Ech... Once again somebody reported one of my photos on Instagram. Is it annoying? No. It's pathetic and boring... But! That also reminds me about one set, which I deleted last year from my Patreon when I thought about vanishing and hiding myself with my creations completely.
So... Miau!
2022-01-19 15:45:52 +0000 UTC View Post
"Bonding is not measured by the time you spent together, but by the comfort you find when you realize you have each other."
/ "Moana", Disney /
It's difficult to go for a walk around the city without meeting anybody, even if we go long before the Sunrise. Finding calm place to sit and simply feed my senses is not an easy task. Place without noise of cars, factories, machines is just impossible. Place where Wierzba can find a bit of natural happiness, place...
2022-01-10 11:11:28 +0000 UTC View Post
Somewhere between building of the physics department and the building of the chemistry department, when most people are snoring deliciously in their beds, wild residents can be met. Like boars. It was quite surprising meeting, I admit. Especially when croaking family decided to check my tripod and play with its case.
It reminded me about boars that I'd met in Roots of Spells. Gigantic, really amazing animals. They even used to come for "composter dinner", next to the cottage. Unfortunat...
2022-01-09 00:48:47 +0000 UTC View Post
"Jestem duchem, jestem skałą
Mieczem prawi, krzykiem jawi!
Zrodzony z legend i rytuałów
Jestem Raróg - wieczny ogień!"
Am I a gamer? Well, everything depends on definition of a "gamer". I know some games, I like returning to some of them, I enjoy discovering new worlds from time to time as well. My "top"? TES (from Morrowind, through...
2022-01-04 17:25:39 +0000 UTC View Post
Simplicity of slow life.
Happiness of long walks.
Calmness of creating.
Music of the Nature.
Amazingness of wildness.
This "phone movie" is collection of memories. Collection of backstage. Backstage of life.
2021-12-31 15:23:02 +0000 UTC View Post
“Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor each sensation. Let the dream begin, let your darker side give in to the power of the music of the night.”
/ "Phantom of the Opera", Charles Hart /
Yes, this time I dared to make a violin sound. I haven't imagined that it can be so nice to make it, even though it's rather only a noise. Maybe I should search for the mu...
2021-12-26 15:47:02 +0000 UTC View Post
- A woman - the king stiffened a thin figure on the throne - has the right to expect only two gifts from a man: pregnancy for summer, and paws from a thin sip for winter. Both the first and the second gift are intended to anchor the woman at home. The house is a place suitable for a woman, assigned to her by nature. A woman with a big belly and offspring clinging to her dresses will not leave the house and will not come to her head with any stupid ideas, and this guarantees peace... 2021-12-23 11:21:07 +0000 UTC View Post
That's a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don't know if it's worth five dollars but it's pretty fucking good.
/ "Pulp Fiction", directed Quentin Tarantino /
They say that Cleopatra used to take baths in milk. Is it true or false? I think only she might have known. Or her very trusted servants. But did she have such?
As well as case of her death. Was it really a suicide? Or maybe it was well disguised murder? Have you ever doubt about historical "truth"?...
I remind myself the scent of good tasty cigar smoked somewhere nearby. Nice aroma, nice memory...
2021-12-20 17:16:07 +0000 UTC View Post
"Or maybe the hell didn't want you, little beast? Maybe that devil's tower spit you out in disgust after tasting your venom?"
/ "The Witcher: Lady of the Lake" Andrzej Sapkowski /
Some things need time. Some things need patience. Some things need growth.
He was a lovely little kitty in 2019, wasn't he? As a bonus you can see my, ekhm... extremely professional tripod from that time. The thread was so loose that tripod wasn't able to hold t...
2021-12-14 12:35:36 +0000 UTC View Post
Memories...
Let’s stay in 2015, still beginning of my path in front of the lens. I was invited for a few days' photo event, organized by Adam Polański, who this way, wanted to promote culture and art in the area, in which he lives. This time it was TFP meeting of group of photographers, models, stylists etc. During such event people create, share experience just for enjoying the creativity.
I was a bit terrified because I was going to a group of people who mostly kne...
2021-12-12 16:07:01 +0000 UTC View Post
"Good people have to do bad things sometimes."
/ from tv series "The Pack" /
Sometimes life doesn't turn out the way we wish it to be. We can wring our hands and feel sorry for ourselves for wrongs, problems, humiliations which happened to us. We can blame the reality around us, people around us. But we can also try to stand strong and create ou...
2021-12-12 06:57:17 +0000 UTC View Post
As I'm recently trying to take care of my body a little, which over the years of exposure to harsh conditions, asks for more attention and delicacy, today I decided to show you my "model memories" from 2015.
It was the time when I used to work as a photo model (I mean normal paid job, not TFP cooperation with photographers) but mainly during fairy outdoor photography events or photography workshops. These pictures were taken during my first nude photo event, organised by Team Photo Art....
2021-12-12 02:50:31 +0000 UTC View Post
"Snow is white". Does it? Especially during sunset? Is it really white and only white? Look at it up to the Sun, look with the Sun. Look when the Sun hides behind the clouds, look when the Sun hides behind the horizon... Still only white?
