︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎

seeking soil


e. bjedov-stanković


art/work
bio/cv



︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎


︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎

seeking soil


e. bjedov-stanković

art/work
bio/cv


︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎︎


when i think of bones


“when i think of bones” is an attempt to find an anchor after displacement, after forced migration. it’s the question: where do our ancestors live? do they live in us?
or do they remain, trapped in the earth that we left - do they haunt without direction?
or can we find them in our bones?

[finalist for Expozine 2021 English Zine of the Year]