Location: Poland
born in 1989, she graduated from the Academy of Fine Arts in Katowice, Poland (diploma with honors in 2013). She studied as well at the École Supérieure d'Art de Clermont Metropole (Clermont-Ferrand, France). She has participated in many projects and exhibitions in the country and abroad (Jeune Création Européenne 2015, Paris / Usb Shuffle Show, Berlin / Passion For Freedom 2013, London). She creates graphics, objects and texts. She works at her home university as an assistant in the Department of Graphic Arts.
I’m interested in the human body and in particular bodily detritus (nails, eyelashes, hair) which can be described as a sort of a poetry in time. I consider the body as a kindof perpetuum mobile and a sculptural object. Skin products always return to the same point as in the mathematical travelling salesman problem. They provide evidence of our body’s sisyphean work. We get rid of them with absolutely no regrets although they are witnesses of everyday moments, sponges of emotions and experiences.
For nine months I was wandering with zipper bags in my wallet. In the bags I stored a collection of eyelashes, which often fell out in the most unexpected circumstances. I was also carefully collecting nail clippings,which I would later use in my mini sculptures. During all this time blonde square measuring 1 per 1 centimeter dyed on theupper most section of my brown hair slide downwards according to my hair’s natural growth. In every passing second, minute, hour, day, week, month.
The skin products always return to the same point as in the traveling salesman problem in mathematics. Maybe if we collected all the nails that we throw within our life and then if we tried again to glue them in a kind of continuation string that would create the type of facility that would connect, for example, the roof of our house with the moon? Or maybe it could reach even higher? If so, what a wasted creative potential our body veils! This potential seems to be known for generations and the language is a monument of magical dimensions of physicality. Because how else would originated the habit of guessing on which cheek one of our eyelashes has just fallen or a belief of hair growth even after death?
object made of nails and ceramic mass presented on glass shelf 2.5 x 6 x 2.5 cm
object made of nails and ceramic mass presented on glass shelf 2.5 x 6 x 2.5 cm
object made of eyelashes and ceramic mass presented on glass shelf 2.5 x 6 x 2.5 cm
object of balsa wood and wax stripes with hair 70 x 120 cm
Every day I go out into the city and I give myself bear his rhythm. I savor the act of walking itself and I record the exact course of each walk. It results in a linear image, which becomes a form of an urban drawing.
The city at a specific points in the space and time spits out subtle signs and becomes a source of decisions. I appeal to the surrealistic concept of an objective coincidence. The decision on pursuing for something, even very elusive gives vent to the inner impulses that coexist with the reality. I trace magie circonstancielle – circumstantial magic and I collect objets trouvé (found objects).
Walking is natural like breathing and each elementary decision whether to go right or left, or wheather courage to follow someone or something becomes decisive for the final form of the drawing being made consistently every day. I may be inspired by a man, a piece of trash on the sidewalk, a word spoken in a foreign language. What becomes a possibility in one case and develops a network of new solutions, at the same time closes the other ones.
“Creations”
“Creations”
“Creations”
“Creations”
“Subjective walks”
