her works is always preceded by a multitude of sketches. She likes to watch, and her day sometimes begins by going to the nearest haras. <i>“This splendor of divine origin that comes out of the eyes of these beautiful creatures opens up magical horizons in which, once you get caught, you remain forever trapped”</i>, says the author. With their diversity and widespread, they have created a special world that stands out from all others. With her fiction, Suzana tries to encompass one part of that world and diversity. There is almost no segment of life, but they are not an integral part of it. She monitors their behavior in different situations and gives great attention to describing each part of their body, showing them very precisely. She tirelessly explores and glows in the eye, and the equine mane, and tail, and carefully works almost each of their hair, because she considers them to be the most perfect and the most graceful beings. Her series “The Magical World of Horses” (which can also be seen in Behance gallery) includes various equestrian motifs, breeds and techniques. An interesting portrait made by pastel “Curl” is one of the first works of this series that still extends through her creation. It looks like these are the moments when the author recalled the childhood and her magical pets. Her later works, although much more serious, still bear in them a note of naivety and the emphasis on the positive features of her favorite subject. The only work that stands out from the gallery is “Devil”. On it, by the position of the head and the ears, the being of a bloody look resembles the devil. In this view, different feelings are intertwined: rage, fear, tension, and anger. Each vein on his head and neck is pronounced. The gloomy sky swallows its bristled mane and announces a storm. Nevertheless, besides all this, this horse is presented sympathetic. The horses in the work “Mirror” are also cute. Realistic, to the smallest details, presented river looks soothing to the observers, but at the same time disturbing to the horses, which, together with each other, seem as if they do not dare to get deeper into the water. In their views, fear of their own reflection is anticipated. It confuses them what they see because it is completely different from what they are used to. The small waves of the river lead them to another world, which seems very interesting to them. However, unlike many people, they are cautious and do not dare to go into unknown depths. Although small, this work contains a handful of details that successfully describe a rare moment, interesting both for observers and for beings participating in it. Interesting and playful are the horses on Suzana’s work “Morning” too. With the brush strokes that associate the sun’s rays, she creates a scene filled with an atmosphere of joy inspired by the morning waking of nature in the game of wild horses, relieved by all the nooses and obstacles. Their manes in a color of the sun, contribute to this joyful moment. Even the glittering background is in harmony with their movements. Many works by Suzana Stojanović are recognizable by those flickering backgrounds. Work “Fairies” is partly based on the legend of the fairies, for which some still believe that they sometimes pass one of our paths, but rare are those who can see them. Suzana saw and illustrated them in her own way: on horses. Bathed in light, wrapped in golden strands of beautiful, long hair, they fly on their magical and elusive companions through dense forests and nobody knows in what direction and why they leave. Their untouched world is inspired by life and purity, sprinkled with spring, joy and freedom, to which many rushes, but do not see. As we look at this scene, it seems to us that it is torn from a dream. It is this combination of the ancient and the contemporary that gives this work an unusual attractiveness. The work “Power” is pure magic of light. On the profile of a horse of an unusual golden ocher color, as on glass, its strength, beauty and silver equipment are refracting, which seems to have been preserved for centuries for this special moment. Precisely presented, even the smallest muscle of its head and neck introduces us to the third dimension, and as we observe it, we have the feeling that we are observing a statue from the Roman era. The light pink stripe above its eye gives a lively and romantic tone to the overall impression. This work stands out from the others with a multitude of small details, of which a beautiful portrait of a proud creature is woven. Suzana’s horses are never separated (pastel “Love”), even if this was the last wasteland behind which there is nothing more (“Connection”). Even then, they are enough for each other as comfort and support, like that solid rock in the middle of the ocean, about which waves break for centuries, but they still fail to move it. Their family is always together, and they spend every part of the day in harmony, regardless of whether the wind blows or the peace and joy of spring surrounds them (“Family”). <i>“This is their magical world, in which these timeless beings are fully accepted and understood by each other, completely different from ours, to whom we should admire, to try to present it in the right way and to guard it, not allowing it to disappear in the dust of unreasonable decisions”</i>, says the author Suzana Stojanović. They attracted not only by its external, but also that of unattainable beauty