Monografija - prvo izdanje - niska rezolucija

но сти на и ве у на ше тло – сли ке оних ко ји ни су сли ка ри, на ста ле
на (још увек) би стрим из во ри ма на ко ји ма се на пи ја „на род на
ду ша”, ко ја чак и на сли ка ма ми ри ше на „сми ље и бо си ље”, го воре
о оном нај бо љем што се кри је „ду бо ко у на ро ду”.
Она ко као што су на ши на ив ци за ди ви ли свет, та ко је
по след ње де це ни је свет био збу њен му зи ком тру ба ча из Гу че.
(Кад је чуо „срп ску тру бу” је дан од нај ве ћих џез му зи ча ра света,
Мајлс Деј вис, рекао је: „Ни кад ми не би па ло на па мет да
тру ба мо же да се сви ра на тај на чин”).
Оба фе но ме на има ју слич но сти. Са мо ни клост. Се ло. Народ
на ду ша. Та ле нат уме сто шко ло ва ња. Уда ље ност и од се ченост
од свет ских ли ков них и му зич ких то ко ва. Тан ко обра зова
ње („Мо ја лек ти ра – то су мо је њи ве, мо је књи ге то је мој
жи вот”, ка же Ву ко са ва Ан дрић). На слон на ду хов ну тра ди ци ју
сво је сре ди не. Свест о ет нич кој при пад но сти.
To Uncle Janko, as he became known, all dreams of a
painter came true. He travelled with his paintings to many world
cities, although he lived his whole life in ‘his Oparić’, refusing offers
to move to the city; he won many prizes, he was respected
even in his own village; when he learned the fresco technique
from one Russian painter, he painted the church in the monastery
of Tresije on Kosmaj Mount. And finally, after many “attempts”,
he created a grandiose painting, “The Battle of Kosovo”, which he
planned to be and considered his “last testament as a painter.”
Another painter from the tradition of interwar naïve painters
faced the very destiny of the “cursed painter” and felt on his
own skin how huge damnation a talent and creative restlessness
could be, especially in primitive surroundings. Peter Nađapati, the
son of a poor coachman from Bačka Palanka, got the nickname
“Kukac” and was remembered in many local kafanas (restaurants).
He wasted his significant talents painting peasants, just
so they would buy him a drink. He roamed the fields visiting salaš
(farms) where he painted portraits of rich farmers in exchange for
shelter and food, humiliating himself by painting their favourite
ox or pig. He was found, weakened by alcohol, stretched out on a
haystack, in his father’s stable, dead.
Only one blurry photograph remains: he stands
wearing a white shirt buttoned up to his neck, with
a hat pulled down to his eyes, his long slender face
showing the obvious features of a foreigner. Kukac,
peering under the brim of his hat, has his eyes fixed
Између наиве и хиперреализма:
Сава Стојков, „Са фиклићем” (детаљ)
Between Naïve and HyperRealism:
Sava Stojkov, “With a little bottle of rakija (brandy)” (detail)
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