I’d like to tell you more about my background and share some family album photos.
So, let me introduce myself!
My name is Katarina, I was born on March 7th, 1995, into the arms of my dear family in the lovely city of Novi Sad, Serbia.
My mom and dad in the 90’s
This is me with my older sister Kristina(on the right). She was always my partner in crime and a great companion through life’s brightest and darkest moments. And now, asa a grown up, you can see her as a model on plenty of my images.
Growing up was full of adventures through our grandma’s backyard in the countryside. I’d say I was raised both to enjoy the dirt, tree climbing, camping, and the open space of the countryside, as I was to enjoy the city life. Guess that’s why I run to nature ever so often.
From an earliest age, I fell in love with art. Drawing was my first way of expression. I remember being able to sit for endless hours in my room and do nothing else but draw and paint on my little desk. My imagination was wild (still is). I don’t have any images of my old drawings. I was a very shy kid, and I didn’t like anyone seeing what I made, so I usually threw away my drawings. But I remember creating different characters and imagining their life stories as I fill out the paper.
Besides drawing and painting, music is something I dabbed on and off through life. I finished elementary music school and played violin for six years. After that, at nineteen I decided to learn guitar, but let’s just say instruments aren’t for me. The only musical thing I still do is sing in a choir (and in the shower of course).
I enrolled in an art/design secondary school and loved all four years of drawing, painting, sculpting, art history, and more. After, I did attempt to get into an art academy, but life had other plans for me. I was disappointed when I didn’t get accepted (oh, how I would do things differently now) and decided to give up on art. GIVE UP ON ART! This was the silliest and stupidest thing I’ve ever decided to do in my life. How could I give up on art, when art was a part of me.
So, after these devastating moments (tragicomic) I enrolled in a higher school of kindergarten teacher education. Yup, I decided to become a kindergarten teacher and moved to another city. Silly me! Don’t get me wrong, I love kids, but being a kindergarten teacher was never something I wished to pursue, it was merely a plan B for life. So, after a three-year “break from art”, in which I just found other ways to express myself (poetry and photography, lot’s of photography), I’ve come to a “life-changing” realization: I LOVE ART! And I will continue proudly to create in whatever medium I find enjoyable.
My family encouraged me through all these years of self-discovery, and I know most of it never made sense to them. I am truly grateful for a childhood full of free self-expression and love.