that they carry deep within themselves for centuries. The whole eternity made of rare precious stones and all their pride (“In front of the castle”), dignity and intelligence are reflected in their magical eyes. Those reflect a miraculous world, hidden somewhere in the mist of the rocky mountains, in the call of wild herds, in the spring green of flower meadows, in the company of the gods. Born in Greek mythology, they will continue to travel all the time and to shine with their whiteness, hooked in the chariot of war god, Ares. Some of them disappeared on the waves of the sea going to meet god Poseidon. Emerged as the fruit of Poseidon and Medusa’s love, begun in soft grass and in the scent of spring flowers, magical Pegasus of golden wings, flew to Zeus’s castle, the father of all gods, and brought lightning and thunders to him. One constellation, which in the sky shines somewhere, between Andromeda and Aquarius, bears its name. There are many legends and illustrations about the unicorn, for which there is a belief that it lived until the fourth century BC. It was a symbol of purebred, honesty, and sincerity. The hunters’ intention to catch it was futile. It was believed that its horn had incredible power. Brave and loyal, horses remained to live on the walls of many galleries and in literature on the pages of many works of great philosophers and writers. The extraordinary works of the Greek philosopher Xenophon still represent valuable material for all those who want to study them. Proud-spirited and diverse, they maintained their characteristics despite many hardships. Rare are the moments when we can hear the whisper of their soul. They speak with movements and views. Always gorgeous, inscrutable, different and their own, they connect centuries and civilizations. They gallop with its chest, withstand efforts with heart and win with character and a fiery spirit. Their eyes are persecuted, harassed and forced us to think. Once we connect ourselves to that magical view, it is very difficult to separate from it. It follows us everywhere. Many stories and legends, created on the slopes of an unexplored and interesting world, are woven in it. One of them is the story of Suzana Stojanović “Legend of the golden horse”: <i>“Once upon a time there were two kings who could not agree on the boundaries and were continually fighting. As for equal forces, their armies failed to resolve long-standing conflicts. No side wanted to give up. After many exhausting battles, one of the two kings suggests that they go out to the duel, and so decide who of them will take part of the land that has caused many troubles of the two nations. The second king, not wanting to be anything worse than his opponent, accepts the challenge. After the decision was made, the kings started preparing for the duel. The most difficult of all was to choose the best horse in the sea of endurance and strength, which for years, from the conflict to the conflict, settled in them. The first king chose the most powerful and the second king the bravest one. Looking at their masters, they eagerly awaited the day of the struggle to show themselves in the best light. Only the earth under their hooves knew what a conflict of strength and courage seemed to be. The soil was trembling with the desire to win. The king struck the king, the crown on the crown, the horse on the horse, the spears crossed. Lightning broke the sky, and it seemed as if God himself was angry that the two rulers for years had not been able to stop at the abyss that had swallowed many lives. Still, they did not give up. They watched each other angrily as their spears cut the sky. They knew that one of them would remain in that field and that only one moment of inattention would suffice to bring down all the dreams. The struggle of two tireless rulers lasted for a long time, and just as everyone thought they would never end, the first king struck strongly on the other, whose brave horse, realizing that it had to give his life to save its master from death, jumped on the sharp spear of his opponent. Thus, the second king takes the victory over the long-standing enemy and decides requited his horse. Many advised him how to do it, but he nevertheless decided to bring his own decision, just as his brave friend, at the most critical moment, in order to save the life of its master, made its own decision. The king decides to build a large golden statue of his brave horse on the high hill, where the sharp spears were crossed. He invited all the sculptors from the kingdom to gather and start work as soon as possible. The best sculptors from all over the country came to participate in this unique and great project. They worked hard for years to faithfully show the uniqueness and strength of a brave winner. The voice of the magnificent wonder that stands on the top of the hill has expanded to the farthest kingdoms. People from all over the world came to see the statue of magical horse, which was proudly standing in the place of its death. It was glowing both day and night, and many travelers, in order not to go the wrong way, were oriented towards it. The king was proud of his sculptors and gave them a large sum of money for the effort. One night a prophet appeared to him in a dream: “Dear king, you have taken many victories and won many borders, but many people have remained unhappy after these victories. Don’t you think it’s time to retire and spend old age in peace? I