ART Habens Ante Kustre favorite prisons ” was created in a small bang : after connecting of the mirror and the bird cage , the inner flash showed to me all my favorite prisons and I recognized them , half finished , in my studio . So I turned my sleeves and grabbed the job .
My self in that process I experience as a mediator that mediates among different objects and makes their wish come true – the one for mutual fusion . Surprises that I come to refresh me and make me connect things even more . I like to talk and to write about serious problems in an easy and funny way , fluidly . Therefore I use cheap and rejected materials and thrown away objects to art-upuncture the neuralgic points of the collective body . That playful relation of the easy and heavy , low and high , temporary and lasting etc . Gives me possibility to maintaning inner balance easily , which is always threatened more or less on this unstable teritories that generate historical , collective and personal , discontinuums . Because of so much sharp edges , breakups and splitting ( which are here the product of a social and political enviroment ) I always come back to the technique of a collage , since my adolescence . You have to always and again stick together all those piecees of the ripped reality . For dadaists to have something to paste , the butchery of The World War One had to fall apart before that . After the end of Yugoslavia in a bloody war neo / dada knocked on the door of my atellier and I had to open them . It came to show me that my life is happening between two wars : World War Two and its sequel here in the 90ies ( or it was World War Three - small size ?). In the 90ies I made an exhibition of collages „ Stop smoking War / lboro “; too much smoke from war devastationing was in front of my eyes so , wanting to make myself and others cry of laughing , I arranged an audition of exhibits by principle – who offers less ! When the situation is too serious and the pressure too tough , humour give me wings to fly above that what pushes me down .
Someone said ( it was one German theorist whose name I forgot ) that an artist you become , and like a critic you were born . I ' m the son of the mother of all critics ( to whom the mother of Marina Abramovic looks like Tito compared to Staljin ). So it was inevitable to become sharp film critic , whom rarely titles could satisfy („ My mother was never satisfied “ – Prince ). The story about my mother ' s influence on me in my chilhood exceeds with its weight and deepness well known story of Marina Abramović about her relationship with her mother . The consequences of our similar raisings , under the shining Red star , therefore are of the same caliber , with that that she extremely worked to become planetary popular , and almost the same amount of effort I took to stay hidden ( diving in my blue submarine ) and limitedly mobile ( living in Split-isolation ). She decided to be in the mainstream after all , my choice was to swim in the painstream . That way needed to be : the queen moves in all directions , around all chess board , while king can take only one move forward-backwards or left-right ( as I move myself in Split ). Marina really is the world queen of the performance . She quiets : " Artist is present ", I say : " Artist is absent ". It ' s title of my next installation . To be absent is sometimes the strongest way to be present . Critic component in my work is the one of the constants and varies from the open one and radical to camouflaged and subtile ; the first component meets antiaircraft bursts here and the second one goes under the radars of the
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ART Habens
Ante Kustre
favorite prisons” was created in a small bang:
after connecting of the mirror and the bird
cage, the inner flash showed to me all my
favorite prisons and I recognized them, half
finished, in my studio. So I turned my sleeves
and grabbed the job.
My self in that process I experience as a
mediator that mediates among different
objects and makes their wish come true – the
one for mutual fusion. Surprises that I come to
refresh me and make me connect things even
more. I like to talk and to write about serious
problems in an easy and funny way, fluidly.
Therefore I use cheap and rejected materials
and thrown away objects to art-upuncture the
neuralgic points of the collective body. That
playful relation of the easy and heavy, low and
high, temporary and lasting etc. Gives me
possibility to maintaning inner balance easily,
which is always threatened more or less on
this unstable teritories that generate historical,
collective and personal, discontinuums.
Because of so much sharp edges, breakups
and splitting (which are here the product of a
social and political enviroment) I always come
back to the technique of a collage, since my
adolescence. You have to always and again
stick together all those piecees of the ripped
reality. For dadaists to have something to
paste, the butchery of The World War One had
to fall apart before that. After the end of
Yugoslavia in a bloody war neo/dada knocked
on the door of my atellier and I had to open
them. It came to show me that my life is
happening between two wars: World War Two
and its sequel here in the 90ies (or it was
World War Three - small size?). In the 90ies I
made an exhibition of collages „Stop smoking
War/lboro“; too much smoke from war
devastationing was in front of my eyes so,
wanting to make myself and others cry of
laughing, I arranged an audition of exhibits by
principle – who offers less! When the situation
is too serious and the pressure too tough,
humour give me wings to fly above that what
pushes me down.
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Someone said ( it was one German theorist
whose name I forgot) that an artist you
become, and like a critic you were born. I'm
the son of the mother of all critics ( to whom
the mother of Marina Abramovic looks like Tito
compared to Staljin ). So it was inevitable to
become sharp film critic, whom rarely titles
could satisfy („My mother was never satisfied“
– Prince). The story about my mother's
influence on me in my chilhood exceeds with
its weight and deepness well known story of
Marina Abramović about her relationship with
her mother. The consequences of our similar
raisings, under the shining Red star, therefore
are of the same caliber, with that that she
extremely worked to become planetary
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