It’s in Velebit that I feel at home.
My senses brighten up, my spirit begins to dance there, and my heart is filled with joy.
I am walking down the trails that have been traveled by many people before me, carefully choosing my steps among the dry, jagged grass and the melting snow.
They then vanish.
But they live on in me.
Fragrant air full of therapeutic mountain herbs fills my lungs as my body walks and absorbs the vibration of nature, carried by a special energy.
For me, every rock, tree, and even each little blade of grass contains a tale that I wish to depict in my artwork.
Velebit is an endless source of inspiration for me, and I always return to him, both physically and in my paintings, invoking his freedom and wildness within me.