Nina Sekulovic Art

There is a story imprinted in all of us. Perhaps we have forgotten it, perhaps we no longer remember who first told it, or why its fragments still live inside us. But it is there. In my case, that story begins in my earliest memories, with the first fairy-tale books that awakened my imagination and settled forever somewhere deep within me. Later, I realized that it is only through art that we can preserve that important part of ourselves, not so that it remains inside me, but so that it can...

There are certain sights that always bring me back to myself. For me, they are clouds. Whenever I travel by plane and sit by the window, I feel as if, for a brief moment, I am moving away from everything familiar and drawing closer to something much greater — to God, to creation, to the creative Source from which everything begins. Up there, above the earth, above the noise, obligations, everyday restraints, human chaos and unrest, the sky looks to me like a place where the world is being...

“Art for art’s sake.” („L'art pour l'art“) Until a few years ago, I too believed in this principle without hesitation. I saw art as something almost untouchable: an immaterial, spiritual, transcendental creation of emotion and inner life, something diminished the moment a price is placed upon it, reduced to the marketplace and to commercial value. I believed that the moment art is given a number, it loses part of its nobility. How wrong I was. While attending the Mastery Programme at the...