In general, I have an ambivalent attitude to the history of my life. On the one hand, it is the most ordinary life, in the word’s positive sense.
What exactly wants to state? I will give you some examples of why I possessed and still have a healthy, peaceful, and charming life. I have beloved parents and a girlfriend, have a passion, completed schools, and own an adequate CV without spectacular successes or failures. In many aspects, my life looks similar to the growth of most of my contemporaries. On the other hand, at the very beginning of my conscious existence, I received a disastrous punch in the form of the death of my beloved brother. This event undoubtedly had, has, and will have an impact on my life. Also, undoubtedly, this event from the early part of my life inevitably impacts my artistic activity.
I discovered this fact in April 2018, thanks to the talk with my beloved Kamilka.
We were coming back to Warsaw from Brok, after Easter. During our conversation in the car, I realized a vision of a familial bloc of flat in my imagination. It was the minimalistic, rectangular, concrete construction, which Brother saw during the last day when he left our home for the last time. For a more detailed description of this event, please click here. I already wrote about this traumatic event in one of my previous posts. Also, this theme was the main topic of my thesis, which I graduated in June 2018. Now I know that this particular vision often appeared in the history of my life throughout all the years.
Usually, I also have the impression that my visual perception is affected by this traumatic event.
We can notice this perception in my photographs. The truth that is surrounding us world, in my imagination, is much more interesting than the ordinary, mundane reality. It happened because the history of my life (both bright and dark sides of it) still affects and undoubtedly will affect my artistic creativity until the end of my life.
