A story about the search for consolation, solace and fulfilment in the modern world, but also about emptiness and alienation, about hope and its loss.
For those who have problems with colour perception or with the poetic interpretation of colours, below you can find a black and white version:
There will be no more posts in Polish, and my entire website is switching to English. I no longer mentally belong to the Polish cultural circle. At least not for the reasons you are probably thinking of.
Everything flows, everything is constantly in motion. Many mystics speak of experiencing the dance of atoms, whether during meditation or ceremony.
I , in silence, experience that the trees are alive, they are rippling, a dance, imperceptible for us. Is it just a dance of atoms? Maybe a dance that is also the language of Love? Of longing? I don’t know, but I tried to get closer to this flow of the Universe with these very images. I invite you to watch 🙂 .
It’s immensely gratifying to see your work in the Italian media dedicated to photography, especially those that present the highest level of artistic vision. Iconic has already honored me with another highlight of my work, this time it was a magical female nude session with the beautiful and girlish Karina.
As usual, my pictures are created as much during shooting as during processing. My colors, colors that are the result of thinking about the image, experience, story. I never in my life do something like some photographers do, that they take a color wheel and adjust according to a scheme to get a catchy effect on the viewer. What are the opposing colors, what color is in the triad, which one matches the other so as to get the so-called “wow effect.” It makes me laugh, using the color wheel for a painting job is moronic, just like using the grammatical dictionary of a language to write poetry. The color wheel and relationship between colors should be known, but boasting about its use to achieve “wow” is, in my opinion, an open admission of the blindness of the soul and the mechanical perception of the image, that is, acting like an artificial intelligence – which has rules programmed into it and processes the world according to that. This is tons of light years away from the quest, fulfilled through history by poets, painters of all kinds, who go away always too soon, carrying their souls on their shoulders, which no artificial intelligence will ever counterfeit. Well, unless one wants to do the same thing as robots, as Tomasz Pluszczyk recently described in analyzing the progress of artificial intelligence in rendering images. Well, if someone wants to use cheap tricks to create at most correct images, why not, I am not one of such people 🙂
I invite you, stay with me and my model, Karina, in this beautiful moment of contemplation of the girlish body and human destiny 🙂
The whisper of girlhoodCharoscuro
And referring to our conversations during the session, when Karina talked about Odessa and its musical traditions, that’s how nostalgic I associate this song with these images – and although not from Odessa, the melody and melancholy fit me for these photos:
Dear friends, I have been away for a long time. And yet we read in Pliny: Nulla dies sine linea 🙂 Much pondering behind me, many painting studies and aesthetic books. Not much has changed, because the most important thing is a masterful form that conveys the content one wishes to express with depth of spirit. I know that today the common idea is that we are just algorithms, programmed by a chemistry that is attempted to be recreated by ‘professional fate machers’, as Lady Punk sang, along with her corpulence. I am deeply opposed to such a vision of people, although observations of human behaviour often do not fill me with optimism, I still believe that human beings are more than just chemical-psychological algorithms.
As I mentioned with the Lilies, girlhood and portraits (nudes) of women are my biggest inspirations and a way to express my emotions and thoughts. But not only – I am inspired by every area of art and photography. A photographer in cities such as Krakow or Warsaw has a lot of photographically attractive objects at his disposal. But isn’t it the case that it is the undiscovered places that are the best way to exercise the eye, the heart, the composition and the language of visual communication?
The editors of Vogue Italia this time decided to highlight my photo of Silesian landscape and architecture. Of course, they are not some kind of determinant of either what should or should not be allowed in art, they simply highlight photos that conform to a certain aesthetic line of the editors, but every time such a distinction is something nice. On my account in Vogue where I insert photos that do not include people, these works appeared:
The distanceLittle great homeland (Silesian architecture)
Traditionally, I would like to thank the editors of Vogue for the award and you for seeing my works and hosting me on the site 🙂 I invite you to sessions in different cities – as a photographer – Cracow, Kielce, Warsaw, Katowice 🙂
I tried to tell them with images. With the help of portrait photography, and the series of images you will see, I realized during a studio session in Warsaw.
