2004 "Playground", Entropia Gallery, Wroclaw

Childhood - a war in which you have no chance of being the winner. The whole world pretends that the psyche does not exist. You will not live to see justice, because it is known that the wounds inflicted on the invisible body of your little heart, your defenseless emotions are hidden from view. There will be no autopsy. You will not call the police. You are doomed. It will take many years to dig yourself out of this playground with a tiny spoon. And it does not matter whether this spoon is gilded and has a coat of arms, or is half and you found it in the trash. Some took pills. Some looked into the bottle. Some read. Some meditate. Some are dead.