Przemek Kret


Words. Not sure why we still need them. I'm certainly not good with them. I prefer thinking in images or sounds, in smells even, but still, sometimes there's that persistent need for words that doesn't let go despite.
 English is not my language, but neither is Polish anymore. I don't seem to have one at this point - after all the years of roaming. I made painting my language and I love it this way. I've learnt to be more silent and attentive instead of talking. But than again, the need for words sometimes... So I also carved out this corner on the website where I can publish whatever seems worthwhile at a given moment . with no predetermined format or ambition I mean to keep it freeflow and just a loose extension of the visual body of my work for anyone interested in verbalisable aspects if it.
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