Marek Swiatek

Just trying to breathe. It’s even more difficult nowadays. Convulsions proceed the imminent end of all humans. Wanting to feel accepted, the characters give up their own ego, lose their identity and drown in the lack of humanity. Slowly forming into shapeless creatures, they become an expressionless mass. You may think it’s alive, but in fact it’s at the end of its existence. --- The artworks I create represent the subject of self-portraiture and an in-depth analysis of myself. I try to look at me from different perspectives and objectively assess the states, behaviours and feelings within me. I have come to realise that I will not be able to present the subject of a human being in a convulsive world fully, based only on me and my experience. I therefore juxtapose the consideration of my own feelings (mostly self-destructive ones) with an assessment of the state and feelings of others around me.