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Nostalgia

Found few 16mm reels buried in boxes with stuff that came to me from the past. Mostly devoid of any meaningful reference. Outtakes, notes, ideas, shot for the reasons now completely forgotten and irrelevant. But still, it should feel like a gift. Testimony that those few passing seconds actually happened in your life, right ? Meh…

Oddly enough Satie was one of the few that we were listening to at that time (so I was told). Along with the music of Philip Glass, Arvo Part, David Sylvian, and few important others it shaped sonic ambience of that time.

music:
Gnossienne No.1 by Erik Satie
performed by Andreas Pfaul

N.B. Jo Brunenberg did much better use of some of this material. Check it out:
DREAMING Harmonika Music – Accordion Dragspel Musik Haitari musiikkia Trekkspill Accordeon

Sukhumvit Valley

 

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Sukhumvit road, one of the longest roads in the world (like 400 km ?). Running from the heart of Bangkok, to somewhere close to Cambodian border. This is where is starts. The grand view, against the Bangkok skyline. With all noise, crowds, and traffic jams hidden under BTS Skytrain line. Removing those tawdry colors of reality someway has distilled the true character of this place. Just like ancient Greek statues, originally painted with the vivid colors to make them look more “realistic”. Lost their colors in the course of time, and appear to us more refined than they really meant to be…

Insecure

I have recently made this series available on display in Saatchi galery (link here). You can buy signed and numbered prints of Insecure – limited edition series, right from there.

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Apropos Swan

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Normally, image should stand the ground on its own, without the help of the written commentary, but here, a little perspective will probably broaden viewing experience. The stage – Poland, Łódź 1981, underpass next to Lodz-Fabryczna railway station. Cheerless ordinary winter day – cold, wet, and dark. Month or so away from the day when martial Law was imposed. A glimpse of elusive black swan (born from our oh-so-transcendent-art-flavoured endless-casual-ironic-friendly-dialog) by Ewa P.