BOŠKOVIĆ Božidar
BOŠKOVIĆ Božidar
Painter
From this viewpoint, which in its nucleus, hides numberless secrets of defenders and conquerors, I have been trying, for thirty-seven years now, to find my guiding star in the big blue circle.
From the viewpoint, I can see my motherland better.
From Kolašin, Cetinje, Pljevlja, Kotor, Nikšić and Herceg Novi – all the way to Novi Sad, Belgrade, Zrenjanin and again, and finally, to Novi Sad. It was my nomadic route.
"The greatest sorrows of human life are MIGRATIONS." - wrote Ivo Andrić. Now it seems to me as if part of that sorrow has fallen on my soul. In arts, I have sought a home for my soul, not a job for myself. I dreamt of poetry, however, her cousin or CHILD, PAINTING took me by the hand.
From the School of Arts in Herceg Novi, via the School of Art and Design in Novi Sad and the Academy in Belgrade – it took me full ten years to become literate in the art of painting.
You can hardly tell talent from education, even in your personal settling of accounts!
I have been trying to reach at least a tiny bit of eudemonistic doctrine of life and to protect myself from wicked vanity, which, like a dark shadow, accompanies many artists.
In these ugly times, when "scientific achievements" and by-force-declared promoters, make us lose our personality, I have been bravely fighting for the tiniest piece of freedom for my own art and my dignity.
I took boath reproaches and praises as relative; I received my awards without big exaltation.
The ironic distich by Njegoš "Fruitless grass grows higher than a crop of class" – has become a paradigm of the terror of the media.
What should we do then? Run away into the Moon shade and sleep, and dream, and daydream.
Is that possible at all?
Charon, oil on canvas, 120x140, 1982
| The complex structure of the Fortress is based on a perfect circle, and its Constructors were aware of that. The circle, as an idea which is materialized in its walls regardless of how seemingly rambling they appear. Anyway, Circle is the shape of all shapes, starting from God Almighty, or from the "physical-chemical phenomenon", as the promoters of the New Science called it, those who argued that the deaf and blind (sperical )planet Earth was born from magma. Actually, the first visible intellectual/manual articulation of homo sapiens was a drawing, and Božidar Bošković, whose nomadic touring led him from Kolašin, via Cetinje, Pljevlja, Kotor, Nikšić and Herceg Novi all the way to the Fortress and even farther – dot…dot…dot… From this point, up to the bright circle of consciousness, distance is very short; the Circle is clearcut and mystical, and even alchemists failed to measure its quadrature. Bošković dwells in Varadin trenches, maybe a little angular, weird and stubborn, but in favour of Beauty. Hermes Trismegistus did say that "God is a Circle the centre of which is everywhere and circumference nowhere.", and Bošković did "steal" the name "Circle", yet by the attribute "Art" he has redeemed himself. When he looks from the Fortress towards the City, the Mysterious Danube, and the Pannonian open sea, he lets upon him an illusion to believe that "I can see from the height a little bit more than you can". |
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