Typically a bus stop is not a place where you would discover someone of interest, but in Święcica Poland you could find the Queen of the Night following you out of the corner of her eye.
Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)
“Przystanek” is the Polish word for “bus stop” and street artist Olek has been curating this one for a few years, inviting new people to give their interpretation a proper place in the public square. This month artist Roksana Kularska- Krol (Roxi) paints Queens of the Night.
“These heroines are the embodiments of the archetype of the Great Mother (the Great Goddess, Queen of the Universe),” Olek tells us, “and by painting them, the artist shows that the seemingly distant world of myths and symbols is still alive, even when we are not aware of it.”
Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)
Painting for a little over a decade, Roxi completed this installation with the participation of Olek and with The Common Good of Our Village Association from Święcica. The roof treatment, “The Crown’, is provided by artist Sebastian Kularski.
Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)
Olek tells us that the new painting is inspired by the strong, entrepreneurial women of Swiecica. What is a “Przystanek” (bus stop) really? Olek elucidates here, singing its many praises:
Przystanek means: The sound of the full moon Light of the dancing river Smell of vibration around purring kittens Expanding space To be touched by forest Sound of sunset resting on the forest Everything with the forest about the forest in the forest with the forest Drumming with the fire by the fire Thunderstorm Silence before and after Pierogies Singing happy chickens delivering your breakfast Rhythm of slow walk Smell of the cracking wood under your feet The weight of a kitten on your lap when you are creating Vibration of a candlelight That dances with a thunderbolt opening the sky The colors of a thought under a pen Vibrant stillness Radiant darkness Movement of drying wildflowers The sharp eye of the Hawk circling above you Transformation comes like death in its own time They take you from one dimension into another We Are The Grandchildren Of The Witches You Weren’t Able To Burn. My Crown is in my Heart, not on my Head. Many are invited, but few are chosen. My Universe is Paradise.
~ Olek
Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)Olek in collaboration with Roksana Kularska- Krol and Sebastian Kularski. “A Community of Women”. Residency Przystanek. Swiecica, Poland. Summer 2021. (photo courtesy of Olek)
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