know you are proud and never withdraw, but I also know that most of all you love your brave friend which gave its life for you. What is worth living in abundance if we do not spend it with those we love? You know that all the magics of this world are in my hands, so I have one that I only keep for you. The golden horse will revive if there is no war for the next ten years.” After this dream, the king decides never to fight again. He dissolves the army and decides to live in peace for the next ten years, in the hope that a miracle that the prophet has announced in his dream will happen. And the miracle happens. After many years of impatience, people from all over the world gathered around the high hill to attend a unique event. Dark clouds are above the mountain as much as on the day of the duel. The lightning began to radiate from all sides and everything became magic. From the darkness the hooves, neigh and galloping brave horse were heard. It ran through the mountain and went to his lord, as faithful as it was in the most difficult moments. There is a belief that it always appears where there is no war, as a symbol of peace. It’s easy to recognize it because it carries the Sun in the eyes.”</i></span></div>
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Suzana Stojanovićhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07159152152460875841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786381735256909392.post-22309279496118178402009-10-17T07:15:00.023-07:002023-09-05T11:28:41.546-07:00~ The Book ~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia";">The book <i>The structure and meaning of the border stories of Ilija Vukićević</i> has four parts. The first part includes literary-theoretical definition of realism as a stylistic formation; realism in Serbian literature and place Ilija Vukićević in the Serbian realism. In the second part of the book, the attitude of the literary critic Jovan Skerlić towards the literary creation of this writer is given. There are biographical and bibliographical information on the author, then a literary influence and comparative analysis of stories with Frontier themes and Ilija Vukićević and writers from Kosovo and Serbian History. In particular, the author of the book Suzana Stojanović remained on the Ilija Vukićević as a precursor Bora Stanković and Radoje Domanović. This is done, probably because of this writer, who lived and worked for some time in Vranje, little is known. The third part of the book includes the presentation of stories from the life of a border: <i>Border Guards</i>,<i> Škrbo and Fejzula</i>, <i>Miško Ubojica</i>, <i>Under the Sun</i>, <i>Angry wounds</i>. They emphasized the themes of these stories, especially the characters are well presented, composition, style and means of expression and language, as well as messages and ideas. Through the analysis of the above stories Suzana Stojanović showed that the frontier stories of Ilija Vukićević discover new themed content in the Serbian prose. According to Dragiša Živković, all of these stories have anthological value. In them, the writer finds his literary path and image life border guards on the new border with Turkey, south of Vranje in the period from 1890 to the 1896th. In these stories is particularly interesting points to end harsh mountainous and highland atmosphere, unusual people, often very funny and impetuous. The author points out that the writer spoke with a lot of sympathy for these people and it deeply go into their soul. It was pointed out that a successful writer photo nature, but it is well understood and that the frontier stories of Ilija Vukićević are locally colored, which is not the case with his earlier stories from rural and small-town life. This part of the book, among other things, points to a similar stylistic procedure in the construction of stories that they contain not only unusual characters, but also the dramatic conflict and that their action is accelerated. It also stated that fighters in the stories are patriarchal and honest people, but many times the urge introduced into bloody conflicts, and paying honor life. Their love is strange, murderous, brutal and instinctive. For these reasons, unlike Glišić, Lazarević, Matavulj, as pointed out by the author, stories of Ilija Vukićević act as exciting pictures of exotic places and one of them the new prose in Serbian literature in the last decade of the 19th century. All these findings are illustrated through a detailed analysis of the above five stories from the life of a border. The author has proved to be very ably served the selected primary, secondary and special literature. However, in the manuscript the books came to the fore its own study of border stories of Ilija Vukićević, as well as its entire work. This is particularly noticeable from the pages of stories analyzed. In the fourth part of the book are given concluding observations and generalizations about the selection of themes, building characters, the stylistic methods and means, the place Ilija Vukićević in Serbian literature, its topicality today. Here Suzana concludes: <i>“With new way of creating this writer has suggested a new generation of writers and their new orientation in literature: Matavulj, Bora Stanković, Radoje Domanović. He deserves a special place in the history of our literature. Although its frontier stories evoke the sound of ancient times, they are very current today, because history, as according to the law repeated.”</i> (Reviewers: Stana Smiljković, PhD, Slavka Stojanović, the professor of literature) </span></div>