Photography and painting differs from poetry or text in that it does not pose questions clearly, in an obvious way. It allows the viewer to discover them within himself, in a reverie of color, texture, composition and frame. I, while realizing these images, decided to face the questions, what is faith today? Is it present at all? How is it changing? Is there a place for magic and secret knowledge in the modern world?
I invite you to watch 🙂 And for analog purists, the black and white version, exposed on old black and white film, are scanned prints exposed with an old enlarger 🙂
De Fide Divina I De Fide Divina II De Fide Divina III De Fide Divina I (Analogue version) De Fide Divina II (Analogue version) De Fide Divina III (Analogue version)
My keynote, which guided me from the idea to the realization of this short series of photographs, was a passage from the work of William Butler Yeats:
The innocent and the beautiful HAve no enemy, but time
And an excerpt from a sonnet by Edmund Spenser:
The breasts like lilies til other leaves be shared Her nipples like young blossomed jessamine such fragrant flowers to give most odour’s smell but her sweet odour did them all excel
Innocence and its loss, and consequently considerations of truth, have had a very long list of representations in iconology and painting – I will not describe here everything I was familiar with before creating these photographs with the Model. I will only add that I wanted with this series to ask what is innocence? How does it connect with youth and carnality? Does it also connect with the spiritual element of man? Does this spiritual element even exist? How does it pass away? What is the loss of innocence? Can innocence be longed for? Finally – Lily’s Innocence – I wanted to play with words a bit. Whose innocence? The bud of the lily flower, or the girl named Lilia? Lilianna?
As it is usually me and my paintings – jittery in the light, a bit dark, mysterious and questioning, looking for a way…. Thank you to the model, Natalia for realizing my idea 🙂
One photo from this series was once again selected by the photo editors of Vogue Italia 🙂
Summer starts beautifully, another portrait full of girlishness and tenderness (every nude is a portrait, although not every portrait is a nude 🙂 of the beautiful Natalia 🙂 Grazie editori, molte grazie ragazzi (okay, I don’t speak Italian, but a beautiful language, will have to learn 🙂
“Hope” – mod. Natalia
And an even earlier portrait that Vogue editors also loved, this time of the lovely Anna 🙂
Anna (mod. Anna 🙂
Summer greetings I send. Weather like in sunny Italy 🙂 As for me it can be 🙂
Kolejna wizualna narracja, opowieść obrazami o tym, co dla mnie ważne. Kolejny raz obrazy, które idą w poprzek instacukierkowym modom. Jednak w swojej malarskiej, fotograficznej drodze nie chcę być koniecznie jak ktoś inny, próbuję odkrywać także te obszary,, które wymagają od odbiorcy wysiłku większego niż ułamek sekundy przy skrolowaniu insta.
Tym razem opowieść o wędrówce przez przestrzeń, świat, w poszukiwaniu Człowieka i prawdziwego człowieczeństwa. Podczas jazdy samochodem, pociągiem, lub gdy odkrywam nowe miejsca, patrzę na miejsca, domy, światła w oknach, ciekawi mnie kto tam mieszka? Czy za przestrzenią, dalą, za oknem, gdzie w ciemności płonie jakieś światło jest Ktoś? Dokąd zmierza i jaka jest jego droga? Często takie rozmyślania mi towarzyszą. I w ogóle, o ludziach, dokąd idą? Ile dobra a ile zła kryje się za polem, który oddziela mnie od ludzkich zabudowań, domostw… Czy wędrujący przez świat z duszą na ramieniu znalazłby tam schronienie i życzliwość? Stąd te właśnie fotografie.
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Kolejny zestaw obrazów stworzony pod wpływem szkoły fotograficznej. Szkoła pokazuje mi trochę inny sposób fotograficznej estetyki, dzięki, Karol 🙂 To zupełnie niesamowite, gdy odkrywa się prawdziwe zakamarki sztuk wizualnych. Wszystkim, którzy odwiedzacie tego bloga, niech Nadzieja towarzyszy Wam od świtu do nocy, a w nocy oby była osłodą snów 🙂 Niech to będą takie życzenia na te Święta 🙂
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