Sylur by Wojciech Kielar

These faces of paintings are full of silent poetry.
They are standing vis-a-vis ultra-voyeurism, that brazen voyeurism, forced by media.
It’s resolution gets upto….4K, 5K, 2000K….damn!…as fast as brain decreases.
Breeding “tough guys” with chocolate and crisps at a train station.

Unboxing!

They bring their personal feel.
Meanwhile, silent pictures like Moa-Moa statues never judge.
I imagine something completely different thanks to them.
In my close-ups I’ve chosen momentary fantasy.
The Sylur is my temporary vessel system to avoid obsession.
You will perhaps find me somewhere in Dob’s Linn.
Let’s meet together in my paintings.

Wojciech Kielar