She jumps into the water from a height of 10 meters. A professional athlete. She’s no joke. Tango dancer. She does pilates so hard that she once got sick from training.
With her, my stomach shakes too, from giggles and some super excitement.
Tina doesn’t know how good she is at painting. She is good at everything, whatever material she takes.
She also started working with ceramics. The characters from her paintings now get their shape and form in small figurines.
We talked for a long time about gallerist swindlers. And unfortunate fates. And then about crazy luck. And so on.
Tina works a lot and has paintings all over the world. She always wanted to paint. She graduated from the Faculty of Applied Arts, but she learned the most from her first teacher, Zeljko Tonšić.
She should talk about her paintings. That’s what she does best. And she thinks she has no clue.
Her heroes are strange families, most of them naked, some of them meditating and speaking to Om. I liked some women who say they need a little peace or “You are my whole world”. But she didn’t want to give me those paintings.
The world in her paintings is hilarious and terrifying. Grotesque. Funny and sad. Full of color and extinguished with gray.
Tina is changeable, shy and gentle, quick and brave.
She jumps on topics, yells at injustice, and laughs out loud while talking about all of us, in paintings.
And then she calms down and loves us the most in the world.