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</div>Suzana Stojanovićhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07159152152460875841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3786381735256909392.post-56361089899877953442009-10-17T07:14:00.013-07:002024-03-01T06:45:32.777-08:00~ Hyperrealism ~<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qJMCfgQF1bY/U0cCO1tb9II/AAAAAAAABSQ/3uo1hHqnVtk/s600/challenge.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img height="266" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qJMCfgQF1bY/U0cCO1tb9II/AAAAAAAABSQ/3uo1hHqnVtk/s600/challenge.jpg" width="212" /></a><span style="font-size: small;">On the works of Suzana Stojanović, made in the style of hyperrealism, one can easily notice the third dimension and warmth that springs out from the eyes of beautiful and intelligent, noble four-legged animals and thoughtful portraits. Her skills lead the observers to the dilemma whether there are hand-made or photographic works. Nevertheless, the splendor shown on them distinguishes them from camera shots because <i>“the camera always sees everything in the same way, and the human eye always looks at the same scene differently”</i>, she says. Relief and tangibility of the artwork fully and faithfully expresses and preserves the essence of the being and its attributes. Suzana does not ignore the decor. She expresses herself through hyperrealism because she thinks that is the best way to make alive the objects of her interest. With her exhibitions, she gifted the public a different way of watching life and some forgotten scenes of the nature and beauties that surround us, but which, due to an accelerated lifestyle, we often renounce. Her exhibitions were visited by thousands of people. Their impressions are full of strong emotions. All of them are amazed and simply stoned as they stand in front of her wonderful works. Suzana’s affinity toward hyperrealism came up pretty early, and she remained faithful to it whole life. Everything that surrounds her, she presents precisely because she thinks it is the best way to approach certain concepts and appearances to observers. Each of her works is a rich description of one stage of mankind. Known for her riders, she, with her narrative works, shows the inviolable bridges that connect living beings and their roles in society for centuries. Her subjects of description are constantly on the verge of exaggeration, and as far as their beauty and their meekness because she experiences and sees them so. Suzana Stojanović, an artist-philosopher and great aesthete, through her works unobtrusive pervading various messages, which are sometimes very serious content, and sometimes sprinkled with mild humor. Her work originated from traditionalism, went through genuine and independent development and stopped at the threshold of hyperrealism, which is often the subject of debate and confusion by many authorities, experts and curators. Perhaps, just because of all this, it is interesting and survives for decades. It becomes a great global show that deletes tradition and imagination and stops only at the present. Perhaps it is a clear message to mankind that it does not expect much from the past or from the future, and that we are all fragile children of the moment that will definitely disappear once. There are no warnings or remorse in this scene. It looks like it’s all floating in an unspecified cosmos, to which we still need to give the name. This manifest of new art has the character of easily understood superficiality and universality. Nevertheless, despite many contradictory opinions, the possibilities of hyperrealism are high. It is a reality that captivates with its exhibitionism on sidewalks, murals and huge sculptures that aim to attract the attention of a larger number of observers. With these works, creators show that liveliness is sometimes much more accomplished by texture than with a smoothness that is characteristic of hyperrealism (some of them go to these extremes of equalizing the layers that all beings resemble porcelain figures in their works). To avoid plasticity is very difficult considering that the attribute “real” constantly strives to build strong connections between artwork and reality. Absolute obedience to “real and existing things” results in almost photographic representation of people and objects. Sometimes, besides demonstrating skill and technique, this obedience does not offer anything more. It only deepens the gap between the creator and the nature. Suzana sometimes reproduces what she sees without embellishment, but insists on the details that may be neglected when we observe what surrounds us. She wants to show us that in these details, many links, for which we are searching for centuries, are hidden. <i>“They are in our vicinity, we just have to see them”</i>, she says, constantly striving to convey the state of things just as sophisticated as the nature itself does. Everything is in that sparkling light that depends not only on talent, but also on observations, moods, traces of soul and perceptions. By her way of working Suzana Stojanović tries to describe the beauty of simplicity from which everything in our universe has begun and to which everything returns and the way, which all the beings of this planet pass through to reach