Family House in Biezen Polska Far better to grasp the Universe as it is than to persist in delusion however satisfying & reassuring

I grew up in a small village in Poland during the fall of communism and the start of democracy. Our family nearly lost everything during WWII.

When I was a kid, nobody had much money to go out. Our social life happened at a house or while working, or on a street outside your home. No internet or phones, just close-knit community. I had a second-hand piano accordion. Together with my childhood friend, I would play to anyone who was passing by.

As a child I made a promise to myself to learn foreign languages, and to one day leave my village to explore the world. It was a ridiculous dream to have at the time, but it was my dream. The world I grew up in was the world where men played cards, women cooked food and children listened to stories about the war, memories veiled in a thick smoke of cigarettes. I wish I had a camera back then, when I hid behind the bed, my eyes were wide open from fear and excitement of stories being told, stories of war relived once more.

Balancing Act limited edition print Aldona Kmiec Polish artist
Balancing Act, 2014

 

 

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