Dragana Jurisic

dragana.jurisic@gmail.com

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The story of me as a photographer starts on the day when our family apartment got burned down together with thousands of prints and negatives my father, an ardent amateur photographer, had accumulated. On that day I became one of those 'refugees' with no photographs, with no past. Indeed, my memories of the events and people I encountered before that Sunday in September 1991 are either non-existent or very vague. I learned then the power photography has over memory. The day after the fire was the last time my father took a photograph, a perfunctory snapshot to record the damage for the insurance company. Where he stopped, I started. The act of photographing, of looking at the world through the camera lens, helped provide a semblance of control over an otherwise unpredictable world.

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'September, 1991'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Important Note - 100 Muses: looking for 100 women to model for me nude. The shoot takes place in Dublin between now and the end of April 2015. It's a part of my new project My Own Unknown.