Axis Of The World: 2012

piątek, 10 sierpnia 2012

Sny snic snem glebokim

Obraz. Kolumna wyrastajaca z ziemi posrod irysow, w oddali ratusz, moze zamek. Polowa kolumny ukryta w cieniu, gorna czesc zloci sie w sloncu. Jonska glowa blyszczy zawijasem. Stara kobieta opowiada historie w niezrozumialym jezyku powtarzajac slowo Einsenhower. Przechodzimy do kolejnej sali gdzie trwaja prace przygotowywania wystawy. Obrazy tym razem intensywnie purpurowe, duzych rozmiarow a na nich czerwone koty gapiace sie na widza przenikliwymi malymi czarnymi oczkami. Podchodze blizej, przygladam sie technice i staram sie zapamietac jak najwiecej. Warstwy farby tkane jak plotno. Kolejna sala- kolaz- twarz czlowieka zbudowana z malych okienek na ktore naklejone zostaly fotografie. Okienka sa uchylone...Znow staram sie zapamietac jak najwiecej...budze sie....chce tam wrocic.

czwartek, 9 sierpnia 2012

Troche akwareli

Powracam do farb wodnych :)
Prace sa zainspirowane starymi czarno-bialymi zdejciami.

poniedziałek, 18 czerwca 2012

Higher National Certificate - Art and Design

HNC Art & Design

Progressing to BA Fine Art at University of the Arts London- Chelsea

``Memory``

Work that I am presenting as a FMP is a based on idea of memory.

Through my life time up to this day there are times and events that brings a certain change to way I am and the way I perceive the world.

I started the journey with little painting that shows the entrance to my grandparents house. This memory is very special and brings a feeling that is pleasant, warm and catches a dreamy world in which as a young person I was brought up.

These 42 square paintings are placed in a sequence of memories starting from early youth, leading through teenage times, twenties up to today. You can find my grandparents, parents, loving Silesia, faith, music, theatre and painting. Places and symbols that are bringing a sense of world which is my and were I belong.

There is an emigration picture that marks another chapter in my life.

Can you find it ?

The sequence ends with a contrast to the first painting by a portrait which is about deception that I have experienced. Next chapter is to follow.

Along with the “Memory” project I also created three big watercolours which show me as an adult looking back at myself as a young girl. I especially cherish those days of youth as they give me strength and I believe that even through harsh experiences the world can be a beautiful place if we only look at it in a positive way.

piątek, 27 kwietnia 2012

Kasia i Robert

hey!

czwartek, 26 kwietnia 2012

W domu Tudorów

Wycieczka do domu Tudorów odbyła się dzisiejszym popołudniem:) było uroczo oraz inspirująco!

niedziela, 8 kwietnia 2012

Happy Easter

I did not need his fire, as I already had it myself; I needed him, who symbolized the hope which is needed to survive.

piątek, 23 marca 2012

That Day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1e2_MvwLTI8Well that day, that day
What a mess, what a marvel
I walked into that cloud again and I lost myself
And I'm sad, sad, sad, small, alone, scared
Craving purity, a fragile mind
And a gentle spirit

That day, that day
What a marvellous mess
This is all I can do, I'm done, to be me
Sad, scared, small, alone, beuatiful
It's supposed to be like this
I accept everything
It's supposed to be like this

That day, that day
I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness, scared, small
Climbing, crawling towards the light
And it's all that I see
And I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong and it's beautiful

That day, that day
What a mess, what a marvel
We're all the same and no one thinks so
And it's OK
And I'm small and I'm divine and it's beautiful
And it's coming and already here
And it's absolutely perfect

Well that day, that day
When everything was a mess
And everything was in place
And there's too much hurt, sad, small
Scared, alone and everyone's a cynic
And it's hard and it's sweet
But it's supposed to be like this

Well that day, that day
When I sat in the sun
And I thought and I cried 'cos I'm sad
Scared, small, alone, strong
And I'm nothing and I'm true
Only a brave man can break through
And it's all OK, yeah it's OK

That day, that day
I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness, scared, small
Climbing, crawling towards the light
And it's all that I see
And I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong and it's beautiful

Well that day, that day
What a mess, what a marvellous mess
We're all the same but no one thinks so
And it's OK
And I'm small and I'm divine and it's beautiful
And it's coming and it's already here
And it's absolutely perfect

(Oh oh, ah ha)
That day, that day
(Mmm) That day, that day

Well that day, that day
When I lay down beside myself
In this feeling of pain, sadness, scared, small
Climbing, crawling towards the light
And it's all that I see
And I'm tired and I'm right
And I'm wrong and it's beautiful

That day, that day
What a mess, what a marvellous mess
We're all the same but no one thinks so
And it's OK
And I'm small and I'm divine and it's beautiful
And it's coming and it's already here
And it's absolutely perfect

That day, that day
That day, that day
That day, that day
That day, that day

So sweet, can I feel it (Mmm)
Are you here, are you here with me
I can feel it
And it's beautiful
That day, that day

poniedziałek, 19 marca 2012

Ja i abstrakcja- zaprzyjaznieni.

Jak to mawia mój profesor Michael Grimshaw : podejmować należy tematy i style różne! Odrzuciłam więc na chwile swoje postaciowe przyzwyczajenie i skierowalam uwagę na tą nie doslowną stronę sztuki :) O dziwo odnalazłam w niej ogromną przyjemność tworzenia co zaowocowało 8 abstrakcyjnymi obrazami i pomysłem na mój finałowy głowny projekt! Oto próbka:

Monotematycznie i monochromatycznie.

W koledzu aktualnie jestesmy na etapie pt metamorfozy i wspomnienia ;/ Więc sobie powspominałam. Pierwszy obraz malowany za pomocą pędzla i muszelki, drugi już bardziej tradycyjnie. Enjoy!