Imagine frost biting the cheeks, snow crunching underfoot. If you'll be quiet and attentive in the Forest, you will hear a woodpecker working in the treetops. Or a clangor of cranes departing west. You can meet many natural inhabitants of the Forest if...
2021-12-11 15:36:05 +0000 UTC View Post
What could life in a bubble be like? What could life like a bubble be like? So delicate and sensitive to any blast of air. So transparent and full of colour at the same time.
2021-12-09 12:44:20 +0000 UTC View Post
Today's nighttime very tasty coffee caused by excesses of energy burning inside (please, don't ask "why coffee if I'm already excited"), reminded me about one set which I created in the beginning of this year. Set with... the worst coffee I've ever drank. I confess... I made it by my own, after few months of drinking only calming herbs. I still remember this taste. Bleh!
Sometimes I'm quite surprised (or tired... or both) by processes that take place in my head. Just a simpl...
2021-12-06 17:46:05 +0000 UTC View Post
About 1:00 am. The Wind woke me up. I'm trying to fall asleep again, especially that my body needs recharge recently a lot. I can't. Staring through window I'm observing clouds chased crazily on the sky. The mind is waking up more and more every minute... A book! It might be good solution. About last hundred pages. Finished. Another book?
The clock is showing few minutes after 5:00 am. I'm starting to walk in my memory around place in which I actually live, searching for good place. Maybe ...
Another set from the previous year. I tell you, phencyclidine and my bloody "experience" with this rape pill was like a kind of hecatomb for my mental health... From silly and insignificant parts - nothing from clothes or details which you can see on me in this series survived. I got rid of them, as well as many other things from my life. Things are only things so I don't cry about them, but what is sad - I burned many paintings and old photos (without digital copies of them...).
Ech, w...
2021-12-01 16:01:04 +0000 UTC View Post
This is very simple tale about extraordinary memories of ordinary life. Life full of joy, as well as hardships. Life full of feelings and lessons. Life full of Nature. Every day.
Almost all the shots haven't been made with a movie in mind. They have been recorded as simple private memories or backstage from photoshoots, that's why you can notice, for example, hand shaking quite often. Today I want to share with you this "story" - or I should rather call it bunch of memories - with calmn...
2021-11-28 08:25:04 +0000 UTC View Post
While my mind is focused on some foundation's projects, my computer is working hard on project completely different than everything I create so far, I'm researching the disk to clean it up a bit from weak photos, photos I took but didn't feel them (yea I have such, mainly from time when I was searching for myself again) and sometimes I find photos which I took but haven't published because... because.
So, here we have memories from October 2020.
Roots of Spells.
“Italians have a little joke, that the world is so hard a man must have two fathers to look after him, and that's why they have godfathers.”
/ Mario Puzo, "The Godfather" /
Temporarily for some reasons I'm unable to dance wildly with full Moon energy to lovely Autumnal aura but I can't sit lazily and do nothing. So, enjoy today's fun! :)
2021-11-19 14:27:24 +0000 UTC View Post
The Old Walking Song, The Road...
Do you think that the Tree doesn't feel the screw left inside his body?
2021-11-12 08:49:56 +0000 UTC View Post
Recipe for the best happy meal? Wild, late Autumnal raspberries and some leg found in the depths of the Forest. And buon appetito!
Ech... longing for this wonderful daily natural freedom. Photo shoot from last year's Autumn.
Lied to.
Betrayed.
Raped.
Banished.
Robbed.
Still with smile within.
And I'm filling good.
Quite. ;)
2021-11-10 20:52:22 +0000 UTC View Post
Some sets need time to be published. Some are simply forgotten... Recently, when I was cleaning up the disk, I found something from January, so I hope you'll enjoy this almost year old photo session.
2021-11-07 16:01:41 +0000 UTC View Post
Well, it's something very normal when I play with such lovely, ekhm... "little monster", as Mr. Sol. Sometimes scrapes and scars are result of his feline or predator behaviour, sometimes... of his clumsiness. :) But I can't stop loving him, even when the blood is flowing from the thin wounds.
2021-10-30 12:50:41 +0000 UTC View Post
At some point the energy of the Roots of Spells began to change. Sleeping paralysis came back, feeling of empty days arose. Why? Because of changes within our heroes of the story? Because of changes on the hill (more and more people have moved into this area, made it more noisy, crowded)? According to general history - there was massacre on this very hill during II World War, when Ukrainian Insurgent Army ripped all inhabitants in very cruel way. According to closer history - there were few f...
2021-10-30 12:36:11 +0000 UTC View Post
Because good atmosphere to writing is extremely important!
2021-10-26 19:35:47 +0000 UTC View Post
Roots of Spells was a good place. Everyone who has visited it have felt good there, slept well. Even sleeping paralysis of the little girl calmed down for some time. She started to learn new things. Baking cakes, bread (as a child she only helped her mother with cookies but had never been allowed to make more in the kitchen than washing dishes or sweeping). Making tinctures and wines from their very own fruit and herbs. Gardening, mowing grass with a hand scythe was nice and funny experience,...
2021-10-26 18:44:56 +0000 UTC View Post