one million thirty six thousand seven hundred and ninety three euros
betting slips, 2015.
I found the stack of betting slips that was thrown out, in front of a sport bookmaker in my neighborhood in Montenegro. I guess these were copies that bookmakers should keep for taxes justification, but they were in my possession and I was able to have an overview of their monthly betting amount of money. From that moment on, I had a need to tell the story in a form of some kind of action. After I calculated the specific maximum winning from all the tickets ( 1036793 euros) I decided to treat the paper as a surface, I thought about characteristics of the material. A receipt is printed on thermal paper, so I exposed each of them to a heat source that colored the paper and erased (partially) the information. One by one, since each paper of those tickets carries a story of a player where gambling is significant part of their lifestyles. And by doing so, I illustrated my faith in the process. I wanted to spend time through devotion. To get tired through repetition.
The story of an artist and the story of a gambler that can be compared. It is about the acceptance of risk and perception of a chance in constant investment. The belief that series of random events tends to self-correct through risk is often connected with fatigue. From the moment you start it is already late to stop. 1036793 reflects the tension between desire, gain and loss in the ever-unpredictable game of life.
In a stack they became a sculpture, a monument.