Only words and nothing more.Words became the inspiration for this painting. What we see is only a fragment, a detail, a moment cut from the whole. Displaced frames show the body, the clothing, the folds of fabric, everything immersed in warm light and shadows. A sensual, almost intimate depiction in which form and color themselves become a narrative. From this…
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LES FALAISES D’ÉTRETAT
I encountered the cliffs of Étretat for the first time in Paris, in the winter of 2013. We decided to go to the French capital with my parents to show them this amazing city. It was a spontaneous one-day trip by car. Departure early in the morning and return in the evening. We had plans to visit the Louvre. We…
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MONT SAINT-MICHEL
Mont-Saint-Michel is a rocky tidal island on the English Channel, in southwestern Normandy. I had no idea what a tidal island was until we spent a few days on one of them. The dictionary definition of the tidal island is: a fragment of land, which connection to the mainland is revealed only during low tide. Sounds amazing, but how does…
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DEVI – PAINTINGS BASED ON STILLS FROM FILMS
Devi is a collection of paintings based on stills from films. The women shown on canvas are from diverse cultural, social and historical backgrounds. Their juxtaposition raises the questions of how these women are connected. We are caught in the crossfire of their looks. They impel us to try and understand. We endeavour to read the lines which experience has…
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LEAVING
Maybe I’ll come. You can write an SMS once you will enter a pub. Now I have to go because I’m beginning to feel sad. – See you later. – See you later. She crosses the office threshold. R220. The blue lining suppresses the clatter of pins. She passes the neighboring offices: credit, marketing, budget, coffee machine, sandwich machine, vending…
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BZDETY
Bzdety (Silly stuff) are fleeting yet unforgettable moments that, despite their seeming lightness, leave a mark and change something forever. The greatest paradox of writing is that the young possess time, passion, courage, and language – but lack the raw material: the deep, endless well of life experience. The older writer, by contrast, has access to that well, yet no…
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THE RAT
“This is for you…” “For me? Really? It’s beautiful,” she said, gently stroking the glossy black lacquered body of the two-seater car. “Can I take it for a spin?” Between the black shadow merging with the darkness of the world and her black dress, a pair of silver keys dangled. The muted glow of the moon left a luminous kiss…
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Na Termopilach ja się nie odważę… | At Thermopylae I do not dare…
It’s Thursday. The holidays are coming to an end. Another chapter of life is closing behind me. I’ll look back on it with a sense of sorrow — just as I do with every moment from the past. Though perhaps “sorrow” isn’t quite the right word. It’s more like nostalgia — a bittersweet feeling.A few days ago, I saw a…
