"The story of me as a photographer starts in 1991 during the war in former Yugoslavia when our family apartment was burned down together with thousands of prints and negatives my father, an ardent amateur photographer, had accumulated. The day after the fire was the last day he took a photograph, a perfunctory snapshot to record the damage for the insurance company. Where my father stopped, I started.
"The act of photographing, of looking at the world through a camera lens, helped provide a semblance of control over an otherwise unpredictable world. I do not remember much previous to sixteen years of age, but from that time on the camera gave me the power to control what I would remember by the act selecting it out of everything that surrounded me at that time and ‘capturing’ it for a personal posterity."
"I am a photographer. That's what I do. That's who I am. A voyeur, an observer. That's how I order the world around me - with my camera. Some of the best photographs I saw I did not take. I savour them for latter but I know they will never happen again."