The works exhibited at the Chaos Gallery, made with a mixed technique belong to the series of drawings entitled Hortus. They represent an imaginary cartography, in which territories are drawn by successive archaeological layers, which makes of them heritage sites.
At first sight, Nebojsa Vukadinovic’s paintings and drawings may definitely appear inscrutable to the observer. But soon enough this feeling in him turns into a passionate quest for the unknown so that he is ushered into a world where light is smothered. It calls to mind the walls of some cave on which time has left its traces – indeed, the outlines of letters, words and symbols are akin to so many milestones guiding the observer towards the threshold of the world of shadows.
The observer cannot but wonder what this world holds in store for him: a representation figuring the myth of Plato as a lucid truth of a philosophical vision or even an enthusiastic representation of the scenes from the Scriptures. But what if what is at stake isn’t some abstract representation of reality but something extremely concrete? What if those paintings and drawings are in fact nothing but illustrations of ruined worlds from which only excavated objects are left as so many pieces of evidence of the existence of a prior construction?
If this is so, those pictures disclose the remains of a society born from a true mosaic. A society which on the one hand rested on the Graeco-Roman polytheistic culture and on the other hand on monotheistic civilisations which, protected by some kind of lid hide the picture of pain. It is perhaps precisely in this that the reason for this darkness forever present in those pictures is to be found.
Perhaps the observer precisely finds himself faced with some mystical representation akin to the picture of a human society which in already well-known circumstances and responsibilities conveyed by its very death paves the way for a new one. We may wonder whether this new one which has come out of countless archaeological layers of history and fragments of memories will be ready to leave all this behind in order to put its stamp on a world deprived of memory where the meaning of existence is not to be grasped thanks to history but to the present moment.