Life

“We had a brief conversation the day before, and as she said, ‘I’ll be waiting for you in my rags.’ The next day, I discover that Sanja (in her rags) reside in a marvelous house on a hill, where she and her husband Mate have mostly built and furnished their Mediterranean arboretum themselves. Within this setting, I find two studios, and everything is homemade and wholesome. I gaze at the paintings adorning the walls, appreciating their colors and drawings. I realize that her artworks are among those that possess sound. I hear the gentle noise of cicadas, the sound of a boat, and the maestral wind in the pine trees. Sanja’s paintings even have a fragrance. I feel that we share a profound love for summer.

I wanted Sanja to embrace a tree in the photograph. It is because I believe she has mastered one of the extraordinary skills: living in harmony with nature.”