Goat (9 ways to feel about change), 2025, oil on canvas, 40x50cm
‘But your Goddess is only a fiction’, they would doubtless smile and ask us whether we are among those who believe that fiction is powerless, 2024, oil on canvas, 200x140 cm
Torso, 2024, oil on canvas, 40x30 cm
Sensuous grammar of survival, 2025, oil on canvas, 90x130x3.5cm
Character study 4 (bum), 2025, oi lon canvas, 40x30 cm
work in progress, Sun Eaters 2025
You have to respect a good hustle, detail2025, oil on canvas, 90x130x3.5cm
You have to respect a good hustle, 2025, oil on canvas, 90x130x3.5cm
Imagine you could eat the sun, oil on canvas, 90x130 cm
Imagine you could eat the sun, detail, oil on canvas, 90x140 cm
Tree of life in blue, 2025, oil on canvas, 90x130 cm
Slide
Nowadays no one still has the courage to think up anything new. All they ever talk about, round the clock, is how things already are, they just keep rolling out the same old ideas. Reality has grown old and gone senile; after all, it is definitely subject to the same laws as every living organism - it ages. Just like the cells of the body, its tiniest components - the senses, succumb to apoptosis. Apoptosis is natural death, brought about by the tiredness and exhaustion of matter. In Greek this word means 'the dropping of petals'. The world has dropped its petals.
- Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead, 2009 by Olga Tokarczuk
- Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead, 2009 by Olga Tokarczuk
