BOŠKOVIĆ Aleksandar
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BOŠKOVIĆ Aleksandar
Painter
Born in Novi Sad in 1971.
He graduated from the Academy of Arts in Novi Sad, Class of Prof. Dušan Todorović, (1996).
Member of ULUV and Likovni Krug (Art Circle) and a regular participant in their exhibitions.
Participated in numerous art colonies: Bečići, Zlatibor, Kopaonik, Doroslovo… Currently works as art assistant for the Museum of Vojvodina.
One-man exhibitions: 1997 and 2002.
In a Red Frame, oil on wood, 2002
Address (home): Sremskih partizana 1, 21208 Sremska Kamenica, Phone: +381 21 461 160
(studio): Petrovaradinska tvrđava, Atelje 25, 21000 Novi Sad, Phone: +381 21 435 246
Born in Novi Sad in 1971.
He graduated from the Academy of Arts in Novi Sad, Class of Prof. Dušan Todorović, (1996).
Member of ULUV and Likovni Krug (Art Circle) and a regular participant in their exhibitions.
Participated in numerous art colonies: Bečići, Zlatibor, Kopaonik, Doroslovo… Currently works as art assistant for the Museum of Vojvodina.
One-man exhibitions: 1997 and 2002.
In a Red Frame, oil on wood, 2002
| The secret life of the Petrovaradin Fortress does not mean conspiracies, the otherworldly, or the mystic fog of a hooded pagan priest who is firing up the kettle full of witchcraft stuff in a dark cellar. The secret life of the Petrovaradin Fortress is a fine, harmonious journey through time and a promise of parallel lives, which is available only to connoisseurs. Thus, as soon as one of the intuitive connoisseurs, Aleksandar Bošković, would cross the Varadin Bridge, at the same time the bridge-toll for the "secret life" would be paid, and the Secret World would open its doors for all miracles and mysteries. This initiation journey includes a particular door of a particular studio, and obligatorily, the sacred scent of turpentine, piercing like an arrow, and still soft as a bed of roses. In this sole, right moment, every sound of the Outer world would turn into a horn summoning to a battle, and every accidental biker would turn into a cavalryman dressed in a shining armor. The frame strips would turn into sharp, shiny swords, and drawing tables into nicely painted shields. Studios would turn into small fortresses: one for the allies, the other for the enemy, the third one neutral. These forms of life are conceivable only in dreams, because the Fortress is a dream we dream with eyes open wide. |
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Address (home): Sremskih partizana 1, 21208 Sremska Kamenica, Phone: +381 21 461 160
(studio): Petrovaradinska tvrđava, Atelje 25, 21000 Novi Sad, Phone: +381 21 435 246
