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A Picture. A snapshot taken without warning. A gesture frozen in time, a frown on the face, a glance cast for a fraction of a second – permanently captured on a photograph, people locked in a few megabytes of jpg file. I keep them all stored in a folder. I don’t know the rule that makes me put them there. I like to think that the photos I choose show something we didn’t normally perceive, that they capture micro-moments where some elusive thought seeps into consciousness and paints itself over the face. I open this folder every now and then and browse through the photos. I let them make their mark on my memory.

I don’t know what to do with them yet. I give the images time to take shape. Sometimes they come in pieces, revealing only a fragment of the whole to me. I choose the elements, glue the photos together, add and subtract, try.

I like to think of my paintings as dreams. I am fascinated by how different dynamics they can have, depending on who dreams them. I am sure that if you could dream someone else’s dream, we would be one step closer to knowing what it is like to be that person. Such an experience, apart from being impossible at the moment, would not give us much in the field of interpretation. Only the person who has the tools, in the form of a set of symbols that make up the iconography of a given person, has the power to interpret a dream, which is the result of all experiences gathered during life. Only the dreamer can understand a dream. You can, of course, refer to the dream book and believe that the presence of fresh cabbage in a dream is a sign that unexpectedly long-awaited love will come, and the raven heralds an upcoming trouble. However, a much more interesting adventure is a trip to the unconsciousness and look at what is related to the individual elements and what they can symbolize for us.

I like to think of my paintings as dreams. I don’t always know what they mean. At least I don’t always know it from the beginning. I like to think of them as a leak from the unconsciousness, as a reflection of certain emotions and experiences, always somewhere nearby, but hidden under the mantle of other thoughts, impossible to grasp. I would like to sneak it into my paintings without saying anything directly, sometimes using an incomprehensible language, but, as I believe, burdened with meaning.