{"id":1184,"date":"2025-01-06T14:57:28","date_gmt":"2025-01-06T14:57:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/?p=1184"},"modified":"2025-05-27T10:43:53","modified_gmt":"2025-05-27T10:43:53","slug":"kako-nastaje-sve-sto-stvaram","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/kako-nastaje-sve-sto-stvaram\/","title":{"rendered":"How Everything I Create Comes to Life"},"content":{"rendered":"
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I never start with a goal. I start with a feeling. With a knot in my chest that won\u2019t leave any other way\u2014when I simply can\u2019t not begin.\nThat\u2019s important to say: I don\u2019t choose to create. Creation comes to me as a necessity, a release valve.\nBut it doesn\u2019t come out immediately. Before anything presentable is born, I enter a space I call \u201cthe in-between world.\u201d\nIt\u2019s a state between presence and dissociation, between chaos and order, between control and surrender.\nTime doesn\u2019t exist there\u2014only hyperfocus.\nWhere nothing outside matters, and everything inside is unbearably loud.\nThat\u2019s where I begin collecting fragments\u2014of words, textures, light, trauma, and longing.
Like a walking meme.\nAnd I stand still, trying to sense what among all that might have the potential to breathe together.\nIt\u2019s not a rational process. It\u2019s sensory, intuitive, almost feral.\nI never ask \u201cWill people understand this?\u201d\nI ask \u201cIs this true?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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That\u2019s why I don\u2019t create in neat routines. I need preparation\u2014deep, almost ritualistic. A clean studio means nothing if I\u2019m not free inside. And freedom, for me, means: That I\u2019ve been alone long enough. That I\u2019ve thought I was losing my mind. That I\u2019ve survived that thought. And that in the silence of that unraveling\u2014I remembered who I am.
Once I begin, it\u2019s hard to stop.\nDuring those phases, I often lose weight\u2014because everything becomes a distraction.\nIt\u2019s a withdrawal into my inner world. Not because I want to, but because I have no other way.\nThat inner space demands everything.\nAnd if I don\u2019t give it everything\u2014it gives me nothing in return.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

When I photograph portraits, I live for the moment people forget who they were trying to be.\nThat\u2019s why I let them stay, long and in silence.\nSometimes I look at them like I know them better than they know themselves\u2014because in that moment, I usually do.\nI\u2019ve often felt shame when reviewing the images I captured\u2014because through the lens, I stare directly into someone\u2019s soul.
I don\u2019t believe in the \u201cright camera.\u201d\nI believe in the right feeling in my body the second I press the shutter.\nTechnically, I\u2019m more than fluent\u2014but only because I love the freedom knowledge gives me.\nWhen you know everything, you don\u2019t have to think anymore.\nYou can respond. You can create without fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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But I\u2019m extremely picky in post-production.\nPost is the autistic part of me.
So for me, creation is a complicated process\u2014until it starts.\nAnd until it does, it\u2019s torment.\nThe people closest to me know this best. \ud83d\udc42<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Ne kre\u0107em nikad od cilja. Kre\u0107em od osje\u0107aja. Od gr\u010da koji ne mo\u017ee da iza\u0111e druga\u010dije tj. kad vi\u0161e ne mogu da ne krenem. To je va\u017eno da se ka\u017ee: ja ne biram da stvaram. Meni stvaranje dolazi kao nu\u017enost ili kao ventil. Ali ne izlazi odmah jer prije nego \u0161to se rodi bilo \u0161ta […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":3095,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"nf_dc_page":"","_gspb_post_css":"#gspb_image-id-gsbp-26403b1 img{vertical-align:top;display:inline-block;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:100%;height:auto;aspect-ratio:3\/4}@media (max-width:991.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-26403b1 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:767.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-26403b1 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:575.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-26403b1 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}#gspb_image-id-gsbp-71487be img{vertical-align:top;display:inline-block;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:100%;height:auto;aspect-ratio:3\/4}@media (max-width:991.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-71487be img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:767.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-71487be img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:575.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-71487be img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}#gspb_image-id-gsbp-fd2c292 img{vertical-align:top;display:inline-block;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:100%;height:auto;aspect-ratio:3\/4}@media (max-width:991.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-fd2c292 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:767.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-fd2c292 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:575.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-fd2c292 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}#gspb_image-id-gsbp-cc61486 img{vertical-align:top;display:inline-block;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:100%;height:auto;aspect-ratio:3\/4}@media (max-width:991.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-cc61486 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:767.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-cc61486 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}@media (max-width:575.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-cc61486 img{aspect-ratio:3\/4}}#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115{text-align:center;height:auto}#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115 img{vertical-align:top;display:inline-block;box-sizing:border-box;max-width:100%;width:800px;height:auto}@media (max-width:991.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115,#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115 img{height:auto}}@media (max-width:767.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115,#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115 img{height:auto}}@media (max-width:575.98px){#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115,#gspb_image-id-gsbp-a3d0115 img{height:auto}}","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[108],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1184","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-notes"],"blocksy_meta":[],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/jelicabujic.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/blogpost-2346-1.webp?fit=1200%2C1679&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1184","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1184"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1184\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5384,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1184\/revisions\/5384"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3095"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1184"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1184"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jelicabujic.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1184"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}