this simplicity. She thinks that everything around us is subordinate to colors and that from their layout it depends on how we will see and experience it. The lines and colors in her works are meaningful because she thinks that all elements of the artwork are equally necessary and important for its integrity. <i>“The origination makes sense only if it leaves a lot of space for observation, study and analysis”</i>, she says, <i>“and hyperrealism allows our way to that sense to be shorter and more explicable. On the other hand, no matter how much they try to perfect their technique, artists are never completely satisfied with their knowledge and skill because they always find what they need to get better. Their continuous pursuit of perfection sometimes leads them to a nonsense in which the value of their work is lost. In everything, both in life and in hyperrealism, we need to find the balance and preserve the nature of the subject we present, while at the same time avoiding the plasticity, to which any overstatement turns us very quickly. This balance is not easy to achieve, because the constant tendency to overcome one often swallowed great talents and dragged them into an abyss from which they hardly come out. Creation is a pleasure while it is the product of their wishes and emotions. From the moment they begin to work to please society and others, they become their slaves. They do not dream anymore. Their creation becomes a work just like every other, because hyperrealism, although in many ways different from other movements, to be called art, and not just imitation of photography, must carry at least a bit of poetry in it.”</i> Suzana finds that poetry in everything that surrounds her and, with her works (which can also be viewed in DeviantArt, Behance and ArtStation gallery), tries to present to the viewers that universe that is sometimes impossible to see by sight, and exists in every living being, in the whirlwind of its hidden emotions and experiences, which sometimes cannot be explained by words but only in colors. <i>“The creator’s greatness is in his power to resist the influences of authority and to throw out his own truth through his work, the one that always waits for him behind the horizon”</i>, she says. In her opinion, <i>“use portraits of popular personalities in creating hyper-realistic pieces, is the same as engaging an actor to play a role that is not appropriate to him only because he is popular. An unceasing tendency towards popularity is one of the main features of contemporary society, but it can be fatal for art because it leads to similarity, universality and lack of creativity. The tendency to popularity and greatness is often the cause of the competition among contemporary creators. They, often forgetting the essence and purpose of art, are struggling to better display all those pores and wrinkles that can be seen on the human face. All those huge heads, glued to an empty background, sometimes look eerie. The aspiration for large formats (where the whole battles once played, and today voids), reflect the ambitions and desires of the contemporary man to impose and emphasize. If you were to observe these works one next to the other on a huge wall, you would often not know which author they belong to. These days, hyperrealism is an unstoppable avalanche that overwhelms and that little rarity on the slopes. It becomes water that flows down the face and a large plastic bag that covers perfect bodies, rarely more than that. Creators avoid complex themes because to bring decoration into harmony with the main theme and to combine elements of traditional art with elements of contemporary tendencies is not an easy job. They sometimes cannot find a way to defend their independence and specialty. From the moment he first takes the ink, brush, or chisel into his hands until the last breath, the artist should fight for his place under the sun, and not run away of challenges.”</i> With her hyperrealism, Suzana Stojanović defies realism and finds inspiration in interesting and unique models that cannot be met at every step. Even with each of her new work with riding themes, she always tries to be different and unrepeatable, seeking in each of these beautiful beings a thread that will completely separate it from everyone else because <i>“these animals are perfect in all their manifestations”</i>, she says, <i>“and every new work brings with it new discoveries and opens new aspects. Technical innovations put heavy tasks to contemporary creators. They sometimes have to choose between rules and creativity in order to adapt to modern understanding. Hyperrealism is perhaps the only art movement that refutes the theory that spirituality is not measured by the level of economic development. The artists usually put their personality on a basis of one color. This is not a matter of restraint, but rather of avoiding (by them) superfluous details that would unnecessarily burden the work. Often, they choose only one subject of display to create something new as soon as possible. There is not even that deceptive depth of perspective that keeps the attention. Because of these similarities, today’s artist often remains anonymous. His creativity leads to minimalism and the impoverishment of the values that surround him. He leaves himself submissive to what is imposed to him every day as right and important”</i>. Suzana’s subjects do not stay indoors. Relieved by the weight of modern life, they nostalgically talk about past times. With her timeless works, she takes us into the long forgotten moments that restore confidence in life and art.