POST SCRIPTUM English__ Feb 2021
POST SCRIPTUM - Independent MAGAZINE OF LITERATURE & ARTS - English version. POST SCRIPTUM - Niezależne pismo artystyczno-literackie tworzone przez polsko-brytyjski zespół entuzjastów, artystów i dziennikarzy. Zapraszamy do lektury.
POST SCRIPTUM - Independent MAGAZINE OF LITERATURE & ARTS - English version.
POST SCRIPTUM - Niezależne pismo artystyczno-literackie tworzone przez polsko-brytyjski zespół entuzjastów, artystów i dziennikarzy. Zapraszamy do lektury.
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WATER<br />
How did it happen that you had become an artist – a<br />
painter?<br />
When I was a child, I was watching my brother paint and<br />
draw. Janusz, who is 12 years older than me, is a painter.<br />
I enjoyed very much squeezing oil paints from tubes and<br />
the process of creating something on a white canvas.<br />
There was nothing and, suddenly, there is something.<br />
I filled in everything possible with doodles: cards,<br />
copybook covers, tables, and walls. I remember I made<br />
corrections in the paintings on the walls using my<br />
crayons. One day I caused a great scandal – I irreversibly<br />
destroyed some religious pictures when I decided to add<br />
some dynamics to them and drew fire flames around the<br />
figures.<br />
As I remember, I always doodled impulsively, almost<br />
destroyed and threw away what I had drawn. At the same<br />
time, I was singing and shouting. It was a little painting<br />
theatre of a child. When I wanted to draw a simple tower,<br />
and it would always lean to one side, so as a punishment I<br />
drew it upside down.<br />
My brother, who noticed my interest, gave me blank<br />
sheets of paper and assigned topics to draw. He would<br />
also find competitions. One picture from that period has<br />
been preserved until today – maybe it is the first work<br />
in the series The Town of Łozowsko Wielkie. When my<br />
brother was not around, I would be looking at all painting<br />
albums he had and going through books devoted to art<br />
history. I would set up easels, the palette and turn into a<br />
painter, just like him. And this has remained with me until<br />
today.<br />
In the world that I created for myself at that time I<br />
could build a variety of houses, cities, talking animals<br />
and story-telling birds. I could play there as much as I<br />
wanted. The reality around me then was very difficult<br />
for a child and the world of painting enabled me to<br />
escape it and find myself a safe haven.<br />
Who are the residents of Łozowsko Wielkie?<br />
Łozowsko Wielkie is the world of fantasy, unfulfilled<br />
dreams, joy and sadness. Everything happens here.<br />
It was born during a sad and difficult period of my<br />
childhood. There are no rules here, anything is<br />
possible. Houses can be people, flowers wearing hats<br />
can speak and laugh, clowns have too big shoes and<br />
noses. Thoughts intermix, clouds can sing, and people<br />
can walk on clouds. Different voices inhabit the walls<br />
of mysterious townhouses and look at us through<br />
hundreds of windows left ajar. Maybe they are assessing<br />
us, maybe they would like to give us some advice.<br />
They are waiting, observing and gazing at us. Windows<br />
are waiting for someone who will come, pass by, stop<br />
and cast a furtive glance. Someone who will have the<br />
courage to enter a house from the Town of Łozowsko<br />
Wielkie. Freaky birds will welcome them with speech<br />
that has never been heard, a cat will give them a bored<br />
look and turn away ostentatiously. Someone is doing his<br />
laundry, someone is looking for butterflies, someone is<br />
observing everything from afar. Maybe the town is us<br />
as we may see ourselves there, our joy, happiness, lies,<br />
scheming, and vanity or, maybe, the town only pretends<br />
to be a land of joy.<br />
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