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>By way of introduction, we were recently graced with the new arrival of a well-known and accomplished artist, Suzana Stojanović. She is someone I have known outside these pages as a friend and as a truly master of hyperrealism. Her beautiful work can at times be extreme, and it is always compelling. I recommend that you take the time to get to know her and her captivating works, as she has much to share with all of us. Suzana is someone I got to know about a year ago and at that time I was drawn into her stunning work. Not unlike some masters you and I have discussed, her works just keep on bringing you back for more, not only on the basis of technical merit; they demonstrate a driving and robust visual declaration of her love for her subjects. It is at once a celebration of those living subjects that comes through all of her work with consistent brilliance and passion. Her sensitive and compelling art is an admirable reflection of her as a person. From my perspective, Suzana’s work is as good as it gets. And you will notice that her work, all of it, shares a common thread of humanity, passion and dignity, the veritable mark of a true artist. She is outstanding, not only in her brilliant ability to render but her compositional and lighting techniques drive the point home that she cares deeply about her subjects.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Suzana Stojanović, an artist and author, was born in Vranje, a small town in southern Serbia, on April 18, 1969. She comes from a family of intellectuals. Suzana started reading and painting when she was four. The early period of her artistic work lasted till 1988. During that period, she tried her skill at different fields and left behind hundreds of art works. She studied painting skills of the Old Masters and different techniques (watercolor, mosaic, pastel, encaustics and graphite pencil on paper, iconography, sculpture, engraving and oil on canvas). Suzana started painting oil on canvas when she was eleven years old. She participated in many group exhibitions and art colonies as well. Apart from being the winner of numerous prestigious awards, she is also the recipient of the 7th September award of the city of Vranje, the public recognition for exceptional achievements in the category of education, and for the numerous regional and international prizes won in the field of art, musical and literary creativity. She finished High School of Mathematics and Technical Science (Informatics Section) and participated in numerous maths, physics and literature competitions, achieving outstanding results. She thoroughly studied astronomy and acquired enviable knowledge in this field. The same year she finished High School of Mathematics and Technical Science, Suzana also finished High School of Music, specializing in the violin and comparative piano. She participated in many music contests, festivals and music ceremonies. She composed her first composition when she was fifteen years old. Having finished High School of Music and High School of Mathematics and Technical science, Suzana Stojanović studied Serbian Language and Literature at the Faculty of Philosophy of the University of Niš and continued perfecting playing the piano. Although in this period of her life she decided on music, writing fiction and reading and studying the works of the world’s most famous writers and poets, painting and drawing, however, have always been her greatest loves. After studies, she briefly worked as a Serbian language teacher in an elementary school, but she still made her dreams come true as the hyperrealism artist. Suzana’s return into the arts scene after thirteen years was marked by “The Magical World of Horses” series. This series, among other works with the motif of Arabian horses, was presented in several solo exhibitions throughout Serbia (“Madam” Gallery, Pančevo 2001; Gallery of National University, Vranje 2002; Gallery of Center of Culture, Vladičin Han 2002; “SKUT” Gallery, Niš 2003) among which the largest was in Belgrade (“Geca Kon” Gallery 2002). Many of her hyperrealistic artworks are to be found in private and public collections in the USA, Switzerland, Italy, Denmark, Serbia, Croatia, Montenegro, Slovenia, and North Macedonia. She is the author of the book “The structure and meaning of the border stories of Ilija Vukićević” (2010) and many literary, artistic and philosophical texts, short stories, satires, essays and poems. Her prose has been published in the representative international literary journals, reviews and magazines (“Cardinal Sins” 2021, “Your Impossible Voice” 2022, “Fiction International” 2022, “Mount Hope” 2023), and elsewhere. Also, her work has been nominated for the “Best Small Fictions 2023” anthology. Suzana speaks English and Macedonian. Presently, she works on a new series of artworks, based on medieval motifs, called “The Secret Gardens”, paints horses and thoroughly studies the horse anatomy, and also writing new books and working illustrations. She dedicates a story and a poem to each of her paintings and drawings, and her dream is to compose again someday and make animated films. The artist lives and works in her studio in Niš.</span></